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!]

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Natasha, OTA

[tothefly]

[This planet has mostly been a contemplative stop for Natasha, but then this time of year always is. Most of the time she's spent in the assorted cafés and lodges of the local establishments, usually curled up near a fire with a book or a ball of bright red yarn and some knitting needles. A couple people may or may not have found a knitted scarf with their things in Christmas morning, others may have found small bottles of vodka, or the planet equivalent. But this morning, there are no needles in sight; just an open cargo bay door, inviting in visitors, and the occasional loud bang coming from inside as a panel is pried off or slammed back in place. Feel free to find Nat in a variety of places; on the bridge, in the corridor, fussing with a wall in the cargo bay proper.]

[touchofrogue]

[Sporting a newly knit green scarf, because everything seems to be cold lately, Rogue comes bearing gifts. Salted gifts, but hey. That's what we've got right now, eh?

Natasha's not hard to find, so Rogue leans on the door frame where she's making all the noise.]

Knock, knock.

[tothefly]

[Natasha looks up at the noise, a large square of metal in her hand. Her eyes linger for just a moment on the scarf, before she jerks her head to the side, inviting Rogue in.]

Hey. Sorry it's not much warmer in here, doing some spring cleaning, so to speak.

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue enters, but raises an eyebrow.]

Spring cleanin'? [Did a season skip her or something? But more importantly - large square of metal.] Doesn't look like you're just dustin'.

[What are you doing?]

souji seta; in the kitchen; come at me bros

[truthvalue]

[For the crew of the Windrose, Souji brings over a selection of traditional Japanese New Year's foods, or at least his best approximation, given the ingredients he has to work with, between what's available on his own ship and what he's been able to gather on the planet. He's a skilled cook even without the augment, so everything should be fairly tasty. He'll hang around for a while to be social, answer questions about the food, and keep an eye on Nanako.]

[tothefly]

Midwinter cleaning. Whichever.

[What is she doing? Good question. Hoisting the panel, she shrugs just a little.]

We got a size upgrade this morning. Ship was a little closer to what it used to be. So I figured, why not take advantage of being parked here, see what all they've changed.

[Hence the prying off portions of paneling.]

Wanda l OTA

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[It wasn't the first time Nat had invited Wanda over to the Windrose to chat. Yet, something about her text and how vague it was that had Wanda a little curious. Well, more vague than even her usual texts were... spies and all that. Wanda will be wandering through the Windrose, trying to locate Natasha. However, that certainly doesn't mean that she won't stop and chat with anyone else that engages her.]

[touchofrogue]

Congratulations. [On the ship upgrade, that is. Moving to peer over her shoulder from a respectable distance.] Ya figure anythin' out?

Wrath | OTA

[pain_train]

[As soon as she gets wind that the captain is even doing something inspection like, Wrath immediately heads to the armory and goes into overdrive making sure everything is in its proper place and perfectly detailed.

She's also doing regular training sessions with Officer Snuggles, the Windrose's newest crewmember--a fox! He follows her around quite a bit, but he'll be happy to accompany any crew member to see what they'd doing--especially if he gets play and treats out of it.

Other than that, she's spending as much time outside as possible, enjoying being on a planet where she can see the sky. She does a lot of sketching when she's inside, huddled under a pile of blankets. Sit next to her so she can put her cold feet on you. But she'll share her hot chocolate!]

[truthvalue]

[When she eventually makes her way into the kitchen, she'll find Souji there, along with an array of food he's made for the Windrose's crew. He smiles when he sees her, his whole face lighting up.]

Hi, Wanda.

Castle | OTA

[thebestseller]

A.

[That morning, Castle had woken up just a tad hung over. By his reckoning, it WAS the New Year, after all- and since he was alone, that meant getting drunk. He'd crashed in his hotel room, woken up with a splitting headache, and stumbled back to the Windrose, holding his head and not taking his sunglasses off even inside the ship.]

B.

[Later, when he finally felt better, Castle could be found puttering after his cleaning droids as usual. They were especially busy near the cargo bay door, sweeping up melted snow and other debris people were tracking in.]

Cameron, I think you're working yourself too hard.

