delincuente: (☮ the dawning of our lives)
ᴀʟᴇx ʀᴜssᴏ ([personal profile] delincuente) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-06-08 07:37 pm

june mingle y'all

Who: The crew of the SS Paisley
Broadcast: Nope
Action: SS Paisley
When: 5/24 - 6/30

[Hey dudes let's mingle, and welcome a couple new prisoners pals to this hunk of metal. Who cares if it's a little late in the month for it. Shhh.]


asinisterkid: (jay: too young to be so old)

[personal profile] asinisterkid 2015-06-09 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jason's been spending a lot of time in the kitchen, so it's saying something that Riley Matthews (or so the sign by the door tells him) has managed to successfully avoid him thus far. Of course, seeing as how two of his favorite people -- and one sort-of-frenemy -- have gone missing, he hasn't been at his best, so actively seeking out new people to be angry near wasn't on the agenda.

Still, it's been a while. He really should introduce himself.

So he makes some food -- this is the best way to make friends, yes? -- and goes to knock on her door. ]


Mind if I come in? I've got pancakes and hot chocolate if you want 'em.

[ Both the pancakes and the hot chocolate have protein stuff in them, granted, but he does the best he can with what he has, and they're at least better than what you can get straight from the dispensers. ]
ofbelief: (ooo0154)

[personal profile] ofbelief 2015-06-15 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's fine with people not seeking her out, at least. Or she tries to be. Riley's always wanted to be noticed, but at the same point she's always wanted to. Not be noticed, too. It's a weird conundrum. So she's in no small part delighted when someone knocks on the door.

At least she answers the door and the smile is genuine. ]


I do like sharing pancakes and hot choolate with new people. Hi.
asinisterkid: (mask: smile)

[personal profile] asinisterkid 2015-06-16 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
Hi.

[ He smiles a little and holds up a stack of peanut-butter-flavored pancakes, and hot chocolate that's made with actual (powdered) milk. ]

Riley, right? I'm Jason.

And you've probably figured out by now that space food sucks, but I did my best to make it suck as little as possible. At the very least, it's better than the stuff that comes out of the dispensers.

[ Even if he did have to contemplate selling an organ to afford the synthetic butter on those pancakes. Kitchen upgrades are definitely a priority for him, oh yes. ]