Jilly Coppercorn (
theoniongirl) wrote in
driftfleet2016-02-07 06:03 pm
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The Way to a Blue Fish's Heart...
Who: Blue Fish crew and visitors
Broadcast: Maybe some accidental, but not overall
Action: The Blue Fish kitchen
When: All Day, Feb. 7
[It had been a rough month for a lot of the Blue Fish crew. From blenders to family members and lost friends and blocked credits, they'd been soldiering on through a lot. And while Jilly was new enough to have skirted by most of the drama, she was keenly aware of the underlying stress of her crewmates. She wants to help.
Sometimes, though, words aren't enough...and so she sets about taking advantage of her augment to the best of her ability. For the past month she's been collecting recipes from the datary and experimenting with the supplies provided by the Atroma. And, in the days leading up to the 7th, she quietly recruits Beverly for a pair of extra hands with some Station grocery shopping and behind-the-scenes planning.
It's not announced, but on such a small ship it's hard to miss that something is going on that day. Forgoing her usual trip to the Station for job hunting and people watching, Jilly gets up extra early and sets the kitchen in motion. Recipes are taped up on the cabinets, ingredients are gathered, and so begins a marathon of food.]

[Between the combined forces of Jilly and Beverly, the two "cooks" for the Blue Fish will be setting out food all day as a bit of a much needed holiday for their crew (and any visitors who stop by). Volunteer as a taste-tester, grab food on the run, help clean dishes between baking bouts, or simply sit and relax with your crew mates. Food therapy is a go.]
Broadcast: Maybe some accidental, but not overall
Action: The Blue Fish kitchen
When: All Day, Feb. 7
[It had been a rough month for a lot of the Blue Fish crew. From blenders to family members and lost friends and blocked credits, they'd been soldiering on through a lot. And while Jilly was new enough to have skirted by most of the drama, she was keenly aware of the underlying stress of her crewmates. She wants to help.
Sometimes, though, words aren't enough...and so she sets about taking advantage of her augment to the best of her ability. For the past month she's been collecting recipes from the datary and experimenting with the supplies provided by the Atroma. And, in the days leading up to the 7th, she quietly recruits Beverly for a pair of extra hands with some Station grocery shopping and behind-the-scenes planning.
It's not announced, but on such a small ship it's hard to miss that something is going on that day. Forgoing her usual trip to the Station for job hunting and people watching, Jilly gets up extra early and sets the kitchen in motion. Recipes are taped up on the cabinets, ingredients are gathered, and so begins a marathon of food.]

[Between the combined forces of Jilly and Beverly, the two "cooks" for the Blue Fish will be setting out food all day as a bit of a much needed holiday for their crew (and any visitors who stop by). Volunteer as a taste-tester, grab food on the run, help clean dishes between baking bouts, or simply sit and relax with your crew mates. Food therapy is a go.]

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[ they all have their duties, women like her and sansa. they face their uncertainties and their dangers in corsets and nicely done hair and pretty smiles. those smiles are changed however, when they face one another, become more truthful to the fondness underneath. margaery's smile grows at the touch sansa offers, so rare for her, she knows. it's answered in a kiss onto sansa's palm. ]
I am not certain if the men here are aware this is the proper way to greet a lady, mayhaps if they see me do it, they will learn.
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Or they'll crab about how unlike their own customs it is, [ she answers with puffed cheeks and a bit of consternation. ] Few know how to behave properly. I'm sorry.
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[ decisively. for surely women of beauty and wisdom could bend the whole world to their wills as long as those wills are kind enough and as long as they have enough charm. ]
you and I.
[ she looks around them before leaning to whisper in her ear ]
the fashions are so odd. I sincerely hope I shall not be expected to dress like that.
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their foreheads nearly knock as she returns the whisper: ] Horrid, isn't it? But if it pleases you, I might have a gown or two you could borrow until you have credits enough for your own. Please, allow me to do this one thing for you.
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[ the giggling turn into a smile and she tightens their hands together ]
I accept only because I dare not deny you anything.
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And hardly a scrap of stays or corset. I don't know how they do it.