say bye to kris kringle, it's a mingle!

[geonomy]

Who: The Vanquish crew and visitors!
Broadcast: Nein?
Action: On the Vanquish lollipop, and around it maybe!
When: During the month of January

[Hey crew! It looks like there's some new changes that have come over the ship as well as a couple of new crewmates from the past shuffle or two! Have you been enjoying the planet, or is it too cold for you? Have you caught a nasty cold like your poor captain a few posts down, or are you a Vanquish member and are fine? Come along for a mingle, let the viewers see what you're up to! And also meet the tiniest, cutest crew member too!]

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[touchofrogue]

[Yeah, well, it's revolting.

On the other hand, the fox is cute in a 'please don't come up against me and die by touching my skin' kind of way.]

Can ya sit up on that so you'll be able ta sample the stew?

[flickerflash]

For fish stew I could probably do anything. [She grins a little, relieved she's not getting sent to her actual room, and shuffles her way to somewhere a little more supportive to sit without quite disappearing under all those blankets again. It's easier to carry on a conversation when you're still in full view, after all.

Then she holds out her hands hopefully.] Is it alien fish again?

[touchofrogue]

Well, it's not ASP. [Of Rogue's glowfish, lovingly named Alternate Source of Protein.

Rogue waits until Katie's settled before maneuvering her way through the blanket fort. She's a lot better at this than a normal person, and manages to not even spill the stew. Thank you, Logan.

Reaching Katie, she lowers the stew down.] It is alien fish. I got ta see it in the market 'fore I bought it. It had pretty scales, but a scary head.

[flickerflash]

[She's eyed that goldfish off a few times, you know. Luckily there's an abundance of cooks on board.]

Probably better off dead, then. It won't have its feelings hurt anymore by all the other fish swimming away in terror. [She says this blissfully as she tucks in. Empathy for fish, hah. They're food, that's it.]

Thank you!

[touchofrogue]

You're welcome. [Making herself comfortable on ground-level.] How ya doin'? Drinkin' enough so that you're pretendin' ta be a fish?

[flickerflash]

If I drink any more I'll turn into water. [Actually she keeps forgetting that part. Katie should probably go visit the kitchen some time soon.]

We don't have orange juice, do we?

[touchofrogue]

Mmm. [She sees no evidence of this drinking, young lady. Maybe tea? Bleck. But... Katie does have that British thing going, maybe she likes tea?]

No, this planet doesn't have any oranges. The fruit's mostly dried or imported, but I did find somethin' that looks a little like kiwi. [Plenty of Vitamin C in kiwi...] Not much juice in it, but we can maybe flavor the water with it anyway, make it a little less borin' ta drink, huh?

[flickerflash]

I'm all in favour of less boring. I've had kiwi at home! I can't remember if I like it or not, though.

[Translate that how you may. Meanwhile she's still eating this delicious stew.]

[touchofrogue]

Mmmhmm. Well, it might serve as an orange juice substitute, it might not. It'll be green.

[flickerflash]

Green! [She brightens.] Maybe it'll be radioactive.

[touchofrogue]

I hope not. [An eyebrow raised.] Ya won't find bein' mutated as much fun as ya think.

[flickerflash]

Depends on what you call fun, I suppose. [But her nose wrinkles. She likes the way she is already.] Unless it's the kind of radioactive that just gives you superpowers. I'm not sure how radioactive tea would work, though.

[touchofrogue]

[And superpowers often weren't as much fun as people thought either.] What about regular old tea?

[Getting your fluids, young lady, etc., etc.]

[flickerflash]

Well, if we can't be radioactive I suppose regular old tea will have to do. [Such a grave sacrifice.] Can I finish my stew first?

[Because honestly it's delicious.]

[touchofrogue]

Of course. [Tiny smile for a small child.] You want company?

[flickerflash]

[Katie smiles at that, cheered up. It's nice to have company when you're ~dying horribly~ from flu germs.]

As long as you're not worrying about catching something.

[touchofrogue]

Mmm. I think it's too late anyway. I'm already exposed. [Sitting down on the floor carefully.] Might as well make the most of it.

[flickerflash]

Oh, well. [She shrugs comfortably.] We can die horribly together.

[touchofrogue]

Sounds like a plan. [She settles in comfortably, not really feeling the need to say anything else.]