In like a Tourist, out like a lamb

[takingkarabusiness]

Who: Tourists and visitors!
Broadcast: nah
Action: S.S. Tourist
When: March!

[ What are you up to this month, Tourists? Living up to your ship name on the station? Well, share your spoils with the rest of the crew! Or maybe you've been engaging in ahem illicit pursuits? We promise not to tell! ]

Comments

Kara Danvers

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara, for her part, has been her regular chipper self—with a caveat. She has been stress cleaning EVERYTHING. Well, everything in public areas. The kitchen, the bridge, everything. She may also be trying some creative crafting to brighten the place up, isn't it nice? Cute hand towels in the kitchen really just add to the space, don't you think?

You can catch her wiping the counters down or reorganizing the armory, or in some other situation. Perhaps she's barring your way in the corridor? ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Why is she so happy about everything? EVERYTHING??? Fenris doesn't get it. He'll just be staring at the adorable hand towels with a mixture of confusion and irritation. They have no right to exist. ]

...What is the point of these?

[takingkarabusiness]

[ you have a tone, mister ]

To dry your hands, or the countertop, or whatever else you need dried. And also to look nice. You don't like them?

Chloe Price

[helladoomed]

A - Moving Day

[With recent departures from the ship, there is suddenly an empty room waiting for the Tourist's blue haired 'doctor', and Chloe meant to grab it before anyone else had a chance.]

[Which was why she could be found throughout the day moving her things from the lab to the room, also...some of the lab stuff? That sure is a box of medication she's carrying to her room...]

B - Other times

[People paying attention might notice Chloe only sleeps on the ship about half the time, though she hasn't talked much about why unless asked. She just isn't around a lot! But when she is, she can be found in the lab listening to music and killing time doing lab stuff.]

[Before meals, mostly dinner, if she's around she can be found cooking, humming to herself and doing what she can with what's around. She isn't a miracle worker, but she's been able to do some decent things with the 'food' they have been left. Hopefully someone else likes cleaning up though cause the kitchen is a disaster area when she's done.]

A

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara notices Chloe moving things and comes over! ]

Do you need any help with anything? I'm shockingly good at carrying things.

[helladoomed]

Hey, sure. [Chloe nods back towards the lab.]

Grab one of the boxes off my desk.

A

[wolfuncaged]

[Run, Chloe. Get the good room before someone new that Fenris likes less gets it. He doesn't exactly smile at her as he passes, but the veil of neutrality he offers is still pretty good going on her part. ]

I see you're laying claim to the free room. I cannot say I blame you.

[helladoomed]

Hell yeah I am. [Chloe grinned as she scooted by.] Tired of sleeping in a room where if I lock the damn door somebody might die cause I slept through their emergency.

visiting

[princessia]

[ A small blonde haired child is sitting quietly by the entry of the hangar, doll in her lap and a tote bag by her side, probably from a recent shopping trip on the station.

She's most likely here to visit Fenris, since Axel and Asteffiel were already sent home. He's the only one of the Tourist crew left that she really knows. Unlike when she visits the Huntress, she doesn't simply roam freely through the Tourist. Instead, she patiently waits to be further invited in. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ Kirk spots the child waiting, and at first he leaves her to her business, figuring whomever it is she is hear for will come out soon and either go wherever it is they want to go or invite her in. But when he spots her on another pass by he stops this time and gives her an encouraging smile. ]}

Are you looking for someone, miss?

[princessia]

[ By the time he gives her another pass, she's playing with her stuffed animal by tossing it up and down to pass the time. It's getting dull sitting around, waiting. The unfamiliar voice gives her a brief start, then she squishes her doll in her arms. She's normally shy meeting someone for the first time, but she offers the man the tiniest of smiles. ]

Oh, um... hello! I just wanted to visit Fenris. If he's busy, I'll understand.

[ She probably should have contacted him beforehand. At least she doesn't look disappointed. Fenris told her that she is welcome on the Tourist and she could check for him another time. ]

A THOUSAND YEARS LATER

[wolfuncaged]

[Elize is one of the very, very few people on the ship who's mere presence can illicit a smile from the Grumpiest Elf in Existence. He's honestly glad to see her, and steps forward with a genuine smile. ]

Hello, Elize. I did not expect to see you here.

it's ok elize will wait a thousand years for uncle wolf..

[princessia]

Hi, Fenris!

[ Hearing and seeing him, she smiles happily and stands. No hugs for him, she remembers. But she at least quickly steps forward to close the distance between them. ]

You did say I was welcome here.

Jim Kirk

[universal_charm]

A - Working Out
He's very glad that the Tourist has a gym. He wasn't sure what he would have done without something to help him work out the seemingly frenetic energy that was ever present in him. He had never been good at sitting still, not even on his own bridge, and it was no different on this new ship, especially in such a tiny room.

So yeah, he's taking advantage of the gym, using whatever running machines and weights they have to keep up his physical form as well as a achieve that state of meditation that only seem to come to him when he was exerting himself physically. Just ignore the fact he maybe tends to use it a lot late at night...

B - Cockpit
He might just be the engineer for the ship, but like any good captain (which on this ship he was not, but still), he wanted to understand how his ship worked. You never knew when they might lose a pilot, or said pilot might not be able to perform. Having a back up seemed like a fine idea, and he took it upon himself to get even a basic understanding of how the ship ran.

