We're Riding Solo

[digthefuzz]

Who: The crew of the Huntress and any visitors!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: The Huntress!
When: From now-ish until later-ish?! Go nuts!

[Time to get away from the icy ravages of the planet? Or see what happens when the Huntress tries to make the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs? All your threading needs are here!]

Comments

[princessia]

[ The personnel room is clearly decorated by her, with childish drawings hanging on the walls. There are a few abstract-looking drawings done by someone else.

Hearing the movement easily alarms her and she shifts over again to look at Greed. There's a fish bowl with a few glow fish on the desk. He can put his feet on the desk, fine. But she'd hate for her fish to get knocked over... it was a gift. ]

...please don't touch anything.

[avaricious]

[Greed is eyeing the fish anyway. They are pretty, though there's better things around here than just fish. Still...]

You can relax on that count, kid. If there's one thing I know better than others, it's the value of possessions. [He tilts his head back to look at her.] So what's got you all bummed out?

[princessia]

[ She's watchful of him for a few more seconds and when she feels certain enough he won't knock over the fish bowl or anything, she lowers her gaze. She squishes her doll closer to her face. ]

My father's gone. And... a lot of other people used to be here. They're gone too.

[avaricious]

So, you're the kind of person who doesn't like losing others. And you're very protective of your possessions on top of that. [He chuckles.] Well, aren't you just a greedy little minx. What's your name?

[princessia]

Milla, Efreet, Undine, Gnome, and Sylph were gifts.

[ ...Those are the names of the fish. Her tone sounds just a little annoyed. A beat before she replies with her name. ]

Elize.

[avaricious]

[He twirls around in the chair to face her now. He manages not to knock off the goldfish bowl.]

Well my name is Greed. Though you can call me Captain if you prefer.

[princessia]

Your name's Greed?

[ She tilts her gaze back up at him, staring in almost a squint. Pretty much her expression is asking, "really? There are people named that?" ]

[avaricious]

Why not? It's what I am - the living incarnation of Greed. I want everything you can possibly think of - I want money and power, status, glory, se-- [He frowns a little bit and he remembers this is a little kid he's talking to. Ah well, he skips that part.] I demand the finer things in life.

[princessia]

...okay?

[ Living incarnation of Greed sounds weird. She'd further question it, if she felt more energetic at the moment, which she isn't. She met a spirit of Compassion, so it's probably not too bizarre. Especially not with all the people you meet on the fleet. ]

I thought Kurt was captain.

[avaricious]

Yeah, that's true. But I'm also captain. Eventually that blue brat will step down.

[Sure, all Greed did was just register it on the computer without consulting anyone, but he was going to wear that title until everyone accepted it.]

[princessia]

[ Maybe he will. She's not sure if Kurt is leader material. But honestly, she doesn't care who's captain now. She does still care about the ship however, even though she intends on transferring soon to be closer to Jove and Cole. Most of her memories of the fleet were made here. ]

Will you be able to take good care of this ship?

[avaricious]

This old rust bucket? Sure. I always take good care of my things.

[Though it does have some handy weapons on it now. That could be fun to use...]

[princessia]

Well, good.

[ That's all she really has to say about it. Nothing against him being another captain, lucky for him. ]

[avaricious]

In any case... [He stands up now.] I'll let you get back to your sulking. [He gives a lazy wave as he makes for the door.]

[princessia]

[ No wave goodbye back. He'll hear her let out an annoyed "hmph" as he leaves. Back to sulking she goes. ]