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

[digthefuzz]

[An awkward laugh.]

Yeah... So you see, it's a real concern for me. I'd appreciate some work to do!

[scrubscrub]

... I've never heard of so many people who want to do their own work...

But... Um... We could clean... together. Sometimes.

[Look how hard she's trying, okay.]

[digthefuzz]

We're in outer space now. It takes all kinds, apparently.

[He smiles brightly.]

Dude, that would make me so happy!

[scrubscrub]

Very well!

[She puts her hand out slowly, her hand trembling minutely with some lingering fear; it's just too difficult to completely shake it, though she's oddly comforted a bit by Kurt's blue skin.]

Then... we'll shake on it, sir!

[digthefuzz]

Great! Let's totally shake it up!

[And he reaches his fuzzy blue three-fingered hand out to do the handshake, hoping it doesn't weird her out.]

[scrubscrub]

[Without batting a confused or scared eye at Kurt's hand, she just takes it and gives it a sturdy shake, as if it were such a normal sight. She's been with fishmen; this is really just the norm to see.]

T-then it's a deal...!

[digthefuzz]

[The comfort is welcome at least and he smiles constantly.]

Deal! Good to do business with you, Miss Koala.