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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[nedstarksbastard]

[Blinking at her, then taking a closer look at the food on offer. Nope, not turnips, and he exhales in relief.]

They're not very turnip-like to me, no, unless you've a different sort of turnip in mind. [Two can play at that game, and his tone is somewhat dry, even a little sardonic. What does he know about alternate universes' turnips, anyway?]

[goodjob]

[Fiona likes it when someone can keep up with her. She smirks, but her tone is still flat as a board:] Shut up and eat your turnips.

[She slides the bowl toward him.] You're new, right?

[nedstarksbastard]

I knew it.

[But there's actually a--a slightly teasing quality in that tone, as he accepts the bowl.]

Aye, I came here--yesterday. [He's pretty sure it was yesterday. It's hard to tell when you're trapped in space and you've never had any experience in space before.] It seems I'm to be the new engineer.

[goodjob]

Huh. You like engineering? [Fiona says while she lights a cigarette. Her tendency to keep an eye on kids rears its head again. 'Kids', of course, meaning anyone who appears younger than her.]

[nedstarksbastard]

Not really. I've never done anything like it before. [He's weirdly casual about admitting his total lack of inexperience in this area.]

[goodjob]

Yeah, they gave me a pilot augment and I don't even got a license back home. [A pause.] Well, not a real one. [The toast pops behind her, and she turns to grab it.] You got a name?