someone eat these goshdarn potatoes

[amarant]

Who: emblica
Broadcast: fleet-wide; voice
Action: it can be for the sake of threads
When: right...now. idk. sometime when the pathstone is at a waystation.

If anyone is interested in having food for their ships, I've been growing some of the vegetables that were provided at the stations. Unfortunately, I now have too many on hand, and they're becoming difficult to store. I'd appreciate if others would be willing to take some for their own ships.

[ A pause, then: ]

That is all.

Comments

[amarant]

I'd rather not deal with them.

[ Woah, that's mean. ]

[aberrant_type]

... Would you want backup?

[amarant]

If you think that would help...

[aberrant_type]

My interest is in you being comfortable.

[amarant]

...maybe another time, then. The crews are fine for now.

[aberrant_type]

Speaking of comfort, how are you feeling?

[amarant]

I'm fine. Why?

[aberrant_type]

Well... I'm feeling under the weather myself, and your crewmate recently vomited all over the floor...

[amarant]

[ --oh, like that. ]

No, I haven't been ill.

[aberrant_type]

Interesting! Let me know if anything comes up, will you?

[amarant]

Of course.

Is there anything you need help with in the meantime?

[aberrant_type]

I don't think so. When is a good time to come and collect those plants?

[amarant]

I've got free time now, or until we leave.

[aberrant_type]

Then I'll come on over.

[SHORT TIMESKIP TO ACTION???]

[amarant]

[ That works! In the hall area: ]

...it's a bit of a mess in my room, so I brought most of them out here.

[ There are a lot. All various kinds, and certainly too many for just one ship. ]

[aberrant_type]

[She looks around and... laughs a bit, in a friendly way.] I'm impressed, Emblica!

[amarant]

I've had quite a bit of time to spend on my work, lately.

[ A bit sheepish, almost. ]

[aberrant_type]

There's nothing wrong with that. You've been very productive.

[She produces... one of the mess hall cups.]

Well, I might have to go back for more of these...

[amarant]

[ Oh...yeah, maybe. ]

I could carry some over, too.

[aberrant_type]

How many do you have? Have you counted?

[amarant]

I don't really know...I just kept growing them without thinking.

A bit irresponsible, I've realized.

[aberrant_type]

Well, there are much worse things.

Why don't we sit at the galley?

[amarant]

It's preferable to starving...

That sounds fine to me.

[ It'll be nice to spend some time with someone she doesn't hate. ;; ]

[aberrant_type]

[If Emblica doesn't lead the way, Hange will. Once they're settled she looks at the smaller girl fondly. Still impossible not to think of her as just a girl in need of a friend.]

Would starving bother you?

[amarant]

[ She can lead!! c: ]

It isn't the worst way to die.