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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[bolder]

[Toph's getting irritated, both at his irritation with her and the way he's handling it. Never mind the fact that she know's he probably right and he's perfectly valid in his reaction towards her. Actually he's handling it very damn well.

Sadly, this is Toph and none of that really means anything to her right now. She glares at him, immediately turning to the door.]

Fine. Consider me gone. [With a flick of her hand, his door is pried open and she leaves, at least civil enough to slam it shut behind her.]