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driftfleet2014-12-02 06:18 pm
carreau) wrote in driftfleet2014-12-02 06:18 pm
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mingle post? mingle post. MINGLE POST!!
Who: you
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.
[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.
Just comment and tag around. ]
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.
[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.
Just comment and tag around. ]
open & action on ss bishop
and so ella of frell who'd just like. slept most the last month away finally awakes and adjusts her space jump suit while trying not to wander around thinking i'm wearing pants and finding that both amusing and... weird. it's like being in disguise all the time, only with her hair down. only when she's in the galley staring at everything she (thankfully) knows how to operate, she can't help sighing again. )
If only there were a proper kitchen in these ships...
( not that she thinks they're much better in actual boats, but who knows, maybe they are. she's never been on one. still... challenge accepted. mandy would despair of this then deal with what she had, so ella simply would too. )
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Woooow, you finally woke up! You must have been really tired~
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Oh, hey! You're here?
[she... might still have some confetti in her hair.]
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Well hello there, stranger.
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network - voice
[there's a lengthy pause where the transmission should have ended, but...]
Alternatively, if there are any crazy people around, they might be just as helpful.
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[that's all he really has to say, he's pretty sure.]
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What's up?
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[ Strangely enough, what greets you isn't a person, but the view of the back of one, from a few feet away from the nearest communication station. (It rhymes, how nifty.) Because he's standing-- well, pacing-- and far away from the camera, his head isn't visible, but he seems to be wearing relatively unremarkable clothing.
Also he has a tail.
It looks soft.
And an instant later, he seems to notice that there's something watching him (as much as a machine can do that), but before he can make it to the camera to turn it off, something else-- black and inky, yet somehow solid-- makes it there first, cutting the feed, though not before a voice can be heard: ]
Hey, don't do--
action - ss blue fish
[ There is a new person aboard your ship. He is completely unremarkable, outside the fact that he is clearly not human (weird animal ears and tail? check), and also there is a weird black dog hanging around next to him.
...this is a pet-friendly establishment, right?
So yup this is your new pal, let's all get along? He doesn't know if there are others on the ship or not, but...well, he'll learn soon enough, eh? ]
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Ah...hello?
[Was someone there with a dog? Or did he really not get enough sleep last night?]
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Do you have a cat with you?
( That wasn't really his tail was it )
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network | video
he'll keep checking the network on and off over the day to see if the creature(s?) ever reappear.]
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anyone feel like being a punching bag
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Do people respond to these sorts of requests with "yes?"
Sincerely confused,
Ella
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SS Bishop - Action
Wha-- Not again!
[...and she can only talk in a whisper. alas.]
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Also confetti-d, but he doesn't mind that either. ]
Welcome, welcome~ Nice to meet you!
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waystation action;
[Rin is clinging to one of the fences, her feet resting on the bottom slat and her arms hooked around a higher slat so she can just hang... and stare... and hang... and stare...
... Eventually an ostrich takes notice of her and stalks like a tall bird-dinosaur on over to take a look at the tiny human.
It stares at Rin...
She stares at it...
It stares at Rin...
She stares at it...
It stares at Rin and then - it lunges.
Rin promptly falls backwards off the fence.]
Eeee!
[MAN SHE HOPES NOBODY HEARD THAT SILLY NOISE]
option 2.
[Okay she's established that she's kind of scared of ostriches. Even though she wants to pet one too. Ride one... pet ostrich...
So she's left the ostriches behind to go chill under one of the trees in the courtyard. She took a deck of simple four-suit playing cards with her, and is slowly playing her way through a game of solitaire now, looking very serious about the whole process.]
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[Solitaire is played. Nothing too bad has happened. She's leaning back against the tree now, eyes closed... looks like she's pretty much asleep.
There's no more kidnappers around, right?]
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imagine if she meets a penguin one day.
they're also astonishingly fast, as she witnesses up close when one charges another young woman at the fenceline. Ella hurries over, dressed in her clothes from home (she's much more comfortable in them). A dress is what it is! From, you know, medieval fantasy sort of magic times. )
You didn't accidnetally insult him, did you? ( there's a small smile and a wink, before she glances at the ostrich and waves her hand at it in a shooing motion. it opens it's beak and sort of... hisses at them. ) That's quite enough out of you! It's rude to rush a lady.
( another joke, but hey. she's trying. )
Are you alright, miss?
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Action
[As usual, Kaneis is more than happy to get off his ship for awhile and explore the new waystation- especially now that he's finally better from that illness. He's never seen ostriches before, and that gives him pause - but you know, when you're from a land full of dragons and plant monsters, they are hardly the weirdest things he's ever seen - so he doesn't dwell on it much.]
