Mingle bells mingle bells

[poetontheinside]

Who: Windrose crew
Broadcast: Maybe?? probably not
Action: SS Windrose
When: After the shuffle!

[After this seasonally inappropriate song gets stuck in your head, it's time for a mingle! Come on up, new Windrosers, it's time to party.]

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[pain_train]

Good luck, detective boy. Wrath is composed of 90% sincerity and 10% pink glitter.

"There's different kinds of lonely," she says, shrugging. "I had my platoon for over twenty years. But I know more that it was also really goddamn lonely."

[poetontheinside]

He rubs his stubbled cheek with his knuckles, considering. "Yeah," he answers, finally. "I guess I get that. Like, it ain't enough to be around people, if they don't know you, right?"

[pain_train]

"That's it. Like, you can be good at your job and take care of your people and protect a lot of civilians, but that doesn't mean any of them are actually your friend. When you're working, they're isn't really time for friends anyway."

She so is putting on these socks right now.

[poetontheinside]

He gives a little smile when he sees how big they are on her, leans back against the wall. "Well, I got the one, at least. And now you got a whole crew- we ain't all that busy, plenty of downtime."

[pain_train]

"I bet you've got more than one." Ray is so nice, how could he not? At least if there is time when they're not working, and that sounds like the case here.

She is never letting these socks go. Her feet are already warming up.

"Everyone send kind of busy note with that ship, but that's not a normal thing?"

I'M SORRY FOR BEING SO SLOW

[poetontheinside]

"Nah, last month we stopped at a casino waystation," he replies, picking at a loose thread on his shirt. "And some kinda freaky planet, but I didn't do nothin' with that. People went kinda nuts."

Np! I've been kind of slow lately myself

[pain_train]

"A casino sounds fun..." She says, if a bit doubtfully. She's never really been in to that kind of gambling. Maybe it comes from taking enough risks in reality and it just sort of adds up. "That's right, I have to... Figure out that money thing."

Hoo boy.

"How'd people go nuts on a planet? What happened? They got better, right?"

Re: Np! I've been kind of slow lately myself

[poetontheinside]

"Guess it was just the magic people, I dunno," he says, shrugging. "They went a little wild, and there were a lot of creepy-ass animals there." He shudders. He did not partake.

[pain_train]

"Oh. That magic stuff sounds really weird. We don't have it where I'm from." She considers. "Though it would be really cool to be able to fly."

Anyway.

"So you didn't have to deal with that stuff if you didn't want to?"

[poetontheinside]

"Yeah, me neither. My world sounds pretty regular, compared to the rest." Which he's pretty much okay with, but yeah, the flying thing would be great.

"Nah, I just stayed on board. Went clubbing."

[pain_train]

"You just need more awesome tech. Bet you'd love a hovercycle. Those things go."

She's missing something here. "How do you go clubbing on board? There's nowhere to go."

[poetontheinside]

"Oh! You don't get it, I mean-- they build these huge kind of stations, just floatin' around, and then it's like they build a whole city, right? So that included the casinos and the clubs and the bars, all of it."

He has to admit he's kind of excited about it still.

[pain_train]

"Oh! So you went to a space station instead of the crazy planet?" She knows conceptually about space stations; she knows there was one before the Crash.

[poetontheinside]

"Bingo-bango," he says, shooting fingerguns at her. "We got the shuttles, go our own way, y'know?"

[pain_train]

"Bingo-bango!" She echoes, giggling. "I love how you talk!" Do all people from his time period talk like that? It must be so cool. "Oh, so we can visit other ships too?"

Might be thinking about potential booty calls.

[poetontheinside]

The 90's were definitely the coolest, Wrath, you have great instincts and good taste, clearly. He grins at the praise, even though that was a little weird.

"Sure you can, be pretty boring otherwise, right?"

[pain_train]

Wrath is a little weird, Ray. More than a little, really. The weird is perhaps not wide but very, very deep.

"Oh, that's even better! So you can hang out with everyone! Though I think our crew is pretty cool too, but the more people you know, the better, right?" She laughs. "Boredom's kind of universal, though. I'm good at boredom." Being in the military for a quarter of a century will do that to someone.

[poetontheinside]

"Yeah? I ain't. I get, y'know--" He flails a little, shrugs. Fidgety.

[pain_train]

"That's when you do pushups. Or polish your boots. It totally works."

[poetontheinside]

"Yeah, but that's only, what, 20 minutes? That ain't enough."

[pain_train]

Her grin becomes downright evil. "Do you need my help thinking of more stuff to do, Ray? I used to run a whole platoon. I'm really good at that."

[poetontheinside]

"Is it gonna be push-ups and doing laps around the cargo bay?"

[pain_train]

"Maybe. I also got some corners in the armory that could use some TLC with a toothbrush and a cute guy on his knees doing that."

[poetontheinside]

He grins at that-- forward, he likes that-- and snaps his fingers at her.

"That's what you're into, huh?"

[pain_train]

"That and cute shoes. And since I don't get to wear really cute shoes any more, extra tooth brushes for everyone!"