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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[save_the_souls]

[Allen, of course, is completely ignoring Zuko's little sign. He isn't paying Zuko for something he never asked for, after all.]

[Instead now with the holidays over- Allen's more focused on gathering supplies for when they inevitably leave this planet. Throughout the days, it's not unusual to find him coming aboard- hauling a large amount of supplies with him- usually an amount that'd be far too much for anyone without superstrength to haul. Meat, Non-perishable foods, salt, ship parts, medical supplies - being here over a year has made him pretty good at figuring out what they need to remain comfortable while traveling.]

[Though one day, you may find that he's left the cargo bay doors open longer than usual. If you step outside to inspect, he can be found just a few feet away from the ship's landing dock. The supply of he was carrying in has been discarded and he's crouched down- happily playing with one of those stray arctic foxes that has clearly come to inspect the meat.]

[admirably]

[ Guess who's single better from his cold and ready to mingle? Hans has been cooped up in his room for too long, and the new crew members are little more than an excuse for him to go about the ship and remind everyone how much they missed his presence while he was down with the flu!

Aside from general meeting and greeting, Hans can be found in the kitchen, searching somewhat haplessly through the cupboards for something - anything - that isn't food paste, blech. ]

I'm almost tempted to switch augments just for the kitchen upgrades... [ No seriously this peasant food of the future is going to kill him. ]

[save_the_souls]

[It's almost magic, how Allen always seems to know when someone's in the kitchen. It's like he has super hearing just for those cupboard doors. Or maybe he was just passing through- who knows. But he'll be in the doorway, looking amused]

Don't say that too loudly if you're not serious, Sokka might fill out the paperwork for you.

Visiting~

[thebloodseal]

[There had been a lot of meat left over from the hunting Al had done, even after stocking his own ship as much as he could. So he decided to pay a visit to his friends on the Blue Fish and deliver them a gift- a late Christmas gift, he reasoned, after learning about the holiday, which didn't exist in his own world.

He hoped to be discreet about it, but in all honesty, it was very difficult for him to be discreet about anything. Especially when it was so hard to not stop and play with foxes.]

[save_the_souls]

[Allen can hear the metal shuffling onto the ship. He goes to inspect, thinking it's possibly Sokka trying to haul spare parts and need the help. So while Al is in the cargo bay, Allen will step into the room, Timcanpy riding on his shoulder]

Oh, hello Alphonse! [He smiles] What brings you to the Blue Fish?

[thebloodseal]

[Al set down the crate he was carrying and turned to face Allen with a wave.]

I was hoping to get in and out without being seen, but I'm not very good at being stealthy. I had some meat I couldn't use and thought you guys might appreciate it.

[save_the_souls]

[He gives a smile at that. Yeah. A giant thing of armour of course isn't good at being stealthy, but he's too polite to say that]

Really? Why thank you! I know the crew will love that.

[thebloodseal]

I'm glad to have someone to take it off my hands, believe me. I've been helping with the hunting parties a lot on this planet, since I can't get tired or injured. The locals have been teaching me how to butcher and preserve it in return.

[alwayscomeback]

[As if answering a call from above, there's a soft shhhhhht sound as a clipboard slides across the floor and comes to a stop at Hans' feet. It's the paperwork for an augment switch to cook, all written out and ready. It just needs Hans' signature.

Sokka peers around the door and offers a wide grin and a double thumbs up before walking away.

THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, HANS. ]

[steeledskin]

[ -- upheaval, once again. but this time, and with this change, sansa allows herself a modicum of hope. her arrival upon the blue fish today brings her closer to both robb and bran. although, as she tentatively explores the more public areas of the ship, she certainly does not appear to be making herself at home.

with her arrival comes a fresh and new personnel room. sansa can be found sitting inside of it whenever she isn't glued to one or another brother's side. despite her augment, the personnel room, and her name upon its door, she hasn't the slightest notion of what she's meant to offer this ship. or any ship, for that matter. mostly, she sits in silence and stews.

except, of course, for when she dares to venture to the kitchen for meals. or late at 'night' for a restless cup of tea. ]

[alwayscomeback]

[There are two things here that attract Sokka's attention. The obvious one is all the metal clunking about his ship, the less obvious one to most other than Sokka is the knowledge MEAT has arrived. He beams when he sees who it is, playing about with the dumb fox, but whatever. ]

Al! Hey buddy, glad you're here. [He wanders past a crate and starts rummaging about in it. ]

I got that pencil thingie done for you.

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka basically lives in the kitchen. It's there or his engineering space, really. He looks up as she enters, offering her a smile and a wave of greeting. ]

Hey! You're uh...Sansa, right? Bran's sister? Welcome to the Blue Fish.

