three twins mingle!

[nedstarksbastard]

Who: SS Three Twins crew and visitors!
Broadcast: no?
Action: Three Twins
When: NOW NOW RIGHT NOW

[so what's all this about a nudist ship???]

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Jon Snow | OTA

[nedstarksbastard]

[Did you guys need an engineer? Well, now you've got one! He's just faceplanted right onto the deck--apparently he was walking when he got dragged here from the Marsiva, and going from the more spacious Hospitality Deck to the Three Twins all of a sudden can fuck with a guy's sense of where he is, exactly.

So Jon Snow--brother of the Night's Watch and Ned Stark's bastard--ends up introducing his face first and foremost to the floor of the Three Twins.

Don't mind the yelp he gives, he's just going to push himself up to a more respectable position. There's a rather sour look on his face that really means he would've loved some warning first before getting dragged over here, and he rubs at his forehead.]

Should I be getting used to that? [This is more of a muttered question, aimed at nothing and no one in particular as he stands. That's not to say, of course, that you can't answer it.]

[catamite]

[--really, the confetti and cheery jingle announcing a new arrival startles Nel just as much as the actual arrival tumbling to the floor does. with a similar yelp, he straightens up fast from where he'd been dozing in the comms seat (because it's the most comfortable seat on the bridge, not because he'd been actually working there), and scrubs the bleariness out of his eyes.

so, Jon is greeted by a startled teenager with piercings and brightly-colored hair, wearing little else but an enormously-oversized shirt, staring at him from where he's seated nearby. also there are pointed ears.

welcome.]

[nedstarksbastard]

[That's.

Wow. Okay. He stares for a beat too longer than necessary because what is he wearing, is he a Tyroshi (no he's not, some reasonable voice in Jon's mind supplies, not everyone here is from the same world), then shakes his head to try and shake off the shock.

...why's he not wearing pants?]

So what ship am I on this time?

[catamite]

Oh, uh... this is the Three Twins.

[a perfectly logical name for a ship. and he leans a little in his seat, as if he might actually be able to peer at the newcomer from a different angle like that.]

Are you new? ...Like, in living here?

[goldenglasses]

[There's a shout from down the hall as Vash peers out towards the shout.] Well, I think I'd rather not have the ship without gravity. So yeah, I suppose getting use to hitting the floor when tripping? Yes! I think you should. [Coming out fully now is one of Jon's new cremates. Tall, lean, wearing a long red coat and hair like a broom, but a friendly smile at least.]

Welcome to the Three Twins. You alright?

[nedstarksbastard]

Nothing's bruised but my pride, if that's what you're asking after. [For someone who grew up in a place colder than a freezer, Jon's humor is remarkably desert-dry.] I hadn't thought I'd get dragged here while walking, that's all.

visiting - hey bro, hey!

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb arrives late, not entirely comfortable with flying a small ship and that is exactly why it takes a little longer to dock the damn thing properly. He is not familiar with this ship at all and roams the hallways in silence. At least, that is until he sees Jon's back.]

Jon! [A broad grin appears on his face.] Ah! I have found you! [Robb is not sure if he is allowed to run in this space ship so he approaches his brother in some sort of half-running, half-walking way.]

[nedstarksbastard]

[Yeah, you know what? Fuck walking. Jon is going to run straight at his brother and hug him because it's been a while, all right, he thought Robb was dead. Technically he is. Technically Jon's also dead. But, yeah, going right in for a hug straight off the bat.

Then, right in Robb's ear, in a low yet triumphant tone:] I told you I got taller.

[ino]

[ Ino's wandering in when the confetti and such goes off to see who they've just gotten aboard the ship, but ... she wasn't exactly expecting to find a guy on the floor.

She looks a little amused as she watches him get up, though, a hand on her hip and her long hair out of its ponytail. ]

Rough landing?

[nedstarksbastard]

Aye, you could say that. [Just getting to his feet and brushing the dust off, thanks. Ow.] I'm all right--though my pride may be a little bruised.

fiona gallagher | ota.

[goodjob]

[Fiona is still pretty new to the Three Twins, and more importantly she's been busy as hell since they hit the Starstruck; she's done a very poor job of getting to know anyone. She disappears at the crack of dawn and reappears late at night to collapse onto the sofa, often in nothing but booty shorts and a tank-top... and an eye mask.]

[If you manage to catch her at the asscrack of dawn before she heads out for the day, she can usually be found in the kitchen. She's been slowly stocking it with nonperishable non-protein bar food items.] Want some cocoa puffs?

[Otherwise, you may find her very, very late at night, stumbling in the main entrance-way. She smells like alcohol but isn't drunk, in fact, she's got a few bottles of alien booze under her arm.] You old enough to drink on your planet?

[ino]

[ Ino tends to keep some strange hours herself, and she's just made her way into the kitchen for some tea, and all of a sudden she's being asked about ... what now? ]

... What's a cocoa puff? Like a cream puff?

[goodjob]

No, it's like a- [She answers by route, before realizing that it's pointless. How do you describe a cocoa puff? She holds the bowl out to the girl-- Ino, her name was?] I got toast, too.

