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.]

Comments

[discessum]

[ Lizzie huh? She takes a little offense to that, enough to pop right back at him. ]

Greed isn't a name. [ It's an emotion. A vice. The common thread between man.

Sassy. She straightens up and looks him over as if she could evaluate his skill as a captain from appearance alone. ]

[avaricious]

Well it is my name, as well as what I am. I'm the living personification of avarice, after all. I want everything you can possibly imagine - but I'll spare you the laundry list.

[He lets her size him up. If anything can be said for him, it's that he's not lacking in confidence. Authority and control fit him as naturally as a glove. There's few places in the world he'd fit better than at the top.]

[discessum]

Captain Greed then. [ The living personification of it? That's interesting to think about though she suspects it'd be rude to ask about it.

With the manner he offers up explanations however, Alisaie suspects it won't take long for it to be fully explained. ]

Could you explain the course this vessel navigates? [ Is he looking for home or does something else guide him? ]

[avaricious]

[Flatly.] There's no course at all. Right now we're docked at the Starlight. You might want to go have a look around before we kick off again.

[Captain he might be, but he wasn't much interested in this little ship when there was so much opportunity on the station for him to take advantage of.]

[discessum]

[ Oh, how embarrassing. She clearly knows nothing of space travel or travel in general. ]

The meeting place of the politicians? [ More importantly to point out: ] You would have me wander aimlessly without guard?

[avaricious]

..... yes?

[It's not that he's uncaring, it's that he's- well no wait, that's actually exactly what he is. He fixes her with an expression of appropriate dubiousness over why he should at all be concerned about her personal safety.]