01 | action + video

[stefanged]

Who: Stefan Salvatore and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Paisley
When: Following the shuffle!

[action]

[Instant teleportation sucks. Especially when it's too quick for him to process - and then bam! He's... somewhere. Somewhere that's throwing confetti into his face and playing loud, welcoming music?

He nearly stumbles back into the wall, instead regaining his bearings in time to take a look around the ship. Stefan's step is hesitant as he grips his messenger bag tight and explores various places. While he's not exactly stealthy, he's not trying to intrude on anyone either.

In the end, he's settled down in the med lab, inspecting the equipment and trying to discern what's different from the hospitals and labs he's worked in back home - it's not what he's expected, but he could get used to it.]

[video]

[Stefan had held off on announcing his presence via communicator - partially because it wasn't the Network, and partially because they're recording him 24/7 anyways. Does he really need to give the NSA (or whatever this universe's version of the NSA) more fuel for their potentially Islamophobic fire?

Once he's holed himself up in the med lab, he fiddles with the communicator until he's found the video function--]

The longer I'm here, the more I wonder about people's - various species? - taste in television. [He smiles, though it's thin.] Or our showrunners' definition of "informed consent." Doesn't seem like anyone here remembers signing those NDA's.

I... well, this is kind of a weird question, but does anyone know what direction the sun's in? Or how I'd find out what direction the sun's in? It's pretty important. [More than important - it's necessary for his prayers, though he knows better than to voice that out loud.]

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[asinisterkid]

[ Jason's been going through the armory, getting used to the feel of the Atroma-issue weaponry. The new arrival music is hard to miss, though, and when he pokes his head into the corridor, the confetti-covered new arrival is also hard to miss. ]

Welcome to the Paisley! You're going to be finding that stuff in all kinds of weird places over the next few days, so have fun with that.

[ He indicates the confetti. ]

[stefanged]

Seriously?

[Stefan groans, instinctively reaching for the confetti stuck in his hair and trying to shake it out. The effort's a valiant one, but it doesn't do him much good.] Thanks for the heads-up. Is there a shower around here?

[asinisterkid]

Down the corridor, to the right.

[ He points. ]

The hot water's only good for about ten minutes, though. It's a newer ship, so we haven't gotten most of the upgrades that would make things more comfortable around here.

I'm Jason Todd, by the way. First mate -- one of two, actually. Don't ask. [ He grins when he says it, though: whatever led to two first mates, it's not ship drama. ]

[stefanged]

Thanks. Ten minutes is still better than none, if you ask me. [Still, they can get upgrades? Is this part of the manufactured drama thing?] And we'll get some of those upgrades sooner or later, right?

Nice to meet you. I'm Stefan Alesci. Think I'm your new lab support. [If he's got this augment thing down right, anyways. He pauses, though - two first mates? Jason said not to ask, so Stefan suspects he'll get the story sooner or later. Part of him feels like he should hold out his hand, but confetti - and Jason may be busy doing... something in whatever room that is. Stefan's bemused face is probably speaking for himself.]

[asinisterkid]

That depends on whether or not anyone's interested in shelling out. You know how we get paid based on our individual ratings? If we want our ships to not be a step below the average US prison, we need to spend some of that hard-earned ratings money.

Because privacy when you're showering is only for people who can afford it, apparently. Though so far we've all been good about waiting when we hear water running.

Me, I'm putting what I can toward kitchen upgrades. We get enough of those, we may be able to manage real food on a regular basis.

[ He notices the bemusement and holds out his hand. Bring on the infectious confetti... it could be worse, after all. It could be glitter. ]

It's good to meet you, too. It'll be nice to have someone in the lab again.

[stefanged]

[He didn't, actually - Stefan must've missed that announcement somewhere along the way. Maybe he should start playing to the cameras if he wants a thing like privacy. Or constant milk for his tea. Nevermind that he doesn't actually need to drink it to survive or anything.]

That's the first I've heard of it. I'll see what I can do about upgrading the kitchen too, God willing. [With his blood's healing properties, the med bay can wait. Real food - and shower privacy - are higher on his list of priorities.

Stefan steps forward to shake Jason's hand, sighing a little as, yep, the confetti spreads to him too.] Thanks. I haven't poked around it yet, but it seems kinda fitting. I was uh, kinda applying for med school before all this.