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reconstitution) wrote in
driftfleet2015-08-04 01:10 pm
Well, this is.. horrible.
Who: SS Caprine & visitors
Broadcast: ???
Action: All aboard
When: 8/3
[Dread is probably not a good feeling to have in the face of actually having something resembling a 'team' now. Unfortunately, the way this place seems to love uprooting and depositing people out of nowhere into unfamiliar territory, and it sets him on edge.
His eyes narrow as he looks around yet another place he's unaccustomed, being bombarded by-- colorful shreds of paper and overly-cheerful music. And even more people. Once again, he longs for the familiar weight of a weapon in his hand, but this fleet just loves to suck the comfort out.
At least this is a more permanent residence? Time would tell on that one.]
Broadcast: ???
Action: All aboard
When: 8/3
[Dread is probably not a good feeling to have in the face of actually having something resembling a 'team' now. Unfortunately, the way this place seems to love uprooting and depositing people out of nowhere into unfamiliar territory, and it sets him on edge.
His eyes narrow as he looks around yet another place he's unaccustomed, being bombarded by-- colorful shreds of paper and overly-cheerful music. And even more people. Once again, he longs for the familiar weight of a weapon in his hand, but this fleet just loves to suck the comfort out.
At least this is a more permanent residence? Time would tell on that one.]

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Oh, hey. Welcome to the Caprine. Who are you?
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Immediately, she is deemed nonthreatening for the time being. Until he is proven otherwise.]
..Winter.
[Once again, silently grateful for Allen at least giving him something he can tell people. Even if it's not really a name. It's his.]
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Winter, huh... I'm Nightingale. Nice to meet you.
Lunch is almost ready, if you're hungry.
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Nightingale. [A nod.]
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We've got pasty shit and fish, so I hope you like fish.
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[He's not sure what she means about the 'pasty shit' part, but if it was anything like the rations that were provided on the Marsiva? It was okay..
Soon he'll learn to raise his standards, but for now? Absolutely unaware.]
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You'll need a tour of the ship, too, huh...
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[It was a finite area, after all. Even if she didn't want to, he would get by on his own just fine.]
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Let's get to the kitchen first, we can eat and walk.
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[She turns and starts walking, leading first to the kitchen, where there's a few fish skewers out still cooking... Which she then waves a hand, and they float over for Nightingale to pick them out of the air, and then hold a couple out to him.]
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He watches her move the fish, and immediately goes on alert- he's not really come across anyone who could do that.. Not that he can recall, anyway. So it's more than a little surprising.
Uncertain of whether this was a test or not, he looks between her and the fish before reaching out to take one.]
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[she lets him take it! she is actually a really good cook so they are fucking delicious.]
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[The food is warm and fairly easy to eat, so that's a plus. The texture is infinitely better than what was on the Marsiva, though he wouldn't complain, regardless.
He lets out a small noise of appreciation as he slowly chews and swallows the first bite.]
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[That's a weird way of phrasing it- in fact, that sounds like how she phrases that.]
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You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but... Why aren't you sure?
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Can you tell me about where you're from?
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