Meanwhile on the less violent fish ship....

[save_the_souls]

Who: The Blue Fish Crew & Any Visitors
Broadcast: MAYBE
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: Beginning of July

[So in the past month, Aang & Katara may or may not have become an item, Sokka finished off all of puberty in under a week, Allen remained stuck in the puberty still, Toph won strangest pilot award briefly before she had to give it up to a pony, Hawke sassed everything and finally itemized with Anders, Beverly acquired a Starfleet issued puppy, and it turned out the cook is a flipping disney princess. Quite a time for the Blue Fish crew!]

[Well, it's time to check in with them again: AKA IT'S A MINGLE EVERYONE]

Comments

[catamite]

Oh... sorry. No, um...

[he puts down whatever he was looking at, and smiles. like he's just now realizing that he's trespassing in someone else's kitchen and that isn't exactly considered polite.]

--Well, I mean, I am. But I was just... looking around right now...

[destinyembrace]

[Hey, it's an impressive kitchen, one of the best in the whole fleet. She can't blame him for staring. In fact, she's not upset at all, and offers him a comforting smile.]

It's all right. Who were you looking for?

[catamite]

[he eases up a little, but still hunches his shoulders sheepishly--as if she was a much larger, more imposing person than she really seems right now.]

Doctor, uh... [does he remember a last name? nope.] Beverly.

[destinyembrace]

Oh! Beverly. You can probably find her in the medical lab. I could show you the way if you like?

[catamite]

You don't have to do that. I think I know where it is, if all the ships are kind of set up the same way.

[which means him ending up in the kitchen probably wasn't because he was lost.]

[destinyembrace]

Oh, okay.

[Awwwwwwkward pause.]

Um... are you hungry?

[catamite]

Ah, no, I'm fine.

[...yeah, he's not really helping with the awkwardness here. and there's another beat or two of silence before he realizes that there's something else he should probably say.]

--Oh! I'm Nel, by the way.

[destinyembrace]

[No he's kind of not. Kairi is struggling to think of something to say when he introduces himself.]

Nice to meet you, Nel. I'm Kairi. I'm... obviously the ship's cook. What do you do on your ship?

[catamite]

[some of the awkwardness switches out for a look of pretty clear jealousy, there.]

Oh man, this ship has a cook? We don't have a cook...

I'm just, um. [what's the word? give him a sec...] A communications... person.

[destinyembrace]

It's sort of a necessity around here, given the appetites of some of the crew members.

[Looooking at you, Sokka and Allen.]

Oh! That's got to be kind of fun, right? I wish I knew how half that equipment worked.

[catamite]

I guess.

[he laughs a little, and tries to look more way enthused about it than he actually is. he's still freaked out by the whole thing, to be honest.]

You can do some cool stuff with it, like talk in secret and stuff. But otherwise it's kind of... weird. I don't know.

[destinyembrace]

Hmm. I can understand that. Especially if you've never been around stuff like this. I never saw anything like it before I got here.

[She assumes that's the case with him, anyway.]

Talk in secret, huh? So is that like sending encoded messages?

[catamite]

Yeah! It's sometimes cool when all the comms people set up an encrypted channel to talk on. That can be fun... You get good gossip that way.

[and he shrugs again.]

The rest of it is weird, though... you're supposed to answer calls and be all official and... I don't really do that kind of stuff normally.