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Who: Robin-ish
Broadcast: Crew only (plus a private convo, plus any nosy Comms people...)
Action: Bloodsport crew can use this for action mingling if y'all want!
When: About a day after the last shuffle...

[how are you doing on this fine day, Bloodsport? at a reasonable hour, Robin picks up his communicator and opens a line to the whole ship... speaking in that friendly, charismatic tone of his.]

Good afternoon everyone, this is your captain speaking. It looks like we've taken on some new passengers, as well as a whole room that wasn't here yesterday, so... I'd like to officially welcome our new crew onto the Bloodsport. The line is open, so please, feel free to introduce yourself and get to know each other. We look forward to having you on board.

[and then, with only the slightest change towards a more somber tone--]

For those that knew her, I am also sorry to say that Rin is no longer on our ship roster. There's a small possibility that she's merely been transferred and has yet to return contact, but I don't want to keep anyone in the dark.

[there, that's over. he returns to something perfectly casual.]

I'm going to be off-ship for a day or so, while we're still planet-side. If anyone has any questions or concerns in the meantime, you're welcome to contact me privately and I'll return the message when I get the chance. My personal frequency is... [frequency number here!] After that, you are more than welcome to speak with me in person.

[a short laugh.] No one is allowed to break the ship until I get back, all right? That will be all, thank you.

[he ends the transmission, leans back in his chair... time for one more thing, before he leaves.]

[locked to Tekhetsio... unless you're a sneaky Communications person.]

[it's a text, but at least they're both on-world... it might not take a half-hour to go through.]

Hey, I feel like shit. I'm going to go drink. Come dancing with me?

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I'll hold down the fort, captain [Or he'll be sleeping on it somewhere. Same difference. There's also the unsaid smarmy tone that says 'well, look at you, sounding so official']

Always dependable, Michael. Good man. [which might be some smarm back. 'look at you, pretending to be responsible'.]

[He laughs] Angel. But I'll let it slide.

Sure you don't need an escort? [He might be asking if Robin is ok]

Hah, yeah. [he does make a note to say 'angel' next time, though.] I'm sure.

[It takes him a moment to respond again while he fiddles with the control and finally isolates the feed to Robin's signal]

It's okay if you miss her.

Stop.

[wow... sounds like he didn't like that at all.]

[He'd realized Robin didn't like to acknowledge his feelings, but maybe not that it was quite this bad.]

Alright~

But that's not how we make friends. [Which comes out mild and only gently chiding. He really will stop now. At least...for now. He has time.]

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Maybe that's the point.

[he only says that because he's angry. he knows that. he'd like to be distant, but Rin... there's a lot of reasons he's upset that Rin is gone. it picks at scabs on much older wounds.]

I just don't want your sympathy right now, all right?

[If he wanted to ruffle Michael's feathers, metaphorically speaking, it doesn't quite work. This is the kind of thing that has to be worn down slowly over time.

His only answer is a heavy shrug, and then cuts the feed]

Got it.

[ that's all.

oh, wait. it's not all. riku's not entirely sure what robin's fancies are, but he knows that booze is one of them--so on his cot? a bottle of booze and a bag of both jerky (tallbird, of course.) and sweets (mostly taffy). yes, there's a little note in riku's handwriting that says don't spend it all in one place. ]

[the response was easy enough and he's kind of antsy to get out of there, so he lets it sit... Riku knows not to be a doofus. he might (?) be the youngest person on this ship, but he's also probably the most responsible.

he was noooot expecting to find stuff on his cot, though. what are these, presents? for that thing that Michael's been talking about? Gods, Robin thought he was keeping himself together pretty well, and now he feels like... crying, because someone who's not Rin did something nice for him and not in a shitty, selfish, passive-aggressive kind of way.

...okay, if Riku's on the ship, he'll find him before he leaves. :|a]

[ he's been spending too many days out in the winter wonderland--more like winter wasteland. instead of meditating, he's just writing in a thin journal in the armory, back against one of the walls. when he feels robin approaching, he raises his head, a little hesitant.

he's. not ready to be called out on his niceness. though, robin already did that. ]

[oh, good. he's here.]

Hey.

[he thinks about starting with the mundane and working down; he's already got this mad spiral of possibility unraveling at the back of his head. but... Robin knows Riku left those there. Riku knows that Robin knows that Riku left them there. Riku isn't going to pull a proverbial knife out at the last second. it's going to be okay.]

Before I leave, I need to tell you something.

[ riku's brows quirk, and he pulls at his side bangs awkwardly before nodding. ]

Okay. I'm listening.

[okay, he'll just casually close the door behind them and crouch down closer to Riku, balancing on the balls of his feet.]

Yeah, so. I'm actually immortal and this human form is really just a complex illusion.

[ uuuuuuh.

riku looks momentarily surprised--but his mind catches right up with present day after a second. ]

Okay.

Okay.

[he just. lets his head fall forward so that he can grind his palms into his eyes. he feels like he's going to throw up. despite all that, he keeps a professionally steady voice.]

That was maybe the worst way to start this. Shit. I just... [okay. oookay. okay.] Rin was the only one who knew, and now she's gone, so I want someone else to know.