Beverly "Why-Are-You-Always-On-This-Ship" Crusher

[dancingmd]

[Hello, Windrose, guess who's come for a visit? You'll probably bump into the good doctor in any of the common areas of the ship at some point. She's still a little more distant than usual, but her mood is more subdued, less agitated and she's grown tired of the planet while still feeling the need to wander. So here she is to see what her friends are up to.]

[tothefly]

The electronics still make zero sense, but I've pretty much assumed they keep all the really important things unreachable. We've got some nice hiding spaces, though, we ever decide to take up smuggling. Or just a fleet-wide game of hide and seek.

[She fits the panel back in place over a tangle of wires and gives it a solid kick back into the wall, before turning to Rogue.]

Thanks for the party invite, by the way. Sorry I cut out early. Anything catch fire after I left?

[tothefly]

[The sight of actual food on the kitchen table is enough to bring Natasha in past the doorway, greeting Souji with a fleeting smile.]

Anything in here from our haul the other day?

Armory, also Officer Snuggles

[tothefly]

[Natasha's pleased that the armory's already shipshape when she gets there. Not a spot of dust, just the now-familiar lingering scent of ozone and engine oil. Looking it over, she gives Wrath a nod and a fleeting smile.]

Looks good in here. Ship expansion give us extra storage, or did you just manage to rearrange the laws of physics with the Officer's help?

B

[tothefly]

[While she's checking out the door security panel:]

You should really give them nametags. I don't want to offend our future robot overlords by getting their names wrong.

Because we love you, Doc

[tothefly]

[Natasha had been hoping Bev would stop by. Seeing the other woman was on her list today, and she calls out from a little cubby in the main hall, where she's surrounded by several open first aid kits. It's what counts for an infirmary on the ship, anyway.]

Hey. Looking for me, or here to visit Wrath?

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue's eyebrows raise at that kick and then she nods a little. Well, that's one way to get it done.]

No, actually. I'm as surprised as you. [After all, she'd explicitly worded her interpretation based on past experiences with drunk superpowers.] I didn't even have ta throw anyone out.

[And the casual way she seems to think that would be possible, considering her guest list, might say a thing or two.]

[truthvalue]

[He nods, returning the smile, and points to several of the dishes laid out on the counter.]

A lot of it, actually. It's a nice change from the protein pastes. Thanks again for going with me.

[tothefly]

[Well, she figures nothing important is accessible. And besides, the little joys in life are even more important out here.]

Sounds like a Christmas miracle. Either that, or there's some kind of sedative in the shipboard food.

But seriously, seems like everyone's calmed down since November. Guess we're still recovering from the Marsiva screwing around inside our heads.

[tothefly]

Any time. Fishing's not normally my thing, but that could change.

[It had been a surprisingly good time. The conversation was interesting, to say the least.]

I take it the kid following Officer Snuggles around is Nanako?

[touchofrogue]

[Ah yes, about those Calibrations...

Rogue gave a light shrug.] Or space. People gettin' used to who's here an' who's not. An' I think most folks feel better to be on their own ships again.

[But speaking of recovering from the Marsiva screwing around in their heads... Rogue gave Natasha a sidelong glance and then cut straight to the point.] You were in mine, weren't ya? An' I was in yours.

[truthvalue]

It's usually a little easier when it's not so cold. But I think you're a natural at it.

[Yeah, that'd been a good talk, about a lot of things Souji's been carrying around inside of himself for probably too long.

He laughs quietly; of course Nanako would immediately befriend Office Snuggles.]

Yeah, that's her. You should talk to her sometime. She'll want to be your friend, too.

[tothefly]

It is nice not having a hundred other people to share a bathroom with.

[And having some place she's at least a little more in control of. That's part of what this is about; owning her territory. She stops for the moment, though, facing Rogue and leaning against the panel she's just replaced.]

From what I remember, yeah. Assuming we remember the same things. Yours was...definitely a little more crowded than mine.

[tothefly]

[A small smile, almost invisible.]

Seems like it's mostly about patience. I've always been pretty good at waiting.

She seems friendly. A very bright kid. How's she doing, out here?