Off-Season Kickback Time? Seems Legit.

[namisan]

Who: Bloodsport crew!
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Bloodsport and visitors
When: December in general

[It's been a long couple months, but things seem to be quiet again.  More or less.  Varying repairs on the go, winding down, and the invasion of yet more FF7 characters.  Y'all have fun, now.]

December Tourist Mingle

[takingkarabusiness]

Who: Touristas + Friends
Broadcast: n/a
Action: The Tourist
When: The month of December

I. General Mingle
Have fun!

II. Let's talk!
[ Kara's been away. Since her stunt running through cannibal-infested forests planetside, she's only been back on the Tourist a handful of times, mostly for clothes and a suncharge. It's not that she's outright avoiding anyone, but her priorities have lied elsewhere. However, through her conversation with Pavel—observing his anxious opinions of the ship—she's decided that some good old fact-finding is in order.

Despite her own guilt over neglecting her crewmates (and not really knowing the most recent additions), she's decided to seek out her crewmates that she doesn't know so well or hasn't talked to about everything. She tries to be super casual about it, but it's clear she wants to Talk. ]

Hey, so, how's it going? It's been a minute, huh?

(no subject)

[goldenglasses]

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Twin Roses or memory tree
When: Backdated to when Maki first left

[Vash hated this part of being a captain. Not that it really had much to do with being a captain but more with being a friend. He takes a deep breath and then starts the broadcast.]

I'm sorry to announce everyone, but Makie has returned home. It doesn't look like she, ah, was able to leave anything behind for people. [There's a pause in there as she did leave her shamisen and her pike, but those were staying on the Twin Roses.] If you would like to talk; I don't know, share stories or something-- I'll be at the memory tree that she started. [Seemed a bit sad to add her own name to it now.] I'm happy to talk to anyone if you would like some company.

[True to his word Vash will spend most of his day at the memory tree. Before doing his shift at The Space Bar and ending the night back on the Twin Roses.]

Recovery Time

[tempredmental]

Who: Keith, Team Voltron, Open
Broadcast: To Team Voltron
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit, The Melting Pot
When: Varies

( Sponsor Drop )

=====

Happy Late Birthday, the Party Edition

On the Iskaulit, two days after Friendsgiving

[Shiro and Lance had gotten permission from Jarvis to use the Melting Pot for a small birthday dinner for Keith. It was over a month late, but the cannibal race clearly didn't care about Keith's birthday. Now that things had calmed down, it was time to do something nice for their teammate. Respecting Keith's dislike for large, noisy parties, they'd gone the smaller "family dinner" type of event route.

Invited: Team Voltron, Huntress crew, Kirk, Kate, Sokka, Kaname, Freya, Luna, Arthur, Kitty, Vash, Prompto, Katie, Looma, Lumière, almost anyone who's had positive CR with Keith... if you're not sure, ask. Party crashers are cool, but antagonistic crashers will be escorted out.]

=====

( Lion's Den? )

=====

Video to Team Voltron

On the Huntress, the day after the birthday party

Hey, guys... I found something on the Iskaulit last night I kind of wanted to show you. Mind meeting me there?

=====

( Decorations! )

=====

{OOC: Feel free to hit me up on plurk at duches77 if you want to plan anything ahead of time!}

[action / unintentional video]

[wallcrawler]

Who: Peter Parker
Broadcast: [Unintentional] Video
Action: Huntress peeps!
When: Backdated to his arrival on the 1st!

[In keeping with the whole "nobody warned him about any of this" trend that'd been going on, Pete had only been on the Marsiva for a few minutes before being beamed right off it to another ship. So, anyone aboard the Huntress, surprise! There's now a tiny teenager just falling to the deck like somebody'd yanked a chair out from under him. And the Atroma had been nice enough to make sure the network station on the bridge recorded the whole thing. How thoughtful.]

Seriously?! At least warn-

[...and getting his book bag dropped on him. There'd obviously been some oversight, and it was teleported in just in time to conspire with gravity to add injury to insult. Somehow, the tinny fanfare and confetti weren't quite enough to make up for the inconvenience. Maybe give the shoeless kid a hand? It might be just a little mean to leave him there, who knows what else might get beamed in after him. He seems more concerned with rubbing at the back of his head where he'd been attacked by his own school supplies than getting out of the way, after all.]

Okay, officially over space- can I wake up now?