SHUFFLE/WAY-STATION/ILLNESS/WHATEVER MINGLE POST

[save_the_souls]

Who: You! Me! Him! Her! Them! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On your respective ships, or the Waystations!
When: After the shuffle over the next couple days! Whenever man!

[It's been nearly a week since the fleet's said their goodbyes to the planet full of skull face folks, and another Shuffle has come and gone. Despite what was mentioned on the last week's Shuffle about cannibalism, it doesn't seem like any crews has resorted to that, so maybe some of you have begun to relax.]

[Or maybe not. In fact, maybe you should do a crew headcount just in case1.]

[By now, some of you who handled any red stones from the planet natives may be feeling under the weather or even downright shitty. But hey! What's that to stop you from visiting the way-stations? These way-stations may be in the same crappy condition as the last way-stations - but at least they're people on these ones! Really...shady looking people! But that's not about to stop you from making friends right2?]

[Essentially, this is a game wide mingle post for this week's shuffle, November's way-stations anyone getting ill, or anything else you want to do but too lazy to make a post about! Please feel free to tag in and tag around! Just make sure to put your characters' location and communication methods (action/network) in the header and/or in the prompts!]

1. - This recommendation goes double for the SS Blue Fish.
2. - Warning: Attempts to make friends with extremely shady characters on the Way-Stations may result in heartwarming musical numbers, or much, much more likely - being kidnapped. Please use your own discretion.

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Action | Way-Stations | OTA

[wilder]

[As tempting as it was to hide on his ship for the rest of forever due to one of the new arrivals, Kaneis knew that really wasn't an option. There was only so long he could be on the Wonderduck before he felt cabin fever kicking in. Besides, maybe if he didn't hang around on the Way-station too long, it should be fine, right?]

[He can be found, as usual, not really doing any mingling with others. He's standing against a wall, eying people from the fleet and the other people on the station alike. Maybe he's trying to go for looking intimidating, though it only has so much of an effect when he's munching on cheerful looking snack cakes, sniffling his nose and-]

Achoo!

[- Sneezing intermediately. He looks annoyed after every time he sneezes, as if it's some personal grievance against him that he caught a cold. Or you know, he's just pissed that he's looking sick and gross. Whatever.]

[idealistic]

[ had circumstances not played out how they had, it was possible that Lloyd wouldn't have even known that Kaneis was here. none of his friends had contacted him when he first made that transmission, and even after he had the information on the communicators functions drilled into his mind, he couldn't find any of their names anywhere on the device, nor did he see them anywhere on the ship.

besides, it was likely that he didn't even know how to spell half of his teammates' names, though he could probably recognize them. probably.

it was actually after he departed from the massive Marsiva and and made his way to his new ship (the SS Tourist, he reminded himself) that he heard it: a sneeze that was pretty far off but clearly recognizable. ...not that he made a habit of memorizing just how exactly his friends sneezed. he searched in earnest, his sights eventually landing on a familiar mop of red hair in the distance, propped up against a nearby wall. ]

Zelos! [ he breaks into a run, approaching him with an excited smile. he can worry about why Zelos didn't bother to contact him when he'd just arrived later-- finally, a familiar face! ]

[wilder]

[....Yeah. Kaneis really needs to stop forgetting that his luck is absolute shit when it comes to things like this.]

[He really wasn't paying attention to his surrounding as much as he made it look like it was (it's hard when you're all stuffy okay!), so he had just been munching on the zebra cake, paying no mind-]

[Until he hears that voice. Saying that name- very quickly followed by the sight of that guy running at him with a smile]

[Which, maybe he'd have a different reaction if his mouth wasn't full of zebra cake. Like running, or staring like a deer in the headlights, or jumping. Buuuut instead he just gets so surprised that he starts choking on his food and going into a little coughing fit.]

[Smooth Kaneis Major. Smooth]

[idealistic]

[ oh. well. that wasn't good. maybe he should have taken a more subtle approach when calling out to Zelos, though now that he thought about it, there really wasn't a more subtle approach. well, whatever: what's done is done and Lloyd sure did accidentally make him choke on... something. it looked like a cake. ]

Ack-- hold on!

[ he's quick to move to "Zelos's" side, slapping his back to help him clear out the food. this would probably be easier if he had some water on him, but whatever. ]

You okay? [ he'll keep at it until he calms down or shoves him away-- whichever comes first. ]

[wilder]

[Luckily, it's not a severe enough choking case to require anything like a Heimlich. So some coughing and the slapping on his back, will be enough to help him cough it up. Gross. He at least tries to aim for a pot of one of the fake trees near him.]

[Ugh...what a terrible way to start this mess off. There's a few more coughs and he wipes his mouth with his sleeve before talking]

- Just fine. You can stop with the slapping now.

[idealistic]

[ whew! looks like he managed to cough up the weird cake without much trouble. Lloyd stops at his request and steps back, allowing Zelos to straighten and recover. he's practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, not at all noticing that Zelos is probably annoyed at something.

because it's not like he's annoyed at him, not at all. ]

Jeez Zelos, that was kind of a lame way to say "hi". [ said all in good humor, of course. and because he can't help but ask: ]

How come you didn't say anything before? Are any of the others here?

[wilder]

[Lloyd sound so...happy to see him. Hell, the guy was near bouncing from cheer. Kaneis really wasn't sure to make of anyone who was that happy to see him as a general rule. With Lloyd? It feels about a dozen times worse. He can't help but even stare a little.]

[He must be a Lloyd from another timeline. That's the only explanation. He's from that timeline that belonged to the other Zelos. That's who he's so happy to see.]

