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.

Comments

[amarant]

[ Good luck with that, Robin.

She'll wave him towards the room where his good pal who didn't bother answering the door is staying.

And then heads back to the sickbay. Bye. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, okay...

[that's... well, okay, he was kind of expecting a little more of a something when being let onto the ship, but at least she's not keeping him out. he'll make his way down to whatever room Tek is holed up in and open the door...]

[heresyandlace]

[well, it's not the bunk. that room has been stripped of everything down to the mattresses. between the skullkid sleeping in the lab like a creep, and the captains holed up somewhere else, no one has done anything with that room in a while.

which just leaves Tek's office. it has his name written officially on the door and everything.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[ooookay. he's got a room? what kind of bizarre nightmare world is this, that implies Tek is a working individual worthy of a nameplate?

whatever. he enters...]

[heresyandlace]

[hell yes he has a room. it's the very least he deserves as captain and important member of a ship's crew. but the nice furniture setup that it came with has kind of been... dismantled and rearranged.

Robin opens the door on what probably first looks like just a big pile of laundry stuffed next to a desk that has been knocked over. but no, it really is a very rudimentary version of one of Tek's nests. Robin would probably recognize the basic design after a minute.

there are a couple limbs peeking out from under the blanket pile, and there's an annoyed groan when the door is opened, so someone is home.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[oh... okay.]

Is there a person in there, or what?

[heresyandlace]

[nope, he groaned once. that's all he's going to bother with at the moment.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

...Right.

[he'll at least close the door behind him and... wander closer, maybe trying to figure out where Tek is in this pile.

...wait, if his leg is there, what's that other leg doing over there?]

[onlyanapple]

[There's a hiss in response to all this unwanted noise, and that other leg curls back under the blankets. The movement does reveal some black hair from higher up the blanket though, so there's that.]

[heresyandlace]

[and that head of hair does not line up at all with how the still-visible leg is oriented.

maybe Tek became some kind of crazy disjointing contortionist. that would explain all of it.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

... Wait a minute.

[s-scratching his head.]

How many people are in here? Tek...

[heresyandlace]

[another heartfelt groan... and he paws at blankets until part of his face can appear from the depths. next to the other one.

he hardly has enough energy for a proper glare.]

--What.

[onlyanapple]

[Why is their noise? Why are their voices?]

Bugger off I want to ssssleep.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Really?

[...while it would be hypocritical of him to get mad for Tek already having someone else in his bed (regardless of what has or hasn't actually gone on there), that will not stop him from getting mad anyway. lucky for the both of them, he's feeling too gross to actually throw a fit--so he just puts his hands on his hips.]

Wow, I didn't think I'd be interrupting something.

Move over, assholes. I'm here to be nice.

[heresyandlace]

[he thinks about it. for a minute, he's just quiet. eyes closed, unmoving, he might be going back to sleep.


...but then he thinks about how much he would love to be doted on and babied right now, so he groans... and starts lethargically shoving Crowley over.

whether that means that Robin will end up as the one in the middle or he will, he doesn't care. as long as enough room is somehow cleared for Robin to fit and also stop talking.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley rolls over and overbalances, grabbing desperately to the edge of the nestbed and keeping his eyes shut. This is annoying and interrupting his sleeping.]

Snoroom, get your own nest.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[Robin ignores Crowley's discomfort, casually strips, and steps over Tek's corpselike body to forcefully squish himself in between the both of them.

he's nice and warm, boys~]

[heresyandlace]

[he's still got a near-constant and halfhearted growl going, like a crabby cat being jostled.

...but then... oh.

Robin is much warmer than that other reptile over there, so Tek snuggles up close after another moment of complaint.

yeah, fine. this is much better.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley finds cuddling distinctly undemonlike, and something to be avoided at all costs. But COILING is another matter, because that's a snake thing and thus completely allowed. Plus, Robin has body heat, which is a bonus in his mind, so he COILS a little closer. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[...well, okay. two hot guys snuggling coiling up next to him kind of makes up for the annoyance of having to deal with two of them in the first place.

he reaches over, starts running fingers through Tek's hair... while also having the gall to strike up conversation?]

So, Crowley, how've you been...?

[heresyandlace]

[--okay hairpets make him temporarily shut up.

fine. he'll stop growling for a minute. he'll even tolerate the fact that Robin is still talking.

for now.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley heaves out an annoyed sigh, because all he wants to do is sleep and conversation is not okay.]

You mean other than the deliberating illness?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Yeah, kinda. Did you want your hair petted too, or...?

[because he's offering. while he's here. this whole thing... is kind of absurdly amusing.]

[heresyandlace]

[Tek's not even going to make any smartass comments right now. isn't that great?

Robin apparently is here to make Tek less obnoxious.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley makes a sound that's far more hiss than sigh.]

No, I don't want you patting my hair. I'm not a dog.