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

[scrubscrub]

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.

Comments

[eyeforaneye]

[A]

[ The muted fanfare upon arriving -- confetti and sweets, really? -- does nothing to brighten his nearly perpetual frown and he's actually remarkably quick to turn away from it all in order to start inspecting the ship itself. Yes, that includes potentially brushing off new crew mates all because he's on a self-appointed mission to check out... buttons... and complicated meters... and flashing lights...

Okay, he understands absolutely nothing that he is looking at and the expression on the somewhat dazed one-armed man's face slowly shifts to looking like he is fighting back an intense headache. Feel free to find him poking around literally anywhere, your room included. ]

[B]

[ Sasuke's eventually managed to find his own room, no doubt with some assistance, and has had a chance to take stock in how bare bones everything is so far. Familiar, at any rate. Want a private chat? No doubt you'll be walking in on him checking his communicator, keeping himself from going insane through one-armed push-ups or sit-ups, or -- woe betide -- catching a quick nap.

If you think he hasn't already been into the kitchen, dismantled the blender, made shivs from each of the blades, and is one hundred percent willing to brandish them if you wake him up, then you're wrong. Choose wisely. ]

.... C??????

[ino]

[ She's totally walking in on him in the kitchen while he's dismantling the blender. She has a short sword in one hand, and a small, still budding tomato plants in the other. What a great care package, am I right.

Anyways, she stands in the doorway, squinting in his direction. ]

Um ...

What are you doing?

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[eyeforaneye]

[ You know that look a cat gives you when you walk in on it doing something wrong? ]

2/3

[eyeforaneye]

[ Annnd you know that look it gives you when it decides it doesn't give a shit and keeps on doing it? ]

3/3

[eyeforaneye]

[ That's essentially what we're dealing with here. ]

Ino. [ A brief greeting before he's looking back down, electricity charged in his fingertips to make an impossibly sharp blade that cuts evenly through the metal he's working with. ]

This isn't your ship. When did you arrive?

[ino]

Just a second ago.

[ She approaches him now, though, setting the sword and the plant on the counter next to him. ]

You ... do realize there's only one blender, right? And that some people were probably using it?

A

[fishwife]

[Poking into Undyne's room is a bad idea. Not only has she decorated the walls with various melee weapons, but upon ONE STEP into her room uninvited, he will be greeted with an onslaught of bright blue-green spears raining down from out of nowhere. They hit the floor hard enough to dig in.

Undyne stands dramatically on her bed, another conjured lance brandished in her hand.]

YOU! Only a fool would dare intrude upon a warrior's private domain!

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[eyeforaneye]

[ A mere quarter of a second in time he steps back, instinct taking over before his mind has actually registered what's happened... and when he does register it he just stares blankly at those spears for a moment. ]

2/4

[eyeforaneye]

...

3/4

[eyeforaneye]

...

4/4

[eyeforaneye]

I suppose this isn't my room, then.

[fishwife]

[Oh, a new guy. Not that her demeanor changes much. She just laughs.]

Nope! Welcome to the Huntress.

[She waves a hand, and the lances disappear.]

What's your name, human?

B.

[scrubscrub]

[Koala stops by his room with extreme focus, making a beeline for his bed with a hefty folded pile of what looks to be an outfit in her hands. She jumps nearly out of her skin when she realizes the inhabitant is finally, uh — inhabiting, a squeak punching out of her before she dons her signature creepy-wide-smile that is hardly genuine and more for the sake of following old orders that play on repeat in her mind.]

I'm very sorry, sir, so sorry! I didn't realize you'd be here so quickly. Ahh, sorry! I washed the spare outfit they left you in case you needed it; it's very soft and nice to wear now! A-and very nice to smell. I'll leave this in here for you.

Is the cleaning to your liking? Anything I can adjust for you, or get for you?

[eyeforaneye]

[ She's small and thus her presence goes unnoticed throughout his light sleep for just a second too long, therefore unable to have a calm reaction instead of one built upon instinct. Sasuke's instantaneously drawn a weapon when she starts speaking, a blade pointed at her that he just as soon lowers when he realizes who he's dealing with...

Not that he can't tell when she just keeps going. Undyne had given him a broad idea of what to expect, after all. His sigh is quiet, a momentary break in his composure that he attributes to just how tired he is -- sleeping in a foreign place is hard enough for him. ]

Enough. [ His track record with small children -- girls in particular -- is not good. Then again that might be because a lot of them developed crushes on him and he was too socially stunted to figure it out most of the time. ] What's your name?

[scrubscrub]

[She flinches, and the slight tremble of her hands curled on the clothes matches the icy feeling in her gut. But the blade is at least... not apparently going to stab her. She's glad. She's seen what people can do to a slave, if they're feeling particularly upset. Or bored. She swallows, keeping up appearances, her face smoothed into nothing but feigned bliss. As if nothing about this interaction is at all concerning.]

I'm Koala, sir! I apologize for speaking too much.

Would you like me to fetch you anything? Perhaps something warm to drink.

B.

[honorbends]

[ so after being YELLED AT FOR A BLENDER HE DIDN'T BREAK zuko has elected to actually, you know, find the dumbass who has already decided to destroy a fucking blender which HE SOMEHOW GOT BLAMED FOR

god.

it only takes a few moments for zuko to poke around and figure out where sasuke is, and once he's directed to his room, he nudges it open a little slowly. (depending on the day, sasuke can be violent if disturbed. ]

You took apart the blender.

{ it's said flatly.

this is how he says hello.

ask him how he knows you piece of garbage. ]

[eyeforaneye]

[ What a great time to walk in, as someone is currently examining a small ceiling vent in the corner of his room... by having actually attached himself to the ceiling, crouched near it. He glances back over his shoulder when he hears that voice, however, straightening up before gracefully flipping to drop back down onto the floor. Sasuke dusts off his white shirt, still in the clothes he'd been wearing when he arrived since he'd had a chance to clean them. ]

So it's you who's come to see me now.

Don't tell me your duties are now extended to policing the use of other ships' kitchen appliances.

B ... ISH?

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan tends to frequent the kitchen a lot these days in case someone floods it or cleans it intensely. This was new, though he wished it wasn't happening at all. ]

Is there a reason why you're destroying the kitchen?

[eyeforaneye]

[ Oh look it's someone who's actually sane, you're literally our only hope. ]

... hn. By 'kitchen' you mean this irrelevant appliance and by 'destroying' you mean modifying?

A.

[avaricious]

[We're at the airlock and there's a guy who seems a few clicks away from getting himself sucked into space.

This should be awesome. Greed watches with interest from the safety of the doorway.]

You should pull the lever. I bet something great will happen.

[eyeforaneye]

[ The worst part about this is that he likely would've tried -- despite the amount of force no doubt needed -- if he hadn't been interrupted. And now he's immediately wary. This had the opposite effect intended. ]

... who are you?

[waterwing]

[ When he pokes around the bathrooms, Sasuke may find an odd sight.

There's a blue girl standing over the toilet, repeatedly flushing it and watching the water spiral down and down. ]

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[eyeforaneye]

[ He hears the first flush while he's inspecting the sink, but by the third he's reached his own limit and looks in to see if something is malfunctioning. ]

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[eyeforaneye]

3/3

[eyeforaneye]

[ Okay, now he's just reaching around her to place his hand over the flush mechanism before she can trigger it yet again . ]

... no.