Action | Bloodsport is such a violent name, gosh

[mikangirl]

Who: SS Bloodsport crew and visitors!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Any time since last shuffle.

[And then the SS Bloodsport got two new crew members. Say hi to your co-pilots? Crew mingle!]

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[mikangirl]

[She's still a little disgruntled about being kidnapped by intergalactic assholes twice in a row, but then again who wouldn't be? She's grown used to life being inconvenient at best of late, and she'll still take this weird...chocolate pudding stuff and confetti over the rotted wasteland Adstring turned into.

Hmm. She sees what they say about Marsiva having all the best food.

Once she's met anyone that's there upon arrival, she goes exploring. Tiny space to sleep, check. Separate room, though, she'll take it. The shower area has a bathtub. Things are looking up already. Well, apart from the not-being-home thing. You can expect her to poke her nose into every place and into your business, guys. She's nosy like that.]

[limitstorm]

[ he blinks up at her when she barges in.

he knew someone new was on the ship, but... he didn't expect her to just peek everywhere. ]

Uh, hi? You're the new person here, huh?

[mikangirl]

One of them. [Hey Riku, I'm just gonna finish giving your room a onceover before finally glancing at you and sighing.]

Hey. I'm Nami. Apparently your new pilot.

[Or one of them, anyway.]

[limitstorm]

[ well, no sense in being rude. he dusts himself off and extends a hand to her for a handshake. ]

Nice to meet you--sorry it had to be like this. They don't usually tell us when we've got new members.

[ he tilts his head. ]

I'm Riku--security augment. I keep us safe.

[mikangirl]

[She smiles with faint exasperation at that, reaching forward to shake his hand.] Of course they don't tell you. That'd be polite.

Security, huh? Keeping us safe is reassuring.

midterms could you stop

[limitstorm]

[ he flusters a little, pink at his cheeks before he huffs, hands at his hips. ]

Well--someone's gotta make sure the ship keeps running, with our captain.

midterms never stop

[mikangirl]

[Embarrasses easily? Well, check. She grins outright.]

I'm not gonna complain. Who's the Captain?

[That, she's a little more guarded about. She already has a captain. Not this crew's fault, but it doesn't sit right.]

[pompous_today]

[Simon was a little startled when he saw an unfamiliar face looking into the medbay. He'd been playing around a little with some of the plants Beverly had cultivated for him, studying their texture, their smell and even taste, making note of anything he discovered. Simon himself still looked comparatively disheveled compared to his typical immaculately-groomed self, not that the new arrival would have any reason to know that. There were bags under his eyes and a little stubble on his jaw.]

Ah- hello. May I help you?

[mikangirl]

[This room gets a little more of a critical lookover, because while much of it is unfamiliar to her, there's still a few trappings that she recognises from Chopper's room on board the ship.]

Everyone seems surprised to see me. Don't they give you a heads up when you get new crew members?

[Rude. So's not introducing yourself, Nami, but whatever.]

You're a doctor?

[pompous_today]

Oh!

[Simon smiled apologetically.]

They do, but I must have been too absorbed in my work. I apologize. [He nodded.] I am- I'm Simon.

[mikangirl]

[Her expression turns thoughtful at that. But she smiles back after a moment.]

Well hi, Simon. I'm Nami. Pilot, apparently.

[pompous_today]

I'm glad to meet you. It'll be good to have a pilot- we've been without for a while, and I don't think any of us are much for steering ships. It seems to be able to pilot on its own just fine, but machines cannot quite replicate a person's touch.

[mikangirl]

Well, hopefully I can get the gist okay. I'm a navigator back home, too-- just of an entirely different kind of ship.

[She gives a wistful smile, and edges a bit closer to those plants he's studying.] Maybe it'll give me an edge.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[she's probably noticed a number of fishbowls on tables and counters around the ship. and on the pilot's dash, and under the communications chair, and on the floor of the hallway... the pet fish in them glow, each a different color.

which is really obvious when the lights in the hallway suddenly shut off for no apparent reason, plunging that part of the ship into a sudden darkness.]

...Ah, shit. [a voice calls out from... the engine room.] Was that the hallway?

[welcome to the Bloodsport. the fish will illuminate the way to the door.]

[mikangirl]

[She'd definitely noticed the fish, but not just how much they glowed. So there's a small delay before answering because she's leaning over to tap the side of one fishbowl, fascinated. Luffy'd love these. Before he got too hungry, anyway.

...oh right, nobody's answering that mystery voice. Hold up--]

Ah-- yeah. Hallway's dark. [Hang on, she's heading your way, heels clacking down the corridor.] That's just gonna be temporary, right?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Uh... [his voice gets echoey and muffled, but she can make it out as she's moving closer:] Probably. If I can just get this...

[oh phew, the lights flicker sluggishly back to life almost as soon as she gets to the engine room. the room itself is pretty standard, with some extra work-benches and half-finished gizmos and plans laid out on top of it. Robin himself is standing in front of an open panel in the wall, messing with some wires--but he turns and gives her a little look-over when he sees she's made it.]

Oh, hey! I sure hope you're the new guy, and not just wandering around another person's ship for kicks.

[mikangirl]

[Ah. Workshop, she guesses. She grins at that statement, leaning against the side of the doorway with a small shrug. She has kind of done that in the past, but shh.]

No, no. I'm meant to be here. In as much as any of us are, anyway--I'm Nami. Your new pilot.

[One of them, anyway.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Thank goodness.

[and that seems pretty genuine--he grabs a rag, wipes some greasy stuff off his fingers, and crosses the room to hold out his hand for a handshake.]

Pleasure to meet you, Nami. I'm the captain and engineer around here--when I'm not breaking things, anyway.

[he glances back at all of those wires...]

[wordmiser]

[What the fuck man. You shouldn't just go around walking into people's rooms!

Jinx is the one who does that!

A brief glare, then a shrug.

Aight. Whatevs. Welcome, newbie.]

[mikangirl]

[Briefest glaring match in history

Although Nami's kind of more taken aback than anything, so you know. She watches Jinx warily for a moment, then puts up a hand.]

...hey. Just looking around. That's okay, right?

[goldenglasses]

[There's a broom headed man entering your ship! Carting a couple bottles of whiskey.] Knock, knock! Whiskey godfather looking for his princess to shower with gifts!

[mikangirl]

[Are you serious


...I mean hi whiskey godfather--]

You're a wonderful man! Thank you!

[Excuse her while she snatches those bottles up and just runs off for the kitchen.

...well, you can follow if you want, I guess.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash easily let's go of the bottles when Nami takes them. Not demanding any thanks besides what was already given; just stuffs his hands into his pocket and follows her into the kitchen.]

Hope they're to your liking.

[mikangirl]

It could resemble paint thinner and it'd be to my liking. The last place I was stuck in, we didn't have alcohol. [She's rattling through the cupboards for cups, and is at least gracious enough to pull out two. And lifts the whiskey to check the label.]

I'm pretty amazed that a place in the middle of space sells whiskey, though.

[goldenglasses]

That place sounds terrible! No alcohol? Criminal!

[Vash did try to find the best the planet could offer. Which wasn't the greatest in the galaxy sadly.]

It seems no matter what planet we visit there are always a couple important discoveries. Fire and booze. The two most important things in life!