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.]

Comments

[steeledskin]

He is blood. Kin. And gracious, as well. My little brother won't forget me.

[ almost too hopeful. ]

[princessia]

He shouldn't.

[ Then she steps further into the kitchen to do what she came here to do, which is to pour herself some tea. She tugs a stool along with her for reaching a high cupboard. ]

Were you looking for something to eat or drink?

[steeledskin]

Both. [ she frowns -- wondering if she's even the correct person to ask. ] If you don't mind.

[princessia]

I-I don't mind. I can try to cook something...

[ Her stammering probably gives off that, no, she doesn't really know how to prepare the protein blocks on the ship into something that tastes decent. She relies on her father to do the meals...

But she can easily get something to drink. ]

Do you want water or tea? There's also this fizzy orange drink...

[steeledskin]

Tea, if you please. And with honey.

[ cream, too, if it can be spared. but she's under the impression that she's already commanded enough. ]