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[catamite]

Who: Nel and the network, also a ship mingle!
Broadcast: Video to the whole network
Action: SS Three Twins
When: Anytime early in the week

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[it has taken him months, but Nel is finally getting brave enough to really use the network. the fact that he mysteriously knows how the whole thing works, and the fact that it might come with some sort of responsibility still terrifies him... but he's at least getting used to the feeling.

so, sometime in the late morning, there's a scruffy little guy with piercings and pointy ears smiling over the network. a little awkward, but he's trying--putting on his best charming smile for the camera.]

Hi, um... everybody, I guess. My name is Nel, and I'm on the... [give him a sec] ...Three Twins? Which, I think is a weird name, but. Whatever. Also, I guess I know about, like... communication stuff, so there's that.

And I haven't said anything on this thing yet, so... I guess that's what this is! So... yeah. ...Hi.


→ Action; SS Three Twins
[so far, the elf has done a good job of sleeping a lot, slinking in and out of the ship without bothering anyone, and generally trying to make himself as invisible and unobtrusive as possible. it's an old, bad habit. and it's only now that he's starting to feel okay with the world enough to relax a little.

which means he's actually lazing around at the comm station today, leaving his nervous little message on the network and surfing around through files and old recordings. just spacing out, looking like he's just rolled out of bed...

and also not wearing any pants.

he's got some absolutely enormous t-shirt on from who-knows-where, but that makes it hard to tell if he's wearing anything else at all. there's definitely no pair of pants, though. that much is certain. and he doesn't seem to notice.]

(ooc: also this is totally a SS Three Twins mingle post, so make your own threads if you want to as well!)

Comments

Video

[save_the_souls]

[Hey, he remembers seeing this guy on a waystation! He also knows that's Ino's ship, so might as well say hi. So he turns on his own feed and smiles]

Hello Nel. It's nice to see you on the communicator! I'm Allen.

Video

[catamite]

Oh hi, Allen!

[he recognizes the face, but not the specifics. because he is just so alert and on top of things always.]

...Yeah, I guess I should probably watch this thing more, huh?

[ha, small awkward laugh.]

Video

[save_the_souls]

Perhaps, but it's understandable! I forget to turn my on a lot too.

Video

[catamite]

Yeah...

[he agrees even though forgetting is not the problem at all. but he'll try to pretend, since he figures that's the more normal reason.]

It's easy to get distracted, I guess...

action 5ever

[ino]

[ She was wandering the ship, because .... there's not much else to do, and the shopping network on TV is starting to piss her off. So she'll be heading to the comm station to see if there's anything interesting going on on the network, and ... ]

...

[ Nel ..... are you ... in your jammies? No, this is too cute .... she's trying to stifle a laugh before she says anything ]

Good morning, Nel.

[catamite]

[him all slumped and squinting at the comm station, one leg folded up, the other dangling lazily... yeah totally only mostly awake and still in his jammies. or, what counts as them, anyway. pants don't seem to be part of the jammies equation today.

but he sits up pretty quick, like he forgot that other people lived here, and swivels the chair enough to turn to look over at her.]

--Oh! [he puts on a smile, pretends to be awake] ...Y'elurah haieh, Ino.

[ino]

Finding anything interesting?

[ She'll just wander on in, not really bothered by his (apparent) lack of pants, running her fingers through her hair absently ]

[catamite]

Kind of. ...Guess I didn't realize how many people there actually were in these little ships.

[he pages through a cryptic little graphic on the screen that apparently makes perfect sense to him now, presumably showing off all the frequencies in the area]

...They're mostly talking about food right now, I think. So... yeah.

['interesting' is maybe not the best word for it.]

video;

[idealistic]

That is a weird name. Aren't there supposed to be two twins?

[ Lloyd asking the important questions ]

video;

[catamite]

Right??

[this is what he's saying]

Isn't there, like... a whole other word when there's three of them?

video;

[idealistic]

[ DON'T WORRY BRUH HE GETS YOU ]

Yeah! It's supposed to be triples or something like that. [ triplets, Lloyd, triplets. ]

I wonder if the guy who named all the ships didn't know that either.

video;

[catamite]

Triples, yeah!

[that must be it! sounds almost right.]

But he knew enough to decide to try and name the ship after them? That's just weird.

voice;

[payback]

[Vaguely amused.]

They're all weird names.

voice;

[catamite]

[he perks up a little when he hears the familiar voice]

Yeah but, like... when fish are red, they're called 'red fish.' I don't think there even are 'three twins.'

[payback]

I'm pretty sure if there are three twins, you call 'em triplets.

[catamite]

Triplets! [--ha, he knew there was a word for it]

See? That's what I mean. It would make sense if it was called the Triplets, or something.

action

[mirroromirror]

[ miyuki has usually kept to herself, which is... unusual for her. she's usually all up in other people's business, but being jumped from one ship to the next has left her a little shy.

so she's venturing out a little, and--ah!

it's that guy! ]

You're on the same ship as me!

action

[catamite]

[he straightens up quick in his seat as the voice startles him out of his lazy state, and he swivels the chair enough to face her better.

still not thinking about the fact that he's missing half of his clothes.

he looks surprised... but it's more the kind where he's trying to remember if she's supposed to be on this ship or not. since he's so good at keeping track of these things.]

--Oh! Hi. Yeah. ...I am.

[...in fact, he's only mostly sure that he even ended up on the right ship after he went out last night. hmm.]

action

[mirroromirror]

W-wagh!

[ miyuki, however, is very aware that he's not wearing pants. she blushes and shuts her eyes quickly, clapping her hands over them as well. ]

You're not wearing pants!

action

[catamite]

[he looks down at himself like he's just shocked at what she's accusing him of.]

I have underwear on...

[he lifts his shirt to prove it! probably totally inappropriately revealing his cute little black trunks to a near-stranger.]

video

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[...pfft, he laughs turns on the feed so that he can smile charmingly back at him.]

Hi, Nel.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Nel picked the wrong ship to try to live on and stay quiet and out of the way. As Vash will not allow that sort of behavior while he's around. Over the past few weeks Nel has probably had to put up with Vash greeting him loudly in the halls and patting his shoulder from time to time.

Today Vash was just leaving the pilot area and humming a soft tune to himself with arms stretched behind his head. At first he walks right by the comm station, then the humming suddenly stops as he walks backwards to peer back inside. His face lighting up when he realizes - yes, that was Nel he saw in there.]

Well, hey there! Don't usually see you in here very often!

[Action]

[catamite]

[startling a little, he swivels his chair around so he can see who's there, but he relaxes pretty quickly. he at least trusts Vash, more or less, and so gives him a sleepy smile.]

Oh, uh... yeah. Thought I'd do something different today, I guess.

[a little shrug to accompany the white lie that follows--] I was getting bored... so yeah.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah. Even though we're always traveling being stuck on this ship all the time can be really dull. Makes me twitchy to do something new myself.

But good news! I was checking some of the maps and we should be in range to land on a new planet soon!

[Action]

[catamite]

[he does brighten up a little, despite himself.]

Really? ...I hope it's somewhere good. [kicking his legs a little, regardless of his pantslessness.]