A cry for help

[thespaceopera]

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]


ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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[delincuente]

[Alex steps back, hands up joke-defensively.]

Hey, just trying to help out, man!

[mortalcoil]

[it's clear that he's unhappy--he shakes his head and gestures kind of helplessly at where he'd just been fighting the bug--so, her trying to help is obviously part of the problem. but he isn't exactly using his words to elaborate.]

[delincuente]

[She raises an eyebrow at him, trying to figure this out.]

So, what? I should have just let you get your butt kicked? Did I hurt your ego?

[mortalcoil]

[he huffs, indignant, and shakes his head! no way, that's not it at all.

but he can't easily explain, so he's left with... signing at her in frustration.

and they're not even the easy-to-follow signs, either. he points at the bug and himself and his staff at some point, but it's strung together with rushed gestures.]

[delincuente]

[Exasperated, Alex pulls out her wand again.]

Okay, just a sec, let me-

If getting words out is a fight, well
Let's just have some nice subtitles.

[The rhyme is a stretch, but next time he tries to sign his meaning should appear as words in the air.]

[mortalcoil]

[at first there is nothing, because he stops signing in order to watch her warily, and wait for something to happen.

...when nothing does happen, though... he finally forms a few tentative gestures at her.

and he looks appropriately horrified when words appear in the air.]

'What did you do?'

[delincuente]

[She shrugs, playing innocent.]

I did a spell to make it smaller.

[mortalcoil]

'No.' [and he points at the word when it appears!!] 'This.'

[delincuente]

Oh. It's a spell so I can understand what you're saying.

[mortalcoil]

[he starts to sign something, so the word 'How' pops up, but he changes his mind right after.

instead, he points where he kicked the bug-sized bug.]

'I needed that.'

[delincuente]

You needed the bug? What, were you gonna eat it?

[mortalcoil]

[he just manages not to roll his eye at the idea.

and he gives some thought as to how he wants to phrase this... but ends up just coming up with 'Science.']

[delincuente]

Ah. Well, next time I stop a giant bug from eating your feet, I'll let you keep it.