oo3 / mingle

[interspace]

WHO Crew of the Golden + visitors
BROADCAST N/A
ACTION On the Golden!
WHEN From today (8/1) to the end of the month.

[ Come one, come all to the glorious Golden! Except for the fact that they're putting all the resources into Recreation now that beds have been acquired. Not so glorious. Gutsy Golden! Yes, let's go with that. ]

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[unconfines]

[Avoiding the medical lab! He should be offended. It's almost like you don't want to talk to your new coworker, Pamchadra.

Luckily, he's really good at just, like, inflicting himself on other people.]

Hello! [He's bright and cheerful, his smile wide.] I thought there was a shiny new face skulking about.

[deviantqueen]

[It's your fault for being lab support, Anders. Otherwise she'd just show up out of nowhere and grump in your general direction.

...wait, she's going to do that anyways.]

Unfortunately. [Ugh, why are you cheerful, human.] Who might you be?

[unconfines]

Fortunately for us, I think.

[Literally nothing will stop him from making vague passes at strangers. He dips into a half-bow, tipping an imaginary hat.]

You can call me Anders, lab support and acting captain of the floating tin can we call home here. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

[deviantqueen]

Unfortunately for me.

[She does not notice vague passes made at her or if she does, she chooses to ignore them.]

You may refer to me as Mula and I am also lab support, though I have no plans to step foot in that lab.

[unconfines]

Mula. [He straightens, rocking up on the balls of his feet.] Something wrong with my lab? Our lab now, I suppose. I've kept it swept and everything.

[He doesn't use the tools it carries very much, strictly speaking, just because he prefers to use what he's comfortable with, but as far as he's aware it's hardly offensive, as far as labs go.]

[deviantqueen]

There's nothing wrong with it as far as I've seen. I just do not like labs.

[Understatement of the year.]

[unconfines]

Not used to all the blinking lights and sharp, pointy objects either, eh?

[He doesn't actually understand natural aversion to labs all that well— the fleet is his first exposure to them in any official capacity, and he's more of a field medic as a rule, anyway.]

Your prerogative, I suppose. Not as if you can't check a headache just as easily anywhere else on the ship. But I can always string some decorations up for you, liven up the place.

[That's a joke, if the curved half-grin wasn't evidence enough.]

[deviantqueen]

Actually, it's quite the opposite. I'm very used to all of that.

[Which is the problem, really. Being raised to be experimented on didn't leave her with good memories.]

As much as I appreciate the sentiment, I'll find somewhere else on the ship to work. Hopefully, that won't be too much of a problem for you, captain?

[unconfines]

All I care about is making sure we get this glorified tin can from one place to another with all its pieces intact. And people, incidentally.

[He shrugs. The whole captain gig is still something he's struggling with, but he is at least trying. It only counts for so much, though.]

So long as you help us along with that, I couldn't give two figs where you do it. Lab would've gotten cramped with the two of us in there all the time, anyhow.