At least there's no elevator music...

[thespaceopera]

[At least two weeks have passed since the Drift Fleet passengers woke up on this strange wing of the Marsiva... Some new passengers have even joined the group instead of being Shuffled off to a fleet ship! The large monitor in the central room remains quiet for now, so how is everyone holding up?

Have you been relaxing? Enjoying the Earth media? If you can even remember them, how have Calibrations been treating you? Has anyone started getting a little stir-crazy?

Don't worry... This ship has no shortage of mysteries, and you'll be seeing a few more soon.]


ooc: here's another mingle for the current game event! players can start or continue threads here from any point during the event. the additional setting information is still being postponed due to sickly mods, but y'all are welcome to post additional topcomments for reactions and investigation once it's up!

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[onlyanapple]

[He'll just examine his fingernails. ]

I should note I said nothing about sleeping with him, but thanks for confirming that's happening. Not that I needed it, but still.

[save_the_souls]

[.............]

You are so full of-

[ARRGH.] You know what? Fine. You got me. You finally got me. I'm sleeping with Clay- no, I'm having sex with Clay. We started about a month ago, and it's been happening regularly since then. And no, he's not my first. That happened years ago at the castle.

[AND YOU NEVER KNEW. ARSE. He grits his teeth]

Do you want me to go on or can we get back to talking about the bloody Noah?!

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley arches one eyebrow. ]

You might want to yell that a little louder, maybe the people right down the hallway didn't hear you.

Anyway, yes, you're right your love life, which for once isn't nonexistent, isn't the important thing here.

[save_the_souls]

[Yep. That sure is an annoyed sound and a rude gesture from his hand there. But right okay, moving on with what actually matters]

Right.

So setting up guards won't work while we're on the Marsiva. Any other ideas?

[onlyanapple]

Hmmm.

Bit of a tricky one, isn't it? Even I can't avoid the whole...sleeping thing. It seems no one can. But perhaps that, at least, means he won't be able to, either. Should he be in control when it's light's out time.

[save_the_souls]

That...could be true, that he couldn't stop that either.

But what if that mean he goes into other people's dreams?

[onlyanapple]

...

Do you think it's possible to set giant bear traps in people's minds?

[save_the_souls]

Uh-


...Maybe if it's a dream that'd have bear traps to begin with? [Really with people in this fleet, you never know]

[onlyanapple]

...

Yeah. I think we're pretty much screwed.

[save_the_souls]

[He gives a frustrated sound.]

No, there has to be something we can do!

[onlyanapple]

Well, playing about in your head only made matters worse.

...Don't suppose anyone here can be of any use? I dunno, magic spells, or whatever.

[save_the_souls]

I don't know-

[He gets up, stumbling a little as he does so between getting up too fast and the fever cooking him right now. Still, he feels better trying to pace]

Last time I asked, I did't get much. I mean, Robin's apparently an Exorcist- er, a priest and he did some examining to get a better idea of what's going on- but I haven't heard from him since.

But no one else comes to mind.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley's arm moves to steady him as he stumbles. It's automatic; a quiet gesture, no fanfare, just natural. When Allen steadies himself, his arms fold again. Nothing happened. Nope. ]

Might be an idea to follow him up, then. He might have found that idea.

[save_the_souls]

[Nope nothing happened at all. Allen meanwhile is trying to pace out of habit, though his steps are not very steady.]

Yeah- good idea.

I mean, assuming he's still talking to me after he found out I can see his friend...

[onlyanapple]

[Okay that's vaguely interesting, Allen, so Crowley will cock his head in Allen's direction. ]

What friend would that be?

[save_the_souls]

[And unlike his reaction about Clay- Allen decides to respond by..not responding to that question at all and go on talking to himself. It's Robin's secret after all, not Allen's]

Still, it's not like I have much of a choice, so I might as well try... [hmmm]

[onlyanapple]

[Rude, not giving him the dirt. He makes a mental note to ask Tek about it sometime. If he remembers. Which is probably won't. ]

Well, it's better than the alternative.