/takes the huntress out back and buries it (jan mingle pt. II)

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Who: Anyone on the SS Huntress! Crew and visitors.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Huntress
When: More of January! We got three new crew mates and it will be messy.

IT'S ANOTHER MINGLE FOR OUR EVER-EXPANDING SHIP.

Also, we need an update on how well Koala is doing at pinball.

God, help this ship.

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[It's during this downtime that Greed catches her pacing frantically. Hey, since when did he tell her to do that? Then again, he had been monopolizing the pinball machine for the last hour and the ship was absurdly clean.

He places a single finger on the top of her head to get her to stop.]

Ya know kid, there's a lot better ways to get your exercise then spinning around in place.

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[She stops rather smoothly under Greed's finger, not moving an inch, only glancing up at him.]

I'm not spinning, Mr. Greed, sir. I'm looking for things to do!

[Things to do = working all the live long day, but whatever.]

Perhaps I should check all the appliance once again and make sure they're still functional...!

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Uh huh. [Well that's just ridiculous. Things to do?]

Well, I know exactly what you mean. I'm getting sick of pinball. So what if I was to take you on a little field trip?

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A... Field trip?

[What is that?

A trip to a literal field, orrr...???]

[avaricious]

That's right, shortstack. I was thinking of having a look at the Iskaulit. It's some bigger ship - bigger and roomier than this bucket of bolts.

[This place was just getting too crowded for his tastes.

Also he was pretty sure they might conspire to prevent him re-docking on the ship somehow. Better to have someone tiny and cute along for the ride if the crew decides to mutiny.]

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Oh, I would like to go! If it's not much trouble!

[She hasn't been out, okay.

She needs to get out, for her own good.]

What will I need to do when we get there?

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It'll be my pleasure. All you have to do is stay close to me.

[He doesn't want to be the guy who lost a kid on another spaceship. The crew would really tear into him the moment that happened.]

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[She nods, standing tall and sure of herself.]

I will stay close, Mr. Greed. I promise.

Do we need to take anything with us? I could fetch it.

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[Atta girl, just what he likes to see!]

Nothing we need that we don't already got. We just have to go board the shuttle.

[And pray Greed can pilot it. That sure as hell didn't come with his augment. Either way, he plunges his hands into his pockets and leads the way.

Later that evening, two die in fatal shuttle accident.]

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[...

Well, it just goes to show what happens when you trust Greed to do anything.

AVARICIOUSLY FLOATS THROUGH SPACE, CLAIMING THE STARS AND PLANETS.

Who's going to replace that blender now?







She follows after him into the shuttle bay anyway, obliviously willing to go towards potential doom.]

[avaricious]

[So Greed has never flown a shuttle or much of anything ever. So this is a good thing. The shuttle itself is really only meant for one person, but there's space behind the seat for someone small to stand behind him. That's where Koala gets to go.

Once they're all boarded, Greed takes a moment to scan the controls.]

Okay. So. Gotta to be one of these buttons.

[He points at all the buttons.]

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Yes!!!

[She eagerly awaits their movement!

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

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

Any time now.]

Which one do you think it is?

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[He presses a button. This button is a very special one because it causes the shuttle to go into reverse in the cargo bay and knock over a shelf of equipment. The shuttle shakes and Greed winces.]

Well it's not that one.

[He pauses to look at the controls to find another one.]

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Mr. Greed, do you know how to pilot a shuttle?

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No. But how hard can it be?

[Another button and the shuttle turns upside down. Fortunately the artificial gravity doesn't have them falling on their heads - but it is disorienting.

Another button and at least they're moving forward into open space!]

See? Easy as pie.

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[WFJSDLFJDKLFJDF--

I AM HAVING REGRETS.

FLOATING UNSURE REGRETS

SOMEONE HELP SOS]

W-w-w-

Just don't crash us, sir!

[avaricious]

Have a little faith in me, kid! See, we're already in space, right?

[At least now as he tries to get a handle on the controls there's less things to crash into. At least until they start picking up speed.

But first thing's first...]

Now which one of these is the Iskaulit...

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[She looks calm. But her fingers are squeezing rather intensely into the top of the backseat.]

Ah, yes! Faith! I will have faith! Yes, sir!

[avaricious]

Hold on, kid! I think I've got the hang of this!

[Um did they almost hit the Paisley? Maybe, but who cares. Just gonna slip around the Vanquish up there, try not to get too close to the Marsiva (it's practically the barn door in this scenario), and hey is that the Iskaulit up ahead? Let's try to figure out which side has the docking bay.

Maybe we'll just circle it a few times while Greed has his eyes glued to the window searching... searching...]

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[OH MY GOOOOOOOD.

She is internally praying to whatever is out there to keep her alive.

Because she traveled a very long way, to die in such a cruel twist of events!!!!

But anyway, she's practically a wet cat latched onto a leg. Only it's Greed's chair.]

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[After circling the Iskaulit another seven times like an old person looking for the best parking place, Greed finally takes them in. What no one ever considers in space is that there is no up or down which makes everything more confusing than it should be and nobody ever puts up signs saying which way rightside up is on a ship. So when they fly into the docking bay, the shuttle is upside down. This is annoying because it's not exactly easy to flip the shuttle over inside, so they have to fly back out, do a loop to get oriented, and then fly back inside. Their shuttle manages to land on top of some important equipment. Oh well!

Greed disembarks triumphantly!]

See now? Told you it'd be easy!

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[Koala follows with a considerable display of sea legs.]

Y-you're aaabsolutely right, Mr. Greed. You're always riiight...

[sway, sway

... She's kind of green-faced, actually. What a ride.

Stay strong, Koala...!]

[avaricious]

[She looks pretty unstable, so Greed just plants a hand on her head to stabilize her and direct her as they walk.]

Some good sense, at last. Let's say we got find a drink first before we go start exploring. You're looking kind of green just now.

[He may be lousy in a shuttle, but Greed always knows how to find a bar and he leads them with expert precision to where they might select a beverage.]

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[JUST A LITTLE GREEN, IT'S ALL GOOD.]

I-isn't bars for older people?

[Maybe she remembers these places incorrectly.]

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[Eh? Oh... right. Greed gives Koala a measuring look and tries to decide how much shit he'd get for giving her a sip of booze.

... not worth it.]

We'll find you a juicebox or something.