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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[survives]

[--Did they get someone else??]

...Um. That way. [She points in the general direction of the sleeping quarters, frowning slightly.] But didn't you get those from there?

[paraclete]

Thank you for your instructions. I came from somewhere else. [Yet he seems perfectly comfortable in his surroundings, like he belongs here — like he has belonged here for longer than everyone else. For all his atmosphere conveys, he could have lived on this ship since the time of its maiden voyage.

No, he's just strange, is all.]

[survives]

Oookay. So you're visiting!

[All right, all right, a visitor. That's not strange. Totally not.

...They don't usually bring their own bedding though.]

And you're gonna... sleep here?

[paraclete]

Oh, I'm not tired. [So he's either spacey or deliberately obtuse. Could be both. He rests his chin on the pillow tucked up against his chest, smiling at her.] I brought these for my friend.

[survives]

[Oh.]

So your friend's part of the crew, right? [She frowns, tapping a finger against her cheek.] But we've got blankets already.

[paraclete]

Yes, so it seems. [Kaworu had rushed over pretty much as soon as he'd gotten wind of Shinji's assignment. The shuttles, at least, are a convenience. Even without them, Kaworu would have found a way... Yeah, he'd fling himself into space for Shinji without a second thought.]

I thought he could use some more. I want him to be comfortable. Right now, that's going to take some effort.

[survives]

[This is. So weird??

She can understand him being concerned about his friend, but.

How did this happen?]

Um, when you say it's going to take some effort... [A short laugh, a touch awkward. "Is your friend the one who was throwing up" is probably a little bit of an awkward question.] Is he okay? I-is he sick?!

[Oh boy.]