[Video] [Public] [On purpose again WHAT]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion is sitting behind the bar behind the Malum, and he's giving you all a charming, crooked grin. Yes, because he wants something.]

Good morrow, fellow prisoners. I have been embodied by my employer, Maester Crowley, to find more employees for the Malum. We offer competitive wages, liquor in which you can drink, and if you prefer to be paid in liquor ... I believe we can make an arrangement on that end. The hours are from noon until four in the morning, so an eight hour shift in which to fill those lonely hours staring out into space.

I am looking for applicants that will not steal, will throw out any rowdy customers and who can learn how to mix liquors with mixers to get other forms of alcoholic enjoyment.

If you are wondering what else should entice you? Well, you get to work with me, and I'm simply delightful as a manager. Please see me here if you're interested, and feel free to respond just for some witty banter as well. I like showing off my skills.

[video/Action]

[passingthrough]

Who: Kitty Pryde and everyone who tags!
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Planet fun! Or Windrose maybe. I'm flexible.
When: Now or nowish. Definitely now-adjacent.

[Broadcast]
I have an important request. I need someone who can make cheese. Do cheese makers have an old timey name like cobblers and haberdashers or are those only for clothes? Anyway, calling all of those.

Cheese doesn't seem to be a thing here from what I can tell, but we're just one ingredient away from some really great pizza. I have no idea what cheese requires other than cows or goats or something. I grew up so close to Wisconsin, but I feel like I learned so little.

I would also accept alternative cheese. I know there were vegan kinds made out of hopes and dreams or something I assume. I can pay you or share the finished pizza or do something in trade if I had skills. I could beat someone up for you maybe. [She's not going to do that. Probably.] We'll work it out.

[Action]
[She's on the planet doing all of these things and more but this post won't get to CAPTCHA! You might find her on the Windrose veeeery rarely!]

5th Blight; video + open action

[bryces_pup]

Who: Riona, a pupper and you!
Broadcast: yessss
Action: yessssssss
When: Today

[When the feed turns on, the fleet will immediately be greeted by the sight of a very excitable mabari puppy sniffing at the screen and trying to bite it. There's laughter behind him as his mistress pulls him back.]

Nice try, you little rascal.

[Riona plops him on her lap, keeping an arm securely around him. The ocean serves as the backdrop, the waves crashing against the shoreline. The sun is shining, but Riona's smile seems even brighter as she addresses the fleet.]

Everyone, meet Kiter. He's my mabari from home! Though he is much tinier than the last time I saw him... The tree must have made him little again. I can't fathom how or why, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth.

[She presses a kiss to his head. He barks happily, though he keeps wiggling to try and get at the communicator.]

Maker, I missed you. Though you're a puppy again, you still knew me. [She looks back at the camera.] The tree has been kind to me. Kinder than Atroma, at any rate. I'm grateful to it and this world. But I digress. If anyone wants to meet Kiter here, we'll be by the sea. He always liked to chase the seabirds. And I will not pass up the salty air.

[That is where she will be, sitting on the beach and playing with her hound. The little guy will be running up and down the place, chasing birds and walking up to passersby. And be absolutely adorable, of course.]

🌹００３ ｜ ｖｉｄｅｏ

[partialities]

Who: a little queen aka margaery tyrell
Broadcast: yep
Action: mostly around the planet + windrose
When: current

[ Margaery is outside, somewhere near the dock if to judge by the view behind her. A pretty picture as always, light fabrics and flowers and hair braided - those who knew katniss everdeen might recognize the styling. ]

This little world is very sweet, is it not?

[ there is a smile there before she continues ]

I come to you today with a request. I am certain you have all found the natives as kind as I have, they are good people, sweet and giving in nature. I know there are many who chose to work with them, I have as well. There are these - wonderful little acorns they use in place of gold. Yet - some of them are less fortunate than others in the way of acorns, I was saving some of my own acorns to buy little trinkets, toys and clothes for the children, there are many of them and not all of them are as fortunate as ourselves.

[ she moves to collect some small dolls made of cloth to her lap ]

I have began to collect some things to give out to them. If there are any who wish to share some of their acorns, even a little would help greatly. It would be a sweet way to give thanks to those who have been so wonderful to us and allowed us to find both work and comfort here. I am certain it would be a wonderful surprise for the little ones as well.

And if you're still bleeding you're the lucky ones...

[helladoomed]

Who: Chloe Price, people who come to check on her.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Paisley
When: The morning after the last shuffle.

[Chloe is in Max's old room on the Paisley when she turns the feed on, recognizable by all the Polaroid pictures the shorter girl had plastered on her wall. She's got a half-finished cigarette in her mouth, and her expression is...hard to pin down. Sad? Angry? Frustrated? They all turn up as she tries to figure out what to say. Her eyes, slightly red and puffy, are focusing somewhere behind where the camera is, maybe on the wall.

[Finally she reaches up with her feet hand and grabs the cigarette, taking a quick drag before she actually looks at the camera.]

So, like. When someone disappears-

[Chloe starts, but only makes it a few words before she grimaces.]

If, I mean, if someone disappears, do they like, come back or...

[She stops again, sucking in a breath, and runs her hand with her cigarette through her hair, trying to collect herself. It drops back out of sight as she looks at the camera again.]

I-

[Clearly this isn't working, but this time she's just still, frowning faintly at the screen without really looking at it for maybe ten seconds. People who know her well could see the edge of tears there, but she doesn't let them show. Instead she sucks in a long breath and sits up straighter.]

Fuck. Never mind Just. Max is gone. For whoever knew her.

[These last words come out in a rush, and she puts the cigarette back between her lips as she turns the feed off.]

( Action for the Paisley. )