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[dancingmd]

Who: Everyone!!!
Broadcast: No
Action: The Iskaulit
When: For the rest of the month

[Now that we've all had time to settle back into our ships, let's see what's going on over on the Iskaulit! For the new folks, there are already a few establishments and projects going on, but there's plenty of room for everyone, either to join in or to build their own thing. So mingle away!]

Comments

Gardens

[dancingmd]

[Beverly can be found in the afternoons happily tending the plants in the community gardens she and Ino have established. For now, they consist of a lot of desert plants from the dusty moon, as well as a few tropical ones from the ocean planet. Any new contributions are always welcome, and she will be more than thrilled to talk to anyone who is interested in helping out.

Or maybe you want to just take a nice stroll in a more natural environment. Either way, you won't be bothering her in the slightest.]

[hitbyakar]

[ Lisa Lisa's here for more of the latter than anything. Though she's a little bit confused by the selection, here ... it's not really like anything in the gardens that were maintained on the island she lived on. (Then again, Venice wasn't exactly tropical or a desert.)

She doesn't speak up or announce her presence; rather, she seems busy staring down a rather large specimen of cactus, sunglasses resting on the top of her head. ]

[dancingmd]

[At first, Beverly, absorbed as she is in her task of pruning dead leaves (of which there are less than she expected, given their enforced month away from the Iskaulit), doesn't notice the other woman. It's only after she works her way from the tropical plants to the desert ones that she sees the stranger attempting to have a staring contest with one of her plants. She sets down her scissors, wipes her forehead, and walks over with an amused look on her face.]

Who's winning?

Gardens

[reconstitution]

[ With all that's happened the past few months, it's really no surprise that he hasn't bothered actually exploring the Iskaulit. He's still working on exercising his freedom, but it's a step.

The plants catch his attention, so he wanders around the gardens, looking at all the different specimens that have been collected. He does recognize a few of the different cacti, but his attention is taken by the tropical plants. It's not fresh air, but it still has something of the same effect. ]

[hitbyakar]

[ She didn't really mean to be staring at it so intensely, she just. Is intense. All the time. That's what she does.

But when Beverly approaches her, she'll turn to look away from the plant and at her instead. She has a friendly enough manner about her, anyways. ]

Pardon?

[dancingmd]

[Beverly is in the process of repotting some of the plants when Jim wanders in.

Or no... he's not Jim, is he? He certainly looks like Jim but taller and paler, with longer hair. It's disconcerting, to say the least. Still, she's used to taking the strange in stride, so she gives him a warm smile while she continues to work, setting a plant with waxy looking leaves and a giant ball of tangled roots gently into a bigger pot, then packing the new dirt in. These plants grow at almost an alarming rate: she makes a note to get a sample to take back to the lab.]

Hello! Is there anything I can help you with?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[Robin used to know all about the different ships in the Fleet, back when there were maybe ten of them, and the whole "kidnapped to space" thing was still a new concept... but talking to one of his crewmates made him realize he's been extremely unobservant lately, so he's taking some time to get acquainted.

and what ship has he been avoiding more than the Iskaulit? not one. so today's the day he's chosen to set foot back on the hollowed-out ship and see for himself whether or not the place still feels like it's full of empty ghosts.

he's been pleasantly surprised. the Fleet did a good job. seeing people mulling around and building things makes it feel surprisingly like home, especially when he comes across a space full of carefully-tended plants and sunlamps to keep them alive.

--but then he spots Beverly across the room and suddenly stops in his tracks, looking like he's just now remembered something maybe important.]

Oh.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly tilts her head towards the cactus.]

The staring contest you were having there. The safe bet would be on the cactus, of course, but it seems to me like you could take him.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly looks up from the tiny, unripe cactus fruit she'd been examining and her eyes widen.]

Robin!

[...this isn't awkward at all is it?]

Wandering/Being a little suspicious

[mortalcoil]

[Coil spends a lot of time on the Iskaulit; it's probably pretty common knowledge that he spends hours helping out in the library. but, he also does a lot of wandering. usually before or after his shift at the library, he takes long, meandering tours around the massive ship, still with his bag of books and other supplies slung over his shoulder.

sometimes he'll peek in on the various establishments from their respective doorways--getting a sense of them but rarely venturing further than that--and other times he'll just... continue strolling off into the uninhabited parts of the ship for hours at a time.

so, for anyone out and about on the Iskaulit, there is a chance that a grungy one-eyed teenager will be peeking into your establishment, or pass you in the halls.

and if you're really lucky, and happen to be in a quieter, emptier part of the ship... you might just catch him out of the corner of your eye squeezing behind a loose wall panel or dropping silently from an air vent somewhere down the hall.]