[...Right. Those snack cakes that he did manage to eat are now feeling like sharp rocks in his stomach. He wishes he knew a way to stop this conversation, because he just knows it won't end well]

I haven't seen anyone else, no. [Yeah. He may be trying to evade that first question.] You're the first.

[idealistic]

Really? Huh.

[ well, that was mildly disappointing... only mildly, though: everyone else has their own agenda to attend to in the new world, himself and Zelos included, so while it's a little disappointing that the others aren't here to enjoy the view as much as he is, the fact that they're not stuck here as well is a bit of a relief.

on a different note, Lloyd can't help but feel that something's a bit... off with Zelos. maybe it was the sneeze he heard earlier from him. is he coming down with something? why is he out here then? ]

That was a pretty loud sneeze earlier, you know. [ there's something called "bless you", Lloyd ] You doin' okay?

[wilder]

Hm? [Well at least that answer he can be straightforward with, at least talking about the sneeze. Because frankly, he doesn't have a clue how to handle this situation. And it's not even like he can run from this - since you know, the way station isn't that big or crowded- so it'd be kind of lame looking...]

Oh, yeah. [He sniffs a little] Think I just caught a cold or something.

[.......Or he'll be lucky and it'll be a a terrible disease that'll comatose him right here and now, but he's guessing that's not gonna happen.]

[idealistic]

[ don't you even start with that you asshole, Lloyd's worried about you enough as is. ]

You moron! What're you doing out here, then? [ naturally, his intent is to not insult Zelos-- he's worried, and why wouldn't he be? a cold's not something you should mess around with, no matter how mild it could be.

and if this cold is the reason that Zelos didn't contact him, then consider him instantly forgiven. ] You need to be in bed, resting; not walking around!

[ even if they are still technically "indoors". ]

[wilder]

[It's okay he doesn't take the least bit of offense to being called a moron. He is fluent in Sheena-speak, after all. And Lloyd-speak isn't too different a dialect from that - just more shonen and slightly less violence]

[He does however, feel awkward about the obvious worry with Lloyd. No, not awkward- guilty. There's still that old Chosen inclination embedded in him not to make anyone fret over him.]

[Especially when said someone was someone he caused so much trouble for already- even if this Lloyd didn't know it. Hell, maybe that made it worse. He was receiving worry meant for someone that actually wasn't him.]

Hey, c'mon- it's not that bad. It's just a little cold. [He gives a little shrug] I was getting tired of hanging around my ship all day, that's all.

[idealistic]

[ ...okay he can sympathize with growing restless after spending all day in an enclosed space, since that's pretty much Lloyd Irving embodied. but even so, there's no messing around with illness, and Lloyd already has a PhD in worrying thanks to dealing with Colette on a daily basis.

so he just gives a flat look at Zelos's excuse, obviously not backing down. ]

That's still a stupid reason and you know it!

[ excuse him as he proceeds to grab Zelos by the shoulder, spins him until his back is facing Lloyd, and pushes him in the direction of the docked ships. ]

C'mon, you're going back. Which one's your ship?

[wilder]

[He was going to open his mouth to argue something, but next thing he knows he's being grabbed and spun around- then pushed. So instead that argument turns into a yell of protest and some struggling to get free]

Hey! Let go! I don't need to go back!

[ladiesss]

Bless you.

[said the inconspicuous girl, quietly, from where she was looking at stuff to buy.]

[wilder]

[He hears her, even if she's quiet. Shes' not someone he's seen before so he looks slightly curious]

Uh...thanks?

[ladiesss]

No... problem?

[why are we talking in question tones? she puts one hand up... awkwardly... for a wave? she's dressed up in boring Earth clothes--jeans and a t-shirt, and wearing a lot of eye makeup... she also seems to be keeping up this quiet, whispering tone.]

Hi. Sorry. I'm making it weird.

[wilder]

[Okay the whispering is...kind of weird, but maybe she's just shy? Whatever. He can hear her just fine with his ears, so he won't bother asking about it.]

[But at least he'll try to make her feel better! Or try rather, since it still comes off sounding apathetic and dry.]

...Don't worry, this doesn't even make the list of weird situations for me.

[ladiesss]

Oh. That's good. [a short pause while she absentmindedly combs through some of her hair...] 'Cause I could make it weirder...

[wilder]

[....]

I'll bite. How?

[ladiesss]

What's the thing in your chest?

[which she says with a very straight face. she sounds curious. intentionally blunt, even. she doesn't know what it is, but she can tell from here that it's shaping magic... and that gives her aaaaall sorts of little red warning flags.]

[wilder]

[Kaneis blinks, glancing down at his chest while trying to make it too obvious, to double check to make sure that crystal's covered up. Which yep, it is. So. He'll look over and give her a curious look as he tries to play it off]

What? Do you mean my heart?

[Since hey, that's in there too! Maybe. Hard to tell with dead assholes]

[ladiesss]

[man, does she play hardball with this one...? this could get her in big trouble, but...]

Not unless your heart's massively distorting energy...

[wilder]

[Well, he may know someone from Kingdom Hearts, but he's not one himself- so that's out. He frowns because what. That's a new way to phrase it]

Massively distorting energy?

[ladiesss]

Yeah, like...

[she makes a vague... rounding gesture with her hands? it's very unhelpful.]

I think it's just your energy, but it's making it bigger? And also kind of weird. I don't know.

[so, hey. she at least doesn't know as much as one might fear.]

[wilder]

[...]

...Oh. That.

[Yeah. That description sounds like his cruxis crystal alright. Wonderful, she must be some kind of magic reader. His arms cross, and his eyes look around the area to see if anyone is nearby. Suddenly it's a good thing this girl tends to whisper]

It's my crystal. It helps me use my magic better.

[Among other things. Like keeps him alive. But really, he's just going to the vaguest explanation as possible here]