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]

If you come looking for Greed, you will find him on the ship. Now that there's a security officer again, he's carrying around a sidearm again. Not that he necessarily needs it since he mostly can be found hogging the pinball machine. He's trying really, really hard to get the high score. Although the rest of the ship might seem to be on frayed nerves and likely conspiring against him, he seems fairly laid back and relaxed.

[scrubscrub]

Koala is very, very wary of that sidearm. Fisher Tiger had forced his crew to disarm when she was on board — but it's understandable that Greed does not. He seems like he's very intent on showing he is strong, or maybe that's just what she gets when he talks about gangs and protection and things of that nature.

... But then again, he doesn't look very tough playing pinball.

She pretends to clean nearby, but she's actually just interested in the game.

Because — it looks interesting. And it lights up! Very pretty.

Nobody at Mariejois had... whatever that is.

[avaricious]

A minute passes without him being even aware that she's there. After doing this for several days in a row, Greed had managed to get good enough to keep a ball in play longer and longer each time. But his luck can't last forever and soon the ball goes sliding out of sight and with it, the last of his play. He's scored high - but not high enough.

"So that's how you wanna play it, huh? Well alright you bastard, let's go again." Just as he was about to use his captain's privilege to start another round, he happened to notice he was being watched. "What? You want a turn or something?"

[scrubscrub]

BUSTED.

She looks like she's hit by an electric shock, suddenly standing very straight and tall.

"W-who, me?! No, I wouldn't! I wouldn't touch your things, sir!" She turns back to the washing of the wall. It's very, very clean. Check out your handsome mug in the reflection. "A slave should never touch someone else's toys and games! The Celestial Dragons forbid it, and so I will lead by example...!"

[avaricious]

"Do I look like I care about what a bunch of moon lizards want?" Greed took the necessary moments to fetch a crate to place in front of the machine, then gestured for her to stand up on it. "I'm adding this to your to-do list. I want to see your name in the top ten."

[scrubscrub]

..........................

"Top ten?"

She stares at the machine.

Is this a test? Will there be a punishment if she fails?

[avaricious]

"That would be a high score, kid. You've been watching me, right? So you should know how to play already."

The greatest of punishments will await her if she fails - having to try again.

[scrubscrub]

"I... I think I could try! I understand it a little."

She will just. Stand on the crate and look at the very overwhelming machine.

"I just need to not let the ball fall all the way to the bottom, right, sir?"

[avaricious]

"Exactly. Once it reaches the bottom, you lose. It's all about timing and reflexes. But don't expect it to be easy."

The game cheated. He was convinced of it. There were times it would push the ball into the side of the panel where there was absolutely no way he could salvage it. If there was anything that pissed him off more then it was being forced to lose.

[scrubscrub]

She gives a nod.

"A-alright! Since Mr. Greed could not do it and has tasked me with it, I will do my best!"

... How does she begin? What stage-fright she has right now...

But she must try!

"Should I begin?"

[avaricious]

Couldn't do it!? Briefly he grits his teeth and considers giving her a good whollop for that remark. But he composes himself and smiles thinly.

"Time's a wasting, kid."

[scrubscrub]

"Yes sir! I understand!"

She gets to work, and of course she's already off to a poor start — but she's nothing if not determined, so she'll keep going. And going. And going. You might want to go enjoy yourself elsewhere and maybe you'll get an update.

... Ssssomeday.

Just twenty or fifty more plays.

Maybe.

[avaricious]

Greed grinned and gave her hair a good ruffle before spinning on his heel to find some other part of the spaceship to go micromanage. He'd check on her later.

[scrubscrub]

I am in hell and this is my torture.