get your mingle on

[curiositykilledthecats]

Who: SS Huntress and visitors
Broadcast: N
Action: Ship mingle!
When: Time is an illusion

[So, we've been returned to our ships, and they're all different now! Having lower ceilings must suck for those of you who are actually not tiny.]

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[curiositykilledthecats]

[Your resident tiny, tiny adult is taking advantage of the return to immediately find her sword and shield again and make sure they're unchanged. If you're looking for her, she can be found on the bridge of the ship, polishing them.]

[princessia]

[ Elize is roaming the ship with her brand new(?) doll her arms, checking on her crewmates. She doesn't remember seeing Miah with a sword and shield before, even though she told her that she's a paladin. She assumes she received a gift from their hosts as well. ]

...Did you just find that here too?

[curiositykilledthecats]

I did not.

[She pockets her polishing rag, pulling out a small white container.]

This was what I found left in my room. I had not realized we had all received such gifts.

[princessia]

There's probably a basket for you, somewhere. Maybe you got something from home.

[ She gives the doll in her arms a light squeeze, frowning. Receiving a gift from their hosts hasn't cheered her up much, despite the fact she's clinging to her doll now like it were the real Teepo. ]

[curiositykilledthecats]

I did.

[She pockets the container again, placing a finger to the white markings on her face.]

They were but paints.

[princessia]

[ She cants her head slightly, eyes following Miah's finger. ]

For... face paint? Do the markings mean something?

[curiositykilledthecats]

[She inclines her head, taking a moment before responding.]

They can have many meanings. As war paint, to give Menphina's protection, or to mark a clan. To we Miqo'te, these paints are a vital part of our culture.

[princessia]

Oh...

[ Miqo'te. She'd been wondering what to call her. She was too shy to ask about it before. ]

What do yours mean?

[curiositykilledthecats]

[That gets a faint smile out of her, like there's a joke poor Elize isn't privy to.]

Mine are the same as my wife's.

[It's not even subtle as a deflection, but she doesn't seem to be willing to say any more on that subject.]

[princessia]

Huh? Umm...

[ That doesn't answer her question at all and now she has another question in mind. She might be getting the message that Miah doesn't want to talk further about it. Sort of. Elize just looks confused. ]

Okay...?

[curiositykilledthecats]

Worry not. You may yet find out one day.

[princessia]

[ And Elize still has that same lost and confused stare. She lowers her gaze in a failed attempt to hide her expression and scuffs the floor with her heel. ]

I guess?

[curiositykilledthecats]

[Miah just lifts a hand to pat Elize on the head.]

Have you been well since our return from the Marsiva?

[princessia]

[ She tilts her gaze slightly upwards at Miah. She doesn't have to crane her neck much or at all, unlike she does with the much taller adults. ]

I've been fine. I'm glad we're back on our own ships.

[curiositykilledthecats]

[don't crane your neck, elize, make the other adults get on your level]

I am sorry I was distant during our time on the Marsiva. I sought clues to our hosts, yet found nothing.

[princessia]

[ Luckily the nicer adults do. If not, too bad she doesn't have Teepo to scream at their face... ]

Don't worry.

[ Searching for clues is important! But too bad for the lack of results. Elize hasn't figured anything out of use either, like what was the point of people going into people's minds. ]

I think I had some dreams while I was on the Marsiva, but I don't remember anything about them.

[frigidaire]

[ Isaac is still new to this whole "you're on a spaceship" thing, and he pauses when he sees her polishing her sword and shield. he really wanted to go back to his room, but ... ]

That's not threatening at all.

[ he's new, forgive him. he's not always a jerk. but maybe it's the height of the ceiling that makes this 6'2" newbie cranky. ]

[curiositykilledthecats]

[Miah has to look way up to see him- She's 4'11, not counting the cat ears (and her outfit probably deserves some note too). Another new person? She has to wonder where they all came from.]

... That is good? It is not meant to be.

[Also, she may not be the best with sarcasm.]

[frigidaire]

[ in many cases, he's seen weirder things, but it doesn't change the fact that she's cleaning a sword in minimal clothing on a space ship.

what is his life. ]

...Uh, right. It kind of is, because I'm pretty sure not everyone is used to seeing-- [ she has cat ears, is she a person? an animal? a hybrid? sorry, Isaac isn't always the most intuitive ] -- people cleaning their weapons out in the open. I mean, is that a real sword?

[curiositykilledthecats]

It is.

[She holds it up, blade pointed downwards, so he can take a better look at it. Her shield is rather ornate and fancy, but the sword is very plain.]

Having been bereft of it for over a moon now, I must be certain our captors did not tamper with it while I was unable to see.

[frigidaire]

[ he backs up a little when she raises the sword, no matter how small or harmless she might look. he's been stabbed before. a lot. and he knows it does not feel good. he also knows that the smallest of people should not be underestimated. ]

I doubt they did. Would ruin the whole badass look they probably like. I mean they got for irony, right?