[Instead, he spends more of his time focusing on the wears. Books, leather clothing- anything that wasn't at the previous stations that might be useful....even if with slight disdain. But hey, least it's something that he's certain came from a living creature this time]
[....It's depressing his standards have gotten that low]
[ B. SS. Wonderduck ]
[Sometime later he's back on the ship, after being able to barter for some meat at a discounted price (well, if you call what he does bartering). He seems to be taking advantage of their kitchen upgrade to attempt cooking with the space vegetables and tallbird meat. Maybe it doesn't smell like a five star meal, but it definitely smells like food]
[He's also got that shopping network thing on, his communicator propped up with the salt shakers as he cooks, watching it whenever he has a moment because hey, he's never seen something like this before! Plus it's kind of bizarre some of the stuff that appears on there...]
...Huh. I had no idea that Wonderchef guy had such expensive clothing taste.
a)
[ the perils of being a child on an interstellar adventure. none of this comes in pink and she's very sad. she loves pink! it's her favorite color! she holds up yet another bright red jacket and makes a face at it. ]
There's too many zippers...
[ so she slowly sets it down. ... and sees kaneis. she blinks, looks at the jacket, and then looks back at him. in her incredibly adept fashion sense, this would look good on him. ]
Ah, Mr. Redhead! Are you looking for something?
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action at the way station
...but it probably is kind of funny-looking. ]
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Which of you is winning?
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action at the ostrich farms!
THEY ARE RIDICULOUS. look at how tall they are! they're like long-necked chickens with weird little bald heads! and lizard feet! why are they so fluffy? GODS, they're the most hilarious thing he's seen in a long time!]
--That's a bird? You gotta be fucking joking me--!
[whew, WHEW, holding his sides as he tries not to keel into another gigglefit--BUT LOOK THEIR TAILFEATHERS WHY ARE THEY SO DJFLSKsdkfjsflsfsjdl]
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Pretty funny, huh?
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action | waystation
and he's also starving because of said energy burn. also the whole puking up things that he kind of needed thing.
so Tek can be found out under the (fake) sunshine, chowing down on a shank of ostrich. he'd tried to find a nice peaceful corner to hide in, but the yards are so much smaller now. he'll have to work with what he's got. which leaves him visible to passersby as he gnaws on meat that seems a little bit too rare, with teeth that are a little bit too sharp. working very hard not to get any of it on his good clothes.]
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That looks pretty good~ How is it?
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...so the elf is soon posing and flaunting in front of some little shop's floor-length mirror, decked out in a rainbow of accessories, having entirely lost what he'd come there for in the first place. the shop owner is just letting him do his thing, really hoping that he'll buy it all.
Nel, of course, is broke. but that doesn't stop him twirling around with his boa, beaded and feathered jewelry jingling from his ears and neck and wrists. totally absorbed in his own reflection.]
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Well, well. Having fun?
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[Coil has been saving up his money for very important things, and the time has finally come.
he probably looks like a good crewmate, buying up an enormous amount of ostrich meat and other parts to hike home. luckily, the fact that the bits are not bound for the kitchen is a secret.
his money fortunately buys him an entire ostrich leg (foot and all), bones, bits of hide and feathers, and several pounds of organ meat. he's able to even pick up a few jars of ostrich-related condiments... which are totally going to get dumped out so he can use the jars as soon as he gets home.
unfortunately, however... the crappy plastic bag they've given him is not built to hold this much meaty cargo... and so of course it busts open right in the middle of the mall as he tries to lug it back.]
→ ss red fish
[by the time Coil makes it back to the ship, he is tired, angry, and dirtied with blood that is hopefully not his. his arms are precariously full of meat and junk, all wrapped in the remnants of a plastic bag.
this is all immediately trucked into the lab, where he begins to set the pieces up on the table. totally innocently. nothing weird is going to happen in here at all.]
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With his vessel in tow, of course.
Says the vessel: ]
Do you need any help picking it all up-- stop trying to steal it! I mean, it's probably hard to carry all at once, so.
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[Once Hange cottoned on to the fact that they were selling fried ostrich, she got herself some of that as fast as she reasonably could. She has a big carton of it and she's slowly chewing through it, luxuriating in the food - real food! And meat like this hard to come by even at home! and the grease and the salt and all of it... just... all of it. Her eyes hood like a satiated cat as she cycles the bones to the side and moves on to more meat.
She's also leaned against the fence, watching the tallbirds go by.]
Aren't you precious... hey, do you know I'm eating one of your brothers or sisters?
[Gosh!! No she's just so content right now.]
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[Waystations are so nice. Since she's feeling better, she's going to try varying it up a little by doing some... parkour running.
There's enough planes and jumps around here to make a reasonable go of it. And she wouldn't call it parkour, but she's very accustomed to this kind of work, since scouts have to hop rooftop to rooftop sometimes, at least if they're fighting titans in town.
So, at any time, Hange might be barreling at you. Or barreling around you as she weaves through irritated people on her little workout fun trip.]
Whoops, 'scuse me! [But she's not stopping no matter how near the collision was, bounding away to bounce over more park benches and up more ramps and so on and so on. You'll have to yell at her or chase her down to get her attention.]
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[ A bit dryly. ]
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