First post! Shuffle action.

[slightlysaggy]

Who: The crew of the Huntress
Action: Bulma arrives on the Huntress
When: Whichever IC day the shuffle happened on!
Warning: I guess for a middle aged lady in her underwear

[ While Bulma hadn't exactly been thrilled about being whisked away to some random spaceship in a remote galaxy, she is been enjoying her brief stay aboard the Marsiva. At least a little. She's finally gotten comfortable with her surroundings, so it's starting to feel almost like a little mini-vacation.

But, when the shuffle finally takes her by surprise, she's just lounging on her bunk in her underwear, with clothes in hand, considering finally getting dressed for the day. Because of her position on the bunk, she's not able to get her legs under her in time when she's suddenly on the deck of the SS Huntress, and she tumbles onto her backside. Then the confetti goes off, leaving her on the floor, in a pile of tattered paper, looking completely bewildered. ]

W-what the Hell? What happened?!

[Video]

[tough_love]

Who: Princess Looma and YOU!
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Anyone who comes by to help
When: Midday on the 18th!

[If Looma looks to be in a foul mood, it's because she is. She's also largely disregarding every piece of medical advice she's been given since the battle- sorry John- and is not only doing the exact opposite of bed rest, but she's apparently also decided that just not leaving her injuries bandaged up is way more convenient than having to change all those bandages. So forgive her for sulking in her captain's chair, which happened to be one of the rare few things on the Bishop's bridge that wasn't smashed all to hell from the crash or the missile barrage that preceded it.]

I have been in worse situations, but that does not diminish just how disastrous this planetary incursion was.

[To put it mildly. Even she was worse for wear. Thick hide or no, she does sort of look like she'd gone through a blender, though most of those cuts from the Vieziri's weapons covering her arms were shallow and mostly harmless. The burned and blackened skin covering the left side of her face and neck, well, that's another matter. Also a pretty good indicator of just why both her left eyes were hidden behind a piece of cloth draping down from under her battered helm.]

There are two things I must address. The first is that my ship is still in need of extensive repair. While we remain airtight- mostly- the Bishop will not be fully operational again for some time. Any assistance would be most welcome.

[That part, she didn't expect anyone to have an issue with. This next part...]

The second is that I have a proposal. I am aware the various captains meet on occasion to discuss matters that involve the entire fleet. As soon as you are all able, I would like to call another. I have a proposal best discussed there.

(no subject)

[selfhelp]

Who: Billy Kaplan / OTA
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: After all the chaos is settled!


So… all of that was horrible? I think that goes without saying. The less we have of that kind of thing going forward, the better.

Tangentially, but the personnel augment is kind of useless, isn't it? We get an office but not much in the way of marketable skills, we can't do anything with the ships in the middle of a crisis, we're not here for any big damn hero moments. It’s great if we’ve got other skills for that, but we can’t fix stuff, we can’t pilot people out of danger, we can’t arm those who don’t have powers...

...okay, sorry, I'm rambling. Getting to the point! Truth is, personnel - counselling - is meant for the aftermath. Therapy, in other words. If it doesn't exist where you're from, it pretty much means someone whose job it is to listen to you, no judgments, and offer advice if they can. Sometimes it's enough to just have somebody hear you out.

Anyway, I wanted to say that I'm tired of, like… not contributing much. So I'm gonna have an open door policy. Doesn't matter if you're not on my ship, doesn't matter if I don't even know you. You can even use the comm anonymously if you don't like the idea of coming in person. You make the rules.

If you're wondering about my qualifications… well, I've got ears. That's the most important part. But I did also grow up with this stuff- Mom’s a psychologist, I've seen her work, I’ve read some of her books. And I’ve gone to therapy. Kind of a lot. It's not a substitute for the real thing, but it's what I can offer.

Oh, and for the record, this isn't meant to call out anyone with the personnel augment, or steal your shipmates, or anything! This is more of a call to action. If you want in on this we can set up some kind of network.

I’m setting up shop on the Iskaulit and I’m gonna post active hours there. Stop by if you want to talk more one-on-one about it.

[True to his word, Billy’s in a spare room in the Iskaulit - sign on the door - and is decorating the place, though it’s kind of barebones for the moment. He can magic it pretty, but the last few months have been exhausting, so he’s taking it slow.]