duck tales, oo-ooh!

[frigidaire]

Who: Crew & Visitors of the Wonderduck
Action: The Wonderduck
When: a mingle for the month of January!

[ come one, come all, crew members and visitors alike. come play terrible rec-room games or eat awful, overly processed food! or just mingle! ]

Comments

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[grounds]

[It's one of those times where Isaac's sniffling and game noises are loud enough to be heard outside of his room. Octavia's coming back from the cargo bay, only stopping when she hears his... sad state. Rolling her eyes, she jumps down the ladder to her bunk and turns on her comm.]

You have been challenged to a game of Hangman by OCTAVIA BLAKE! Do you accept?

Y/N

[The automatic game invitation has better texting etiquette than her.]

[frigidaire]

[ he's surprised to see the game pop up on the screen, and he considers it for a long moment. he doesn't accept right away, but instead flips through the com's menu options to send a message. ]

seriously. hang man. the game options on this ship suck.

[grounds]

[Over on her end, she rolls her eyes so hard he can probably hear it or something. But she just replies.]

and the loud one is kicking your ass by the sound of things

[frigidaire]

[ these games are hard. he's used to Halo and Fallout and things like that. these simpler games are weird. ]

the controls for asteroids are stupid, okay.

[grounds]

[She'd call him a whiner, but she's honestly fine with having even these.]

ok. so are you against hangman too?

[frigidaire]

no but im pretty bad at it. english wasnt my best subject.

[ anything beats being bored. ]

[grounds]

oh ok you're afraid of getting beat by a girl raised under the floor. that's sad.

[He saw her history. The mocking is fair game now.]

[frigidaire]

i am not afraid of getting beat by a girl.
dude i spent my childhood locked in a freezer, if you want to compare battle scars or something.
sorry im not mega sympathetic.
a real tear jerker.

[ sarcasm, folks, isaac lahey uses it egregiously. sassy af. ]

but fine ill play.

[grounds]

like hell i want that. i'm just saying if you're worried about your english test scores or whatever that's dumb.

so accept the invite.

[frigidaire]

why would i be worried when im on a spaceship. we don't have english tests here.

pretty sure most people here dont even speak english. whatever. do we have to play now?

[grounds]

you're the one who even brought it up. if you don't want to play then don't. bickering over these dumb things works too you just sounded really pathetic with the sniffling and the muttering at the other game

[frigidaire]

yeah well werewolves dont exactly get sick ever so its a little freaky that i have a cold okay?

[grounds]

if you whine like a puppy i might get you souplike stuff from the kitchen

or a cube of something

[frigidaire]

souplike stuff. i think i gagged already.

no thanks.

[grounds]

i didn't hear any gagging you liar

but seriously want anything i'm getting hungry so i'm going anyway

[frigidaire]

what are you listening outside my door or something.

[ she might hear a sneeze. ]

yeah maybe soup would be good...

[grounds]

no you're just that loud

good call and bless you. hang tight it'll be a bit i'm making this stuff from actual ingredients not processed things

[and isaac can probably hear her leaving her room and heading to the kitchen because super dog ears]

[frigidaire]

i am not loud.

[ but sure, he'll wait because someone is going to bring him soup and he really does feel (and most definitely looks) like shit.

so when Octavia returns she'll find a rumpled wolf boy, blankets wrapped around him, including the fur she gave him before. ]

[grounds]

[The only reply he gets to the denial is a loud pounding on the hatch above his room from Octavia stomping on it. Dude her hands are full, you better let her in.]

[frigidaire]

[ ... does he actually have to get up? seriously?

but he does, either way and climbs out of bed with the fur blanket wrapped around him to open up the hatch for her. ]

I didn't know you were here, couldn't hear you at all...

[grounds]

Just wanted to make sure your head wasn't too filled with snot to hear anything. Good to know you're still semi-functional.

[Somehow she sucessfully balances two bowls of soup--one larger than the other-- and a bottle of water while coming down the ladder. Once there, she looks at him.]

Maybe be less of a dick for a bit and you'll get fed. [Octavia still would anyway. She sets the smaller bowl on a flat surface before holding out the larger bowl and water bottle to him.]

Nice blanket.

[frigidaire]

Yeah, thanks.

[ seriously, what a good friend. Isaac rolls his eyes either way and plops back down on his bed to burrow into the blankets a little bit more. he feels like death, okay. ]

I didn't ask you to try to come down here with your food juggling act, okay. [ though it's not as sharp as it usually is, because he's actually pretty grateful. ]

Yeah, thanks, it's alright. This weird girl gave it to me.

[grounds]

I heard that weird girl used some real meat in the soup she made. Sounds like she's pretty awesome like that.

[She grins at the eye roll, opting to lean against the wall near the ladder and hatch, grabbing her own soup. Spoon are included, by the way.]

We're out of fresh greens, too, but that's fine. Much longer and they wouldn't have been too green anymore.

[Octavia takes a bite, pauses, then nods.] Worked out well.

[frigidaire]

I guess that weird girl is okay, then. I am done with powdered and gelled food.

[ but the fact that the soup might have something real in it makes the world. so he gets his spoon and takes a bite, humming contentedly both at the warmth of it and the flavor. ]

Jade can help with the greens, she does that weird vegetable magic. [ he shrugs, stuffs another spoonful of soup into his mouth. ]

S'good. [ he says while taking another bite, no big deal. ]

[grounds]

[Said weird girl snorts into her soup between bites.]

She can? That'll help with real food. [A loud slurping noise goes here.] Guess we'd better up our hunting on the next planet. Another couple days and we might be out of meat.

[Octavia shifts her weight from one foot to the other.]

On Arslae, I went on several hunting trips with Nova and more with others. Since we were from different ships, we had to split what we got. [Right now she's more musing aloud than anything else.] Maybe if we form a party from crewmates on this ship it'd work better.