[hitbyakar]

[ Oh. Well.

She lets out a little amused sound. She's just never really seen many desert plants like these up close before, to be honest. There's not exactly a plentiful supply in Britain or Venice. ]

I take it these plants must be yours?

[dancingmd]

Not just mine, no. Ino and I got this place started, with some engineering help from the Hamadas and Furiosa, but it's a community garden. Anyone can contribute or help out!

[hitbyakar]

[ She has no idea who any of those people are, but she's making a mental note to ask Suzie if she's spoken to any of them. ]

It's a shame we can't pluck a contribution out of our home world. I'm not sure where anyone could find something out here.

[reconstitution]

[ He looks at Beverly when she addresses him, shaking his head. He doesn't want to pull her away from what she's doing. ]

I was just looking. I heard about this.

[ He can't very well remember where he heard about it, but it's been a point of interest. His attention flits around the gardens before looking back to Beverly, contemplative. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[it is maybe not the most awkward thing that's ever happened to him... but with being recognized and all, his surprise is quickly replaced with a dead-eyed frown.

and sarcasm. oh, the dry sarcasm.] Oh good, you remember.

[dancingmd]

[The sarcasm doesn't really upset or surprise her so she simply nods.] I remember.

[She takes a cautious step closer to him.]

And I'm sorry. That wasn't... I didn't know where I was, not really. I thought I was at home.

[dancingmd]

Thus our rather odd collection. We pick up whatever we can at our various stops, but ... it would be nice to have plants from home. I'm still trying to figure out how to even properly take care of half of these, much less what their uses are.

[dancingmd]

Ino and I have been working on it for a few months now.

[The plant having been successfully repotted, she wipes her hands off on her jumpsuit - with only limited success in getting them clean - and gestures towards the rest of the room.]

I'd be happy to show you around, if you like.

[tobeajedi]

[Vima still gets a Bad Feeling™ from the Iskaulit and doesn't make a habit of going there particularly, but she does like the gardens, and right now she's looking for Dr. Crusher. It's been a few weeks, after all.]

Hey there, Doc. Or is it Captain?

[SHE REMEMBERS BREAKING INTO PLACES INSIDE YOUR HEAD AND ALL.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[oh, she's being... nice about it.

his gaze is uncertain, but he doesn't go anywhere. she's not a threat, he just wishes this was tinged with some bitterness, confusion, returned sarcasm--anything aside from straight, blameless apology. those aren't easy to process.

...but he winds up shrugging and manages half a smirk.] Yeah, well. It's not the first time I've ever been tossed into a brig, but... thanks.

[dancingmd]

[She ventures a small smirk of her own.]

Well, I admit, you were acting a little suspiciously. But it's not exactly as if you asked to be in my mind, is it? I'm mad at Atroma, not you.

[hitbyakar]

These are all from alien planets, then?

[ Well, that puts a whole new spin on things. ]

I've only recently just arrived. It seems odd to think that the stops I've heard about could contain things so similar to that on Earth.

[dancingmd]

[She glances at Vima sidelong as she continues collecting samples. Dryly:]

"Doctor" will do just fine, thank you.

[dancingmd]

[She nods.] I don't even know if there is an Earth here in this universe. Our available star charts are rather fragmented, so it is hard to say if we are in the Milky Way galaxy at all. But in any case, all the planets we have gone to have carbon-based life forms, and there are going to be a certain number of basic similarities between all these species because of that.

Of course, it's likely that it was designed to be this way as well.

[shoujoreject]

[It's something new, something comforting. Real, touchable. Well, relatively - there are cacti, after all. Regardless, the scent is something almost divine, after the almost inescapable scent of metal and sanitation.

He'd noticed Beverly on his arrival or shortly thereafter, but had initially decided it would be rude to interrupt her work - as such, he finds himself drawn to one of the tropical plants, kneeling down (for how much he needs to, at five feet tall) to observe it more closely. Just the faintest of smiles plays on his lips as he does, hands on his knees.]