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[honorbends]

Who: Zuko [honorbends]
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Blue Fish. It's best to just not.
When: Now.

Two questions.

1. What does it take to get an entire ship to yourself?

2. How do you shut this communicator off?

PS: If one more person texts, calls, or asks me about a blender, I am going to go through each and every ship and destroy each and every blender so we're all even.

[ how's that for a royal fucking decree

and then, four seconds later: ]

Someone read this to Toph, I'm going to sleep.

[ he will respond to all of your (probably stupid) responses when he wakes up. in about ten hours. ]

002; video;

[firstrebel]

Who: Hera
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Golden, if you want!
When: Today.

[ Hera has on her best Concerned Mom Look right now. Possibly bordering on her You're All Grounded Look. Good job, guys. ]

Okay, so, I wouldn't have thought I'd need to say this, but please don't try to fly a shuttle by yourself if you've never done it before. I don't care what kind of augmentation you have; reading the instruction manual isn't the same as actually flying a ship in space. It's not even the same as flying in the atmosphere of a planet - space is a vacuum; there's no air, no friction, and navigation can be tricky.

Let's not have any accidents. If you want to get somewhere, or want to learn to fly, please talk to someone with experience. I'll make myself available for lessons. My name's Hera, and I'm on the Golden.

(no subject)

[experiencepoints]

Who: A ~mysterious anonymous poster~ and you
Broadcast: Anonymous text
Action: In her room on the Bishop, if you really want to say hello
When:

[It's taken Nightingale a while to figure out how to make the anonymous text function work, and even longer to decide it's worthwhile to post. Still, she doesn't have anything else to do, and this has been eating at her for a while...]

I realized recently it's been over a year since I was last home.
Over a year since I've ever seen anyone from my world, even.
And that year has been kind of a mess.
Now I'm two crazy worlds removed from home, and it's not looking like I'll get to go back anytime soon.
It's just now really starting to sink in.
I'm starting to get homesick, I guess.
But I know there's a bunch of people here who have been here even longer than I have.
Or have a lot more pressing things to get back to.
So... How do you cope?
How can you deal with this for so long?
After this long, my usual distractions aren't really working so well anymore.

(no subject)

[mortalcoil]

Who: Coil Lenn
Broadcast: Text (and not anonymous, for once)
Action: Iskaulit, in the gym
When: Morning


[it is a rare day indeed that Coil sends out a message with his identification attached to it, but he figures it's probably hard to convince someone to fight with you when they don't know who's asking. and he takes time to write the thing up properly, like putting an ad in the paper.]

Looking for sparring partner-- hand-to-hand or melee weapons. Experienced combatants only. Iskaulit Gym.


[and he just tosses the communicator off to the side for a bit, after that. he'll return to check his messages after he's beaten the shit out of a sandbag for a while.

and whether or not they've caught his message, anyone can find him haunting the gym--either moping around like he doesn't know why he's there, or whirling a quarterstaff around and clobbering a sandbag with single-minded focus. just a combat-oriented teenager in a bad mood.]


(ooc: and for anyone who isn't really into tagging fight threads, but still wants to spar with him, we can handwave or gloss over some things.)

video;

[scrubscrub]

Who: Koala and you.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: N/A unless you want to do ship stuff idk.
When: Today!! Or something.

[Hello everyone it's your fave weird smiling 11-year-old.]

I... just wanted to say — I did it, Mr. Greed! I finally got Top 10 in pinball, sir, just like you requested! [It's true, thanks to Han she's completely overtaken the scoreboards; hallelujah.] I, um, got all top 10 spots, too! Just in case you wanted me to have all ten... I'm sorry, my memory's a little fuzzy... I'm very sorry! But I did it. I'm glad I can finally move on to my next chore on my to-do list... I keep hearing these distant pinball machine noises in my head, b-but then I realize I'm just tired.

I didn't know games would be so hard! It was very frustrating... I almost frowned through it...

[She chucks very faintly, smiling wide.]

It's too bad that we're no longer near a planet. I-I think my crew would be very happy to have more games on board, like pinball. Or maybe better smelling clothing detergent. I like the kind that smells like flowers. I'll remember for the next place we stop by!

[AH, RIGHT. ANYWAY.]

Actually, I was... going to come on here for a request. If that's okay.

Ah. Well.

....

We need a new blender on the Huntress.

...

A-and if anyone has any spare table cloths, we could trade for those as well. There are large holes in the table currently.

...

And if anyone has something to help remove scorch marks...

[This ship is a f$%*ing mess.]