these are the days, it never rains but it pours...

[falconing]

Who: The crew of the Huntress and all visitors!
Action: On board the Huntress.
When: The month of January!

It's a mingle! For our new crew, resolving various catastrophes, and assuring Han Solo he made the correct decision in becoming a good person. Please send help.

Comments

[avaricious]

[Speaking of faces... Greed is standing at the docking bay when she comes aboard. Visitors are a little unusual just now and he is the tactical officer. This is probably like literally his only job besides being everyone's boss.]

Alright, lady. What's your purpose on this ship?

[mikangirl]

[Ah. Isn't this the guy who was complaining about people leaving his ship? With such a welcoming expression, she can't imagine why. Nevertheless, she smiles cheerfully at him.]

Visiting! I have friends on board, and one of your new crew members is from my world. You must be the captain, right?

[avaricious]

[He does smile - at least now. But it's the kind of smile from someone who is extremely proud of something they've done - which was probably terrible.]

That's right - Greed. And you are?

[mikangirl]

Nami. Co-pilot of the Bloodsport. [Headtilt.] Your parents call you that or is that a lifestyle choice?

[She can get behind greed, really.]

[avaricious]

My old man's a real piece of work. [No really. Basically pure evil.] Though it's definitely a lifestyle as well.

[mikangirl]

Well, nothing wrong with a little greed. Or even a lot of greed. [Just, you know. There are limits, at least for Nami.]

Anyway. I'm looking for a little girl called Koala, primarily.

[avaricious]

[His eyes narrow.]

Yeah? And what's your business with her? [She better not be taking her away. Not on this day!]

[mikangirl]

[Her smile fades, though her expression is still placid enough.]

No business. We're from the same world. I wanted to see how she's settling in.

[avaricious]

[The same world, huh? He takes a step forward as he looks her up and down to assess whether or not she's really a threat.]

Hold on now. The kid's with us now. Don't think we're going to let you drag her back into your sick slavery ring, lady.

[mikangirl]

[Nami goes very still, and it's probably evident from the sudden white anger in her face that you just tripped one hell of a nerve. She's been a slave, more or less. Thanks so much. Her reaction is tempered by the fact that, honestly, this kind of protectiveness is what she wants to see.

So she smiles again, tightly, staring at Greed and enunciating every word with precision.]

You know, I can't tell if you said that just to see what my reaction would be or you're really dense enough to believe that just because we're from the same world I must be involved with... that. Either way, that's really goddamned offensive.

[She steps up closer.] I'm not a slaver. I've never been a slaver. But if it helps-- [Because she cares so much about helping, because as she talks she's become quietly more furious--] my crew and I once took down a slave auctioning ring back home. Koala's under the protection of a good friend of mine. He was taking her home.

[avaricious]

[His expression doesn't falter for a moment. She lets her say her piece and he does listen, sincerely so. But if he's supposed to be apologetic, well, that's just not happening.

In fact he bursts out laughing, which soon turns into a wide grin.]

Well now, seems like I struck a nerve. Looks like you really do care about the brat, though. Anyone with that kind of passion is welcome on my ship.

[mikangirl]

[Please. She dun care about apologies. When she comes down from her touched nerve she'll appreciate Greed looking out for Koala. Of course, by that time she might have found out other fun things. Her temper makes her abrupt though, stalking past him with a clack of heels.]

Oh, I've got your blessing? Don't mind if I do then, Captain.