Now with 20% more mechanical grunge!

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Bloodsport Crew, ASSEMBLE.
Broadcast: Maybe??
Action: The ship (or on a station I'm not picky)
When: After all that Marsiva nonsense

[GOOD MORNING, EVERYONE. instead of waking up in the cold, super-sterilized rooms of the Marsiva, you come to back in your very own room on the Bloodsport! some of you have never met each other, and a few of you have never even stepped foot on the ship before... but it's never too late to explore and greet your neighbors!

and in case anyone was wondering, yes, there are still a dozen fishbowls scattered around the ship. the glowing fish inside them seem perfectly fine. you may all rest easy, or wonder why the hell there are so many fish on this ship in the first place.]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[hugging isn't really his thing. the few hugs he received as a child were always coupled with anxiety or frustration. it took him a while to get used to Finch, the little ones, and then the rest of his siblings giving him hugs... but then they all died, and the gesture always left a bad taste in his mouth after that.

because people always seemed to disappear, after he gets to hugging them. maybe it's mostly subconscious, but even here it scares him just a little bit.

but he's missed people too, in a way, like his friends and his crew. he's missed feeling appreciated, missed having anyone who'd come looking for him. so he puts a hand gently on the back of her head while she's buried at his shoulder, and squeezes back just as gratefully, and waits just a little bit longer than he has to, because this is important for both of them.]

Your friend was right. That exceptional part of you is... pretty obvious, to me.

[versusnurture]

You're sweet.

[It comes out muffled, but that doesn't really matter. She doesn't need to be articulate right now, just like he doesn't need to be clever. Sometimes it's okay to just - be yourself, even if just for a minute.]

[He's never getting rid of her now.]

[She tucks her chin up on his shoulder and looks past him at the wall.]

Stupid, but sweet.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hey, hey. Don't push it.

[he tries to sound annoyed, but it doesn't quite go all the way... still, he finally lets go of her and leans away again. he's starting to get self-conscious, and he should really quit while he's ahead.]

Third door on the left.

[versusnurture]

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