Windrose, where the wind blows

[tothefly]

Who: Windrose crew and you, distinguished visitors!
Broadcast: Naaah.
Action: Windrose, various points in the near vicinity
When: Until we get off this frozen rock

[On New Year's Day, the crew on board the Windrose and those nearby may notice the chill as the doors to the cargo bay are left open, and their captain making quite a bit of noise as she inspects their newly expanded home away from home. This is likely to go on for a while. Feel free to come investigate, chat among yourselves, complain about the cold, etc!]

Comments

[unbearablynaive]

[He pats Castle on the shoulder sympathetically.]

I'll be right back.

[Indeed, a few minutes later he's back with a homebrew of orange drink, rehydrating salts, and mint leaves. he also has a pack of painkillers.] I hope this will help.

[thebestseller]

Thanks, buddy. I owe you one. [Castle reaches for the drink, but he stops and makes himself swallow everything slowly.] Normally I don't, but... well. Guess I was feeling especially lonely last night.

[unbearablynaive]

[The Vision nods sympathetically.]

It's a difficult time to be without your family and in a strange place. Though if you feel that way again, I would recommend looking for Officer Snuggles. [He says this with a perfectly serious face.]

[thebestseller]

You know, that's not a bad idea. I would have loved to get a dog for the ship, but he's the next best thing, right?

[unbearablynaive]

Very much so. They seem to be entirely domesticated, and he's responding well to training so far.

And he is very friendly.

[thebestseller]

And sometimes, a friendly face is what you need. I'm glad he's going to be around, because how cool is it that we have a pet fox?

[unbearablynaive]

Precisely. Though I wouldn't mind a ship pet slightly more alien in nature, to be truthful.

[thebestseller]

As long as it didn't develop a taste for human flesh.

[unbearablynaive]

Or metal; metal-devouring parasites are a frightful nuisance in some parts.

[thebestseller]

Oh, God, that'd be just what we need. Opening a hole into space some time... no thanks.

[unbearablynaive]

[The Vision holds up his hands and turns them from side to side.]

They'd pose a danger to me personally as well, potentially. Not that vibranium is a common metal, you understand.

[thebestseller]

Yeah, there's that, too. And Atroma would make sure they COULD hurt you, just to heighten the drama. Lord knows they seem savvy enough.

[unbearablynaive]

I do have to wonder about that drama. [He shrugs.]</small. Though until we're capable of doing anything about it, I suppose we must endure.

[thebestseller]

Yeah... and I don't want to fret too much about what-ifs. Otherwise I'd be a paranoid wreck.

[unbearablynaive]

[drily] Heaven forbid they should cause us any undue stress.

[thebestseller]

I know, right? They go to such lengths to make sure we've got such a comfy ride here.