[steeledskin]

[ oh, but it's eerie! people knowing her -- recognizing her -- and identifying her as a stark, even if the name isn't said. the copper-coloured roots of her hair are beginning to show, and although she isn't hiding behind a false identity...somehow, she misses its anonymity. in the vale, only one person knew her real name.

here, everyone does. sometimes, she has to remind herself not to panic. sansa reaches deep down for a polite smile. ] Thank you. [ so kind. ] I'm sorry, you have me at a disadvantage. I do not know your name.

[thebloodseal]

Hi, Sokka! [Al waved and let the fox scamper off to wherever it might go.]

Oh, thank you. I brought you guys a present, too.

[alwayscomeback]

[He remains polite, friendly. He doesn't know everything that's happened, but he can figure out it probably wasn't anything good. They come from that sort of world.]

I'm Sokka, I'm the captain here. Nice to meetcha. If you need anything at all, let me know, I can see if we can get it fixed up for you.

[steeledskin]

[ oh! something seems to click behind her blue eyes. she'd spoken with him, hadn't she? only...sansa finds the communications network so bewildering. the screens are uncanny, and to match those flat faces to reality is something of a chore.

stiffly, she curtsies. ] Captain. [ formal. controlled. ] I'm well. I have my brothers, and so I have all I need.

[alwayscomeback]

[He pulls out a small metalic cylinder, a little like a stylus pen, but designed a touch thicker at the top and tapering at the bottom. Nicely made for bigger hands. He presents it to Al with no small amount of flourish. ]

Here you go! And if the gift is of meat, then you've beat me on best gift ever.

[admirably]

[ ...Dear god what has he done.

He stoops to pick up the clipboard, a weary grin aimed at Allen. Him, on the level of a kitchen servant? The fact that he's actually considering it is ludicrous. He's more distraught about this food situation than he thought.

Tucking the clipboard under his arm: ] Well, it's certainly no secret what our captain's feelings are on the matter. I'd make a terrible cook, though. I've no experience in the kitchen, you see.

[ #royaltyproblems ]

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[save_the_souls]

[He raises an eyebrow as he sees Sokka just POP up like that. But really when you've been working directly under the guy for over a year...it's hard to get that shocked by his weird antics]

...That's just uncanny.

[save_the_souls]

[Right then. Time to sweep the ship rooms for Sokka-installed cameras again, just in case. He'll turn back and smile at Hans]

Ah, that's understandable- you don't strike me as much of the cook. [Too gentlemanly and fancy walk. Upper class, probably] Don't worry about it too much, Sokka has those forms filled out for everyone, just in case.

[save_the_souls]

Oh yeah? That's a useful skill to know. Have you learned a lot?

[admirably]

[ If he can't bring himself to take up the lowly mantle of a cook - and what does it say about how desperate he is if he does - maybe he can use his persuasive skills to convince someone else to.

The question is who, though? ]

No one else on the crew has been quite desperate enough to make the switch, hm?

[dancingmd]

[Beverly was, of course, expecting Sansa's arrival, having contributed her credits to expanding the ship. She won't show up immediately, as she figures Sansa will want to see her brothers first, but eventually the good doctor will knock on the door of the brand new office.]

[dancingmd]

[No doubt Allen will hear Beverly before he sees her coming. Or rather... he'll hear the loud admonishments of a pair of disgruntled cats who have been cruelly abandoned, left to be fed only once a day and given no bedtime cuddles. The Travesty!!! Now that Beverly has moved back to her quarters, they refuse to let her out of their sight, trailing behind her wherever she goes on the ship. As she enters the cargo bay, she admonishes them.]

You've been fed twice today already!

[Mrow! It's not enough! It's never enough! Also please pet us!

Upon sight of the fox, however, their demeanors immediately change. Alicia's fur goes up before he bolts out of the room, no doubt to hide under Beverly's bed. Slay, more curious, slinks forward, tail twitching, but Beverly swiftly gathers him in her arms before he can do anything she'll regret.]

[To Allen:] Sorry! I didn't realize you had a friend with you! [She smiles down at the fox while Slay tries to climb up her shoulder.] He's a cutie!

[summerschild]

Sansa!

[Bran wheels into the kitchen, and smiles warmly upon seeing his sister. He's only just heard about the transfers his crew helped arrange, and while he still doesn't understand this "Christmas" concept, he's nonetheless very thankful for their gift.

In his lap is the small fox pup he picked up from the streets of Arslae - she perks up her ears, quirking her head in Sansa's direction.]

You haven't met Beca yet.