one fish, two fish, red fish, (blue fish)!!

[honorbends]

Who: The passengers of the Blue Fish and visitors!
Action: The Blue Fish!
When: It's a mingle for the month of January, losers!

[ mingle for the month for the blue fish, to meet up with new crew members, hash out stuff. come get free therapy from zuko, who has 100% put up a sign on his door saying 10 credits because allen owes him money. ]

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Even inside this new ship the weapons are quite the same. Not that he is entirely focused. In fact, his eyes are red and it seems as if he has cried a little. And, no, Kings do not cry.

He walks through the hallway rubbing his eyes fiercely, knowing very well that the reunion with his brother had done more to him than he wanted to admit. On one side there is a sense of complete happiness, yet on the other side guilt is crushing him like never before.

Finally he finds a bit of a secluded place where he can busy himself with sniffling in a very un-kingly way. And whenever someone passes he just looks away a little, pretending to be busy with the weapon he is carrying.]

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka makes a pint of greeting everyone who comes aboard the Blue Fish. As such, he was actively looking for Robb when he comes across him. He offers a welcoming smile, opting to pretend he didn't hear the sniffling at all.

He's got your back, bro. ]

Hi. You're Bran's brother, right?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[At the sound of the other's voice Robb straightens his back immediately, pressing himself against the wall.]

Aye.

[A sniff, followed by an apologetic laugh.]

My name is Robb. [Slowly he extends his arm and offers the other his hand.] Well met.

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka shakes it, all smiles. ]

Sure is. You can relax, this is a pretty chilled out ship. [Chilled out. Hah, South Pole jokes. He kills himself. ]

I'm Sokka, I'm the captain here.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

I do not think you can relax when flying a ship through space, captain.

[His posture becomes a little more rigid. A captain leads this ship and that means he is his superior. Then again, it is quite nice not being the king here.]

You have any last names? Or do you wish me to call you captain Sokka? [He can be awfully formal about matters like this.]

[alwayscomeback]

Well, you're gonna have to learn to relax eventually. I mean, you might be here for a loooong time. If you stay like that all the time [he gestures to Robb and his general posture] you're gonna sprain something. She's a really safe ship, I promise.

[DON'T TELL HIM THE PILOT IS BLIND, NEVER TELL HIM THAT. ]

Just Sokka is fine, I don't need the formalities. We're all together in this one.

[bolder]

[When he'd first arrived, Toph made no apparent effort to seek him out. Maybe it's to give him time to settle in or maybe she just didn't see the point from their one and only conversation.

Either way, she's passing by now, and she stops to lean against the wall, not looking at him.]

Do you believe me now, Pantaloons?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Now he doesn't have a black box to tuck away whenever someone is aggravating him. He actually does not recognize her at first but the voice is enough to make him frown.]

I am in no mood for a discussion like this, my lady.

[bolder]

Too bad, it's going to happen.

[He probably doesn't know she's blind, so she'll keep facing away from him, for his sake.]

I don't know what the heck happens for all of you back home, but I'm guessing it sucks. But that's no reason to lash out at people trying to help. [She damn well means herself.]

Right now, I can take or leave your presence on this ship, but you're Bran's brother and you mean a lot to him. That's why you're here. He's a good friend of mine, so we should try to get along for his sake.

Are you going to disagree?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

I do not think it will happen now, my lady.

[Robb can be awfully stubborn about everything, Toph.]

It will happen later. [The tone of his voice is a strict one, as usual.] This evening, mayhaps. [But, gods, when does evening start in space?] Not now.

[Really, he understands where she is getting to but this is not the right time. He is on the verge of crying.]

If you will excuse me.

[Robb nods curtly before he turns, rubbing his eyes furiously as he does.]

[bolder]

[Toph emits what may as well be a low growl. She's really trying to be civil, but this guy is testing her patience.]

No, I won't excuse you. You've been nothing but rude to me since we first spoke, and I've been trying to help the whole time. Did you know it was my idea to get room for you here, too? We planned for just Sansa until I brought it up!

