JULY PLANET MINGLE

[save_the_souls]

Who: YOU. ME. EVERYONE.
Broadcast: IF YOU WANT
Action: YEAH!!!!!
When: July!

[Congratulations to the crews that did not get themselves blown up! Welcome to the Blue Planet, a planet full of charming islands and even less charming weather patterns! Are you going to take the time to enjoy the beach? Help out with the local Nunnilis population? Get caught in a storm with another person and have a rating boosting sexual tension moment? The world's your oyster!]

[Yeah in other words: ITS A MINGLE GET IN HERE]

[July Planet Info!]

Comments

[destinyembrace]

Bare-bones? Really? You've flown other ships?

[Tell her more!!]

Wow. So they can talk and stuff?

[openhands]

[Cassandra joins her by the rest area, getting herself a drink.]

Well met. Which ship were you assigned to?

[openhands]

I didn't say I'd used the pointy end.

[openhands]

Read? No. It's my preference when there is time to spare, but I have not had the luxury of it for a while.

[catamite]

[he startles a little out of his staring, but his brain is still out on the ocean when he turns toward the voice.]

--Huh?

[and, oh god, he blinks as he actually looks at Ray's poor skin.]

Oh, gods above... what happened to you?

[save_the_souls]

[Meanwhile he's oblivious to her trying to read it. Probably for the best]

Not really. I'm fine being single.

[save_the_souls]

Fish-

[He turns to look, half hoping it'll be food (nevermind Aang's hippie vegetarian ways)- but it surprised to see glowing fish instead]

Ah! Are they actually glowing?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Relative to your world, it is. But just because I don't like it doesn't make it wrong.

[You have to learn to accept these things or else they just fester.]

[forgetyourusedtobe]

When did that happen?

[Elena is faking her concern. The beauty of being a vampire means she doesn't have to worry too much about that kind of food.]

[tothefly]

Dangerous words, Captain. Remember what they got you last time.

[He's got more expressions than she does, she thinks, watching his face go from a playful scowl to something gentler, an easy grin. When he looks at her, there's still hints of that smile lingering on her face, but a thoughtfulness about her eyes.]

Really? I haven't tried that one yet.

[She leans over towards him, reaching for the glass.]

[tothefly]

Most of the magic users here are from a medieval parallel, from what I gather. Yours was more advanced?

[experiencepoints]

Yeah, it's seriously weird to hear about all that. It's like I'm surrounded by period dramas.

It was. Cars, skyscrapers, internet, all that on the technology front. We had monster wards and shit around the cities, too, and we powered a lot of our machines with magic.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Elena laughs a little.]

Don't jinx yourself.

[tothefly]

It's real enough. You know, assuming any of this is real at all.

[She's still not necessarily sold on that, especially given some of the things she's seen. And people. Or people substitutes. One gothy elf boy and a fake ocean? Nothing on a pony with an accordion. Shrugging herself, Natasha stands, picking up her wrap and tying it around her waist. Now apparently fully dressed, she heads towards him, hand on a hip.]

Never going to enjoy it dressed like that, either. Let's go find you something to wear.

[nextlineis]

Whoa, hey, hey, hey. Don't talk shit about my coach. [Mostly because you could accidentally summon Caesar by saying things like that. You don't want that.] You won't find a better fighter, Ripple user, or coach than Lisa Lisa. She could end you not just without breaking a sweat, but with just a pinky.

You wouldn't last a day if you were her student.

[tothefly]

[The big guy connects with Coil's temple before he ends up doubled over himself, and Nat spares another glance over before dealing with the guys in front of her. Apparently the guy she'd hit had friends of his own--brothers, she thinks, they look related, but maybe it's just the scowls--and now she was the center of attention.

She glances up again and sees another guy going to kick her fellow fleetmate, looks back just in time to block a blow from a guy in front of her. Another grabs her from behind and lifts, and she kicks out in front of her, knocking the first one back. She follows that with a snap of her head, and she feels the nose of the guy holding her break as he curses, throwing her sideways at the bar.

Bright side, she's now near her original goal. Less bright, she lands the wrong way on the edge of the bar, one arm trapped beneath her, and she can feel something snap as she hits the hard wood and bounces off, landing on her knees cradling it.

Yep. Day ruined.]

[ino]

Yeah, you can do just about anything you want to customize. Another ship has a full speaker system installed in it.

[mortalcoil]

[he nods, because... yeah. that's a sentiment he can get behind. he also assumes it's probably a simple answer for a more complicated thought, which he also sympathizes with.]

'Done with the small ships?'

[and 'small' is emphasized, to carry the weight that he means it with.]

[preformthisneigh]

Heh, I know I sure could.

[Because moving around is a lot easier than settling down and making actual ties. ]

Well, I guess it'd be better if we could choose where to go.

B

[unbearablynaive]

That's a fair enough answer, and it satisfies him enough that he nods. "Isolation brings alienation. For that reason alone, I'm glad we have the opportunity to visit other planets and meet other forms of sapient life."

wrap!

[unbearablynaive]

[Some parts of the ocean are shallow! Though in either case, he observes the light absorption into her gem curiously and then offers her his hand.]

This way, please.

[preformthisneigh]

[It'd be a breakception, or something. ]

There you go! You got it!

[The pony pulls some confetti from seemingly nowhere, them showering down on her in a multi-coloured deluge of weirdness. ]

[preformthisneigh]

[Cheese sits somewhat patiently, watching the shuttle seal with barely constrained glee. ADVENTURING! ]

So, do we have any idea what the big red button does, or is it going to be a surprise for us all?

[catamite]

[he pales, despite his sunburn, and shakes his head!]

I'm pretty bad at lifting stuff...

[mortalcoil]

[that one--he points when the animal finally guesses correctly.

...oh heaven help him if he's stuck playing a game of charades with a horse for an hour.]