Chocolate-flavored Dessert Cream on the House

[thespaceopera]

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

Well, this is the place for you!

All new passengers from the last few Shuffles, especially those who haven't met their crews yet, are welcome to post starter-comments here to invite those living on and visiting your ship to come and interact. Newbies could be just arriving on the ship, busying around where others can find them, or you can offering multiple options for interaction--however you'd like to set up your thread is fine. Just make sure to include the name of your ship in the header, so your crewmates can easily find you!

Everyone else-- go meet those newbies! Whether they are new to your own crew, or on ships you frequently visit, now is a great time to bump into them.]

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natalie goodman | pathstone | action

[robitussin]

[coming onto the ship, and looking at the first person she sees.]

Hey. Guess we're stuck together for the indefinite future. Awesome, right?

[the sarcasm is strong with this one.]

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[onlyanapple]

[Sarcasm is the best. Crowley's lounging in his comms station chair, looking increasingly bored. He's not overly concerned with Atroma packing people in like sardines. He's not in command, he doesn't have to worry himself about where people will sleep tonight. He just knows it won't be HIS room.

He doesn't look up at Natalie as she speaks. ]

Oh yeah. It's the best. I can tell from your tone that you're so very excited to be here.

[robitussin]

Glad we agree on how utterly spectacular this is and my intense levels of sincerity.

You got a name?

[onlyanapple]

It's good we agree on such things. Living in close quarters and all.

[He doesn't sit up, but he does turn his head to look at her. ]

Crowley.

[robitussin]

How close are we talking?

[she folds her arms as she looks him over]

Opal.

[the wonders of coming from an amnesia game and picking an alternate name.]

[onlyanapple]

Currently? Closer than we should be. Atroma keep piling people in here and we;re running out of beds.

[Squint. ]

...Not one of those gem people, are you?

[robitussin]

...Please tell me there's at least one bed left for me.

Gem people? Uh, no, I have no clue what you're talking about.

[onlyanapple]

One left. Lucky you.

...Ah, maybe not then. There's a person here who's also a rock? Pearl I think. Anyway, you're clearly human so seems not.

[robitussin]

There is a god.

I can say with conviction that I am definitely not a rock.

[onlyanapple]

Yes, there is.

Good to know, it comes across as a little creepy, the living rock thing.

[princessia]

[ Elize feels up to greeting the Pathstone's new passenger this time around and goes to greet whoever it is, while toting her strange doll in her arm. She's about to give her usual welcomes and hellos, like when she used to stay on the Huntress.

But she's beat to the punch before saying any of that. The sarcasm is a little off putting for Elize... so she fidgets nervously. ]

...oh. Okay? If you wind up not liking it here, you can always transfer.

[robitussin]

Nah, it's cool. Everyone probably annoys me equally.

[she says, cheerfully. still, she's going to tone it down - she hadn't expected to see any children here.]

How long have you been here?

[princessia]

[ Oh, good. The cheerful tone helps, a little. ]

About ten months, I think. I got to go home once, but not for very long.

[robitussin]

Damn... That's rough. How old are you?

[princessia]

I'm twelve. Don't worry, I'm strong. And I've made a lot of friends here... so we look out for one another.