[This isn't how she wanted to get his attention, not by a long shot. She can tell he's upset, almost to tears, but she can't see it. In her mind, that's enough reason for him to suck it up.]

The least you can do is turn to face me like a noble, not run away like a child.

[save_the_souls]

[Allen notices him as he passes, particularly because he doesn't recognize this man. But he knew that two siblings would be transferring over, and he looks a bit like Sansa and Bran, so...maybe this is the other one]

Are you alright?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb stiffens at the sound of the other's voice.]

Aye, I am well. [Aka: I am not sniffling in a corner like some babe. He rolls his shoulders a little before he looks up again.] I take it you are also quite well, ser?

[Better change subjects. Gods, he should've gone to his chambers, wherever those are.]

[save_the_souls]

[Allen raises his eyebrows a little. Yeah Robb, that was...very convincing. But it's not like he knows this boy, so he won't call him on it]

Ah, yes, I'm fine.

[He offers a friendly smile] I take it you're Robb. I'm Allen, I'm the first mate and one of the medics on this ship.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb figures he has not been very convincing and he huffs a little.]

Very well. [The smile around his lips is a little halfhearted.] You must know my name from my brother, not? [He extends an arm and offers his hand.] Robb Stark, I am in charge of the ship's safety here. It is good to meet you.

[save_the_souls]

Mm, he speaks well of you. [Like an admiring little brother. He'll take that hand and give a polite, firm shake] Good to meet you as well. It's been awhile since Blue Fish has had a security officer. [So that's a relief to have]

[dancingmd]

[Far be it from Beverly to ever ignore someone who's been crying, so she's definitely looking at him in a very Worried Mom sort of way. This must be Sansa and Bran's brother - there's a family resemblance, especially between the boys.]

Hello? Are you all right?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[But Robb really wants people to ignore his crying. Robb Stark is a king and kings do not cry. Gods, he should've bursted out in tears in his chambers. Wherever those are.]

I am. [He is only crying.] You should not worry, my lady.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly would only say that "kings do not cry" is a very ridiculous and indeed, heartless rule. Everyone cries, even Starship captains. Nevertheless, she is sensitive to possible embarrassment, so all she does is pull some tissues out of her pocket and hand them to him. Why does she have tissues? Because she's a doctor and a mom okay, we don't question these things.]

"Lady" is unnecessary. I'm simply a doctor.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb shuffles in an uneasy way before accepting the tissues. They are surprisingly thin and feel nothing like fabric. He blows his nose in it and offers it to the woman.]

Do you want me to wash the cloth before giving it back to you?

[A shrug.]

A lady is a lady. I do not know of doctors, my lady.

[dancingmd]

[And it's fortunate indeed that she is a doctor and so not easily disgusted by body fluids. In fact, she has to bite the inside of her cheek a bit, to keep from showing any amusement, which is hardly appropriate given his obvious emotional state. Besides, really, why should she have expected him to know about tissues?]

Ah... that's not actually a handkerchief, it's a tissue. Completely disposable, so you can put it in one of the trash chutes when you get the chance.

[She tilts her head, curious.]

Do you have no healers where you come from?

[That seems hard to believe.]

[thezerothlaw]

[Daneel has been visiting Beverly, of course. That is a thing. And he really has no business poking around the Blue Fish unasked, but, well. Mild telepathy is a thing and he does have a sense for people who are a little bit upset, yes?

So he presents himself at an unobtrusive sort of distance.]

Excuse me. Did you need assistance of some sort?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[This isn’t Robb Stark’s finest hour. He is upset and everyone seems keen on asking him about it.

He presses himself against the ship’s wall and looks at the newcomer.]

I do not. [Robb shakes his head and closes his eyes briefly. He is perfectly able to cry on his own.] I think I can manage this by myself, ser.

I take it you know where I can find a place to lie down?

[thezerothlaw]

[He considers.]

I confess that this is not my ship. Still, the layout is similar enough to the Wonderduck that I could find an unoccupied bed for you, I suspect.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

The ships are all similar?

[What folly is that. What if men would build all castles in a similar way? That would mean that they would all have the same weaknesses.]

Why is that? [Forget chambers.]