SS Golden Mingle!

[cabbagedetective]

Who: The crew of the SS Golden
Broadcast: Nope
Action: SS Golden
When: 6/10 to 6/30


[With the exciting lights and sounds of the casino behind them, things seem to have really wound down for the fleet. With very little to do outside of the ship, what better way to try and stave off cabin fever than by socializing with one's fellow crew members? Compare casino winnings, swap stories about anything the other mysterious planet they left behind, or maybe just stare out the window together at the passing space debris. The choice is yours!]

Comments

[cabbagedetective]

[When Anders' back is turned as he checks out the crates and other various bits of cargo, Adachi starts making faces at the cat. He's never really been that big of an animal person, and cats were always irritating to deal with. He looks like he's even considering punting the creature when Anders turns back around, and Adachi snaps back to attention.]

And what reason would that be, sir?

[unconfines]

Well, it's very dusty, isn't it. [It's also very closed in, with all the boxes, and he can see pretty much every corner from where he's standing. But claustrophobia isn't as fun to talk about.] What exactly is it you're down here for, anyway?

[Captain Whitefluff the Terrible, for her part, hisses at Adachi with her tail poofing out like a toilet brush, never the type of cat to take rude faces lying down. But Anders only stoops to scoop her off the floor and into his arms, bopping her lightly on the nose.]

Oh, hush, no reason to be so dramatic about it. You're fine.

[cabbagedetective]

[Adachi snickers mildly at the cat's treatment, but he quickly slips back into the dutiful underling role. He flounders slightly at first trying to come up with a good excuse for why he was down in the cargo hold.]

Oh, uh, well... I was checking for any, uh... suspicious cargo, sir! I mean, who knows what Atroma could have slipped onto our ships without us knowing, right sir? Always best to be on guard and prepared after all.

[He chuckles awkwardly, hoping Anders will buy the obvious bullshit he's selling.]

[unconfines]

Riiight.

[From one aggressive slacker to another: Anders knows what he's looking at, here. Flippant he may be, but stupid he is not. He scratches Captain Whitefluff the Terrible under the chin to pacify her, until she crawls up to perch behind his shoulders.

On the upside, he doesn't actually care that much, given that they have security officers out the wazoo, here. But that doesn't mean he can't have fun with it.]

So you're going to open each of these boxes, are you? Go through everything that's coming in. [Still bright, still smiling.] Just to be certain, of course. Better safe that sorry.

[cabbagedetective]

[Adachi looks around the bay, now realizing just how many cargo boxes there actually were in the room. The discomfort clearly apparent on his face and in his voice.]

O- of course, sir. That was the plan... [He chuckles weakly, rubbing the back of his neck.]

[unconfines]

Well! That's quite the undertaking, isn't it? [Whatever discomfort there may be, Anders cheerfully ignores it.] Nice to see that there's people here willing to go the extra mile. I'll look forward to the report, shall I?

[He's mostly just milking buzz language he remembers from the knight-captains and lieutenants from the tower. Have to put on a convincing show for everyone, after all.]

[cabbagedetective]

[Re- report? The words looms over Adachi's head like a storm cloud. Ugh... how did he manage to get out of the police department, only to find himself having to do more paperwork?]

[He chuckles nervously before responding.] Ah heh, well, you know me... I like to do good work. Need to keep the ship safe and all, right?

[Ugh, this was going to be a gigantic pain in the ass.]

[unconfines]

That's the spirit! [A friendly clap on the shoulder, because he can.] Good thought, getting started now. Don't want to get caught in a backlog when the next shipments come in, hm?

[cabbagedetective]

N- next shipments?!

[unconfines]

Of course! There are always new supplies coming in, yes? Sponsorships, and whatever. [An overdramatized, expansive hand gesture across the cargo bay.] We can't possibly hope to check just the once and then expect we're in the clear for good.

[cabbagedetective]

[Adachi just let out the most sincere, exasperated sigh of his life.]

R- right. Of course, sir.