bishop mingle

[invigorates]

Who: Bishop crew and visitors!
Broadcast: NO!!!!
Action: On the Bishop!!!
When: JANUARRRRYYY!!!

[ DEAR BISHOP CREW: WELCOME YOUR NEW MEMBERS, BE MERRY, DO STUFF. YEAH!! ]

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[experiencepoints]

[Having procured a rather impressive array of supplies from the planet and Christmas presents, the kitchen is going to be smelling very good with Nightingale cooking all sorts of nice meat dishes, albeit at very odd hours. Still, if you come to investigate these smells (or the late-night noises, honestly), you should probably watch your head, with dishes and ingredients and whatnot flying around the kitchen to where she needs them at high speeds.

Alternately, you can find her wandering the halls of the ship with an excited little fox from the planet. Seriously, very excited, wanting to get up in everyone's space.

Or I guess if you're after something more peaceful, she can also be found in the cargo bay, fox curled up with her as she works on that guide of hers some more.]

[invigorates]

[ delightful smells coming from the kitchen are surely no cause for alarm. but the continuous clang of pots and pans at such strange hours of the night are - enough that the dark elf eventually decides that it's time to investigate.

lioriley steps into the doorway of the kitchen as an array of vegetables flies past her head. ]

Ah - is everything all right in here? [ surely she did not mean to do that. ]

[experiencepoints]

-- Oh, shit. Are you okay?

[She waves, and everything lands quickly.]

Sorry, none of that hit you, did it? I wasn't paying enough attention.

[invigorates]

No, I am fine. [ thankfully, she's short enough to have avoided being hit in the face - or elsewhere - and quickly shakes her head to try and dismiss the woman's concerns. ]

Truthfully, I had thought you might be having some trouble. But it would seem that I was mistaken. [ she glances around the room, noting how it doesn't seem as disastrous as she expected upon hearing the noise and seeing food flying everywhere. ] How did you do that?

[experiencepoints]

Huh- Oh! The flying? It's just wind magic.

[She demonstrates, flicking a finger and causing a nearby bowl to levitate up, carried by a small bit of wind under it.]

Sorry, I don't usually make this much noise. Only when I'm trying to be quiet, I guess.

[invigorates]

There is no need to apologize, you did nothing wrong.

[ suddenly, the leylines across the elf's cheeks brighten significantly. she said the magic word. uh... magic. ]

Ah - Have you any other abilities? I am always interested in speaking with other magic users...

[experiencepoints]

[the glow gets her attention, and she makes a note about that, but she doesn't say anything just yet. after all, commenting might be rude.

Still, more magic-users is enough to get her to smile herself, setting the bowl back down.]

I do, but all of my other abilities require a target. Wind is mostly just my spell for being lazy. You do magic, too?

[invigorates]

How interesting. [ genuinely interesting! the dark elf nods, leylines still bright, still pulsing in time with what seems to be the beat of her heart. ]

I do. My people are born of magic, and we study it for as long as we live. [ which is a long-fucking-time, ok. ] I myself prefer to heal, where others may prefer to defend, or fight. [ but let's not talk about freaky elf magic just yet. ]

Are your other abilities element based as well?

[experiencepoints]

A healer, huh? I can do a little of that myself, but I don't really have any talent for it. Offensive, elemental magic is my specialty... Especially since I lost most of my spells a while ago.

Fire is my big attacking spell, recently.

[invigorates]

You lost most of your spells? I did not think something like that was even possible. [ then again, she doesn't really know how magic in nightingale's world works, so maybe there it is. ] How did that happen, if I may ask?

[experiencepoints]

It's... technically not possible, no. But it's a very complicated story, that I don't like telling sober.

[invigorates]

[ despite her obvious curiosity, lioriley relents easily enough and gives the other woman a small nod. ]

Of course. Perhaps we should speak of something else. [ there's plenty of topics to choose from. ] Introductions may be a good start, hm?

[experiencepoints]

I'd think so.

I'm Nightingale. Gray Nightingale from Takshaka. What about you?

[everydayhero]

[food at odd hours??? that's hiro's bag.

[your captain is investigating this food smell, friend. all you fucking magical cooks, god. thank god he's still short enough to duck.]

Hey, something smells great in here.

[experiencepoints]

[She glances up and flicks a wrist, and the flying ingredients start to give him a wide berth.]

I've managed to stockpile enough meat from that last planet to last us a damn long while. I'm making stir-fry, you want some?

[everydayhero]

Uh, yeah? Definitely?

[you are asking him if he wants meat, he is never going to say no]

... Are there cooks in the fleet that aren't magical?

[experiencepoints]

[She motions with a finger, and an extra plate levitates over to her.]

Probably. I'm not sure why so many people seem to have those two skills together, here... At least I don't use magic in the cooking itself.

[She has to take a moment to actually give him a proper look over before going back to the food.]

So... You're talking like you're not new here, so I'm assuming you must be this mysterious captain I've heard so much about?

[everydayhero]

[look at this grin of his. this apologetic. grin.]

Uh... yeah. Took a nap for like. All of November, and then I got busy with Christmas presents, and maintaining all the cool stuff on the ship...

I'm Hiro Hamada. Nice to meet you.

[experiencepoints]

[well, now she just looks worried.]

A month-long nap? Are you okay?

[everydayhero]

Yeah, Atroma does that... I guess. It happened a lot to a friend of mine, but he's left the fleet since.

[he looks a little concerned for a moment, but he just rubs the back of his neck and shrugs.]

Not a huge deal.

[experiencepoints]

... Oh. Sorry to hear that.

I'm Nightingale, by the way. Gray Nightingale, from Takshaka.

[everydayhero]

Nightingale... That's a really pretty name.

[he perks up a little, mostly out of force.]

You've been settling in pretty good on this ship, right?

[experiencepoints]

[She turns a little red at the compliment to her name, and busies herself with the cooking.]

Th- Thanks.

I hope so? I'm mostly just trying to stay out from underfoot, honestly.

[everydayhero]

[he grins a little.]

You work with a lot of busy people, I'll admit it. But we're friendly.

[experiencepoints]

... Well, it's a better kind of 'friendly' than getting crushed under Nimbus's fuzzy butt, I'll grant you.

How long have you been here, anyway?