Now with 20% more mechanical grunge!

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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.]

Comments

[bb_wolf]

He's already offered poker to me.

I know other ships have smokers. I know we have another smoker, Robin.

[mikangirl]

Not surprising. There's precious little else to do around here. Except look for forms which may or may not exist, apparently.

[She pinches the bridge of her nose.] If Robin also smokes, just follow his lead. He's the captain.

[bb_wolf]

Yeah. Starting to get that feeling.

[He reaches up to behind his ear where he knows the implant is.]

I'm not used to not having anything to do.

[mikangirl]

You and me both. [Sigh.]

What did you do before this?

[bb_wolf]

[Sigh back. He gets you.]

Sheriff. Mostly involved stopping people from killing each other over petty grievances.

[He sort of wants to say more, but he's still struggling with centuries of 'hide from the mundys, tell no one, pretend to be people'.]

[mikangirl]

No kidding? [She brightens.]

Gen-san's the sheriff of our village. Back home, I mean-- he's a friend of the family. It's a good job.

[bb_wolf]

[It is very rare that Bigby says something that cheers people up.]

Yeah. Just got done with, well, frankly a nasty fucking case. Two girls murdered, third committed suicide. Fucked up situation.

[mikangirl]

[...ouch.]

Sounds like you work in an ugly place.

[bb_wolf]

... well, it's New York City. Normally I just make sure people are doing shit like wearing clothes in public and not trying to start public duels.

[Clothes. Glamours. Safe thing, basically.]

[mikangirl]

[The clothes comment makes her grin.] Okay, maybe a bigger place then. [Amended.] Prone to more trouble.

My village generally suffered from squabbles over market prices at most. But I'm glad you don't have to deal with that kind of thing all the time.

[bb_wolf]

The community is pretty...

Diverse.

[Which is the nice way of putting it.]

Still, there's good people too.

[mikangirl]

Good to know.

[...] You know time doesn't move back home, right? Anyone told you that?

[bb_wolf]

Yeah, I was told. Pretty fucking relieved. We've just had a major shift in government and I don't wan to leave Snow to deal with that alone. People are going to get shitty and she'll need someone to bust heads.

[He doesn't mind being an enforcer for Snow. Because she wouldn't ask and doesn't need it, but it will make life easier.]

[mikangirl]

That's good. Well-- not the situation you left. But I figured knowing time stood still would at least stop you stressing too much about it.

Snow's a... deputy?

[l o l]

[bb_wolf]

Deputy mayor, which in our community basically means the mayor. She runs the place now that the last guy proved to be a giant creep who was was embezzling from the community funds.

[mikangirl]

[Oh, wrong kind of deputy. But that makes sense, given sheriffs and mayors work hand in hand.]

She's a lot better choice then, I assume.

I hope you don't get stuck here too long, even if time doesn't move. I think the quiet life up here will probably drive you nuts.

[bb_wolf]

Probably will. Still, I'm good at passing time.

[He's spent centuries alone. He can survive this place without going too crazy.]

[mikangirl]

Yeah. I can also find things to do, I guess. I'm a cartographer-- it's going to be fun working out how to map stars and not landmasses, but it's something to do.

[bb_wolf]

And no doubt you have a lot of high tech scanning stuff to do some of your mapping with.

And you'll need to map in, what's it, three dimensional space? Since, space.

[mikangirl]

[...]

You know, I haven't even thought of the idea of high tech scans. I'm too stuck on how we do it at home.

[bb_wolf]

See, I'm even more than a pretty face.

[He's not a pretty face and he knows it.]

[mikangirl]

And therefore invaluable. [Grin.] I guess I've got some homework to do, then. That sounds more fun than trying to find possibly nonexistent forms.

[bb_wolf]

You do that. Show me how to use this computer thing and I'll try and find your form for you.

[Not like he's doing anything else.]

[mikangirl]

You sure? [But she's already standing, because far be it for Nami to look a gift horse in the mouth.]

You might have better luck anyway, given I suspect you come from a place with more technology than I do. Come take a seat.

[bb_wolf]

Yeah, go on. I don't know how to use a computer, mind. Just what this thing in my head tells me. I can't even drive.

[Something about his brain refuses to understand it. It might be because his brain is fundamentally different.

It might just be because he's stubborn and refuses to learn.]

Okay. You want some kind of weapon requisition form, right? To get your custom made weather spear back.