[catamite]

[funny, those very late hours are also when this kid tends to come stumbling home, so their paths are bound to cross sometime. and as he has completely lost track of who actually lives on his ship anymore, he doesn't even bat an eye as some stranger comes wandering in, in the middle of the night.

curled up and seated on some nearby flat surface (these consoles can't be that important, right?) the elf is nursing a big glass of water. he's also got that smell of booze around him, but it actually matches how he looks.

and boy does he seem to perk up at that question.]

Oh... yeah. Why? Are you sharing?

[goodjob]

[Fiona wouldn't believe him, if not for the hair and ears. The hair and ears say 'I'm a weird fucking alien', even though his face (and, more accurately, the age of that face) would ordinarily make Fiona suspicious.]

Sorta. Not really a fan of Bacardi on Earth, probably not gonna be real crazy about space Bacardi. [She makes her way to the kitchen.] C'mon, I'll mix you something. You're... Nel, right?

[nedstarksbastard]

[About a day or so after his arrival, Jon--well, he doesn't wake up early. See, you have to sleep to wake up early, and Jon doesn't nearly do enough of that to qualify. He walks into the kitchen at dawn, restless after a day spent figuring out his way around an engine and dodging furry space-vermin, and--blinks.

Well, sure. Why not? He shrugs.]

As long as they're not turnips.

[goodjob]

[Fiona can be a little dry sometimes. First thing in the morning? One of those times. She gives the boy a flat look.]

Do they look like turnips?

[ino]

[ It's not too hard to find Ino aboard the Three Twins; when she's not working a bit on the station or shopping, anyways.

While on the ship, though, she can usually be found putting away groceries or clothes, or maybe even cooking up a little something! It's best to take advantage of those fresh ingredients while they can, after all ...

One of those things might be some chocolate, as a Valentine's Day treat. She seems to have found some cute little molds in the shape of flowers that she's putting the chocolate into ... ]

[catamite]

[at this station, Nel has fully returned to his nocturnal ways. so, when Ino is returning from a day of shopping, he's just waking up. half-dressed as usual, he's yawning and wandering out from where he'd been napping in her room as she's putting groceries away.]

Wow... did you buy all of that?

[ino]

[ She turns to look at him with a smile ]

Oh -- yeah! Figured we should stock up while we can, right?

Genjo Sanzo || OTA

[bastardmonk]

[ Now that he's had the chance to settle in a bit and get some things on planet, Sanzo's office is looking a little more personable. There's a mahjong board tucked between the couch and the wall, a blanket and pillow folded on the back of the couch, and a drawer full of smokes and cheap liquor. Granted, he still doesn't plan on using it for actual counseling duties, but if you bother him, maybe he won't hit you with his fan. Just ignore the sign he posted on the door that simply says

No damn way.

He can also be found sitting in the cargo bay, surrounded by his usual cloud of smoke. He managed to find a decent supply on the planet. Let's see how long they last him. ]

office

[halfblinded]

[ Hakkai is permanently nosy, and does want to be sure that Sanzo isn't about to murder all his shipmates in a fit of nicotine cravings or something of that nature, so naturally he's decided to come by for a visit. It doesn't take him long to spot the office, and there's not much question who it belongs to - not with that sign on the door - so he doesn't bother to knock before poking his head in to check.

Once he's verified that Sanzo is inside, he steps into the office fully, revealing that he brought beer and cigarettes with him. Just in case. ]

Well, isn't this cozy?

[bastardmonk]

[ He can hear the footsteps echoing out in the corridor, but ignores them for the most part. No one really bothers him if the door is closed. If they did, he can't deny that they'd have a death wish. However, much to his extreme annoyance, the door opens and he puts down the book he's reading enough to scowl over the top of it.

Oh. It's just Hakkai. The annoyance is placated by the peace offerings that can only be for him. Hakkai knows him so well, it's great. ]

It serves its purpose.

[catamite]

[Nel is so curious about that room, but he doesn't dare disturb it after having been so spooked the first time. he generally gives his new crewmate a wide berth in general, really--just coincidentally finishing up whatever he's doing and shuffling off to a different room when the other shows up. as unobtrusive as can be.

so, what finally draws him out of his shell a little bit... is all of that smoke. the elf never smokes while on the ship, and it's been a long time since he's been able to indulge anyway... so, of course a haze like that is going to draw him out.

he'll just haunt around the the door to the cargo bay, at first, to quietly check things out from a distance.]

[bastardmonk]

[ The smell of smoke may have started lingering a bit more lately. Sanzo's go-to fix for every trouble or situation is to light up. It's a wonder his office doesn't already smell like a stale ashtray. The cargo bay, he thinks, offers enough space that it shouldn't cause an issue, but what the fuck does he know about space ships? No one's said shit about it yet- though he doubts they will.

He's halfway through his second smoke when he happens to take notice of Nel's presence. Maybe not quite as sharp as his youkai companions, but he holds his own. When it's clear that the stalker isn't going to say anything, he sighs, fixing his sights on Nel. ]

I'm not going to stop; don't ask.