He found basic data on how to fly the ship and could be found sitting in the pilot's chair, reviewing schematics and diagrams and pointing to the bits and parts noted, moving his lips or speaking their names quietly as he tried to teach himself a little something about their little tin-can home.

C - Somewhere After Midnight
Kirk isn't much of a sleeper. He tries to hide it from everyone else, perhaps out of some sense of not wanting them to worry - well, that and not wanting to keep them up to. As it is, he's content to make himself something to drink and to curl up near the closest view port looking out at the stars. The expanse always calmed him down.

He is there almost every night, sipping his drink and watching, and sometimes he can be seen typing on the device, though it's for private use rather than being sent to the network. And he always keeps a pot of anything he made to drink available, just in case someone else is just as sleepless as him some night...

Create Your Own Adventure!
Crew and visitors alike!

c

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara's having a restless night as well and quietly pads up to the pot of [insert warm drink—cocoa?] that he's made, pouring some in a mug ]

Do you think it's really nighttime?

Re: c

[universal_charm]

_{[ He glanced over to her, surprised to see her up, but this was why he made the extra. Either he would end up drinking it all, or someone else would find a use for it. ]}

Heh, after awhile there's no 'daytime - nighttime', there's just your shift color. Or at least for me.

_{[ He shrugged. ]}

Out here not sure it really matters one way or the other, you know?

C

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris never has a restful night. Half-forgotten memories plague his dreams, and he always finds himself up at some point, getting a soothing drink and just sitting quietly, waiting for the worst of it to pass.

He's become used to seeing Kirk around, it becomes part of the routine. Fenris, by his nature, tends to leave Kirk to his own devices, so he can be left to his own. Eventually, though, Fenris deigns to speak to him. It was a particularly unpleasant night, and his own company isn't very comforting for once.]

I do not think I will ever get used to sleeping in a spaceship.

[That's a good greeting, right? ]

Re: C

[universal_charm]

_{[ In that, he and Kirk alike. Dreams keep him awake, and there are times he wonders if he's not a coward for avoiding them so. Seeing Fenris in the witching hours soothes some of that guilt, though couldn't precisely say why. For all he knew, Fenris did not require sleep at all. By some unspoken agreement they keep to themselves, and he's rather surprised when it is Fenris who makes the first inroads. But he has to smile at the greeting, taking a moment to sip his coffee before answering. ]}

You mean the part without a proper night and day? That's what tends to throw most people, I find. It's definitely been a readjustment for me.

Winn Schott; Visiting!

[winn]

[ winn has never been a praying kind of guy, but he spends the majority of the ride from the bishop to the tourist evoking the name of every god he can think of - and a few he made up just for the occasion - and begging to reach his destination swiftly, and in one still living piece.

it's a shame he can't really tell which one of them worked (if any) - means he'll have to repeat the whole thing if he ever manages to convince himself to get on one of those again (doubtful) - but that's a problem for future winn. present winn is more preoccupied with the question of just how undignified would it be to kiss the floor right now? (it's not solid ground, but it's as close to it as he can get right now! beggars can't be choosers!) and the question of how to find kara because it's already been way too long since he's seen her and he just flew a space shuttle for her and if he's going to have to get back on that shuttle because somehow she's not really here he's going to lose his mind and -- nevermind, there she is!!

smiling, as if a door leading back to his apartment just appeared out of thin air - he rushes towards her ]

Kara!

[ it may not be cool, but neither is he and right now, he doesn't really mind because that means he can say screw coolness - and go for the hug!

throughout his visit, winn tries to stay as close to kara as possible - she's as close as he's going to get to that magical doorway home until they can figure out how to summon one - but when she's otherwise engaged, he'll be curiously poking his head at things, trying to figure out how they work. not touching though. definitely does not want to break the spaceship he's on while it's flying. through space.

space is still scary. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara sees a shuttle approaching and hopes that it's him, even though it would take an intense amount of courage. She tries not to get her hopes up but she fails miserably, so when he comes out of the airlock, she exudes excitement. she bounces a bit on her way to meet him halfway for a hug, squeezing him lightly. She's not used to being depowered and it's still wired in her not to crush his puny human bones ]

You actually made it!

/slides in here

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Ah, so this was the 'we're just friends, I did not handle it when he kissed me well' Winn. Which was a long title, so just Winn. He wasn't sure what he was expecting from the guy when he met him, but this hadn't been what he'd envisioned. Kara had said he had never been in space before and was frightened and Kirk could see it. Everyone who got on a ship for the first time tended to have that same sort of look, the same sort of tenseness as they waited for something to happen in this strange and new situation. Of course none of it was helped given that they had all been kidnapped on top of it.

He caught up to Winn during one of those times Kara was otherwise occupied, dressed down from his workout and breathing only a little hard, which put one of his tattoos on display - the series of numbers on his inner right forearm. He flashed Winn a bright grin as he made for their fridge to fetch himself some water and held out his hand. ]</sub>

You must be Winn. Kara's told me a lot about you. I'm Jim Kirk, one of her ship mates.

_{[ He was slowly learning to drop the Captain from his name, even! ]}

Visitor OTA

[passingthrough]

[Kara said she could drop by, so this is Kitty, dropping by. She'll need to find her, but in the mean time a little exploring never hurt anyone. The ships are all a little different and she hasn't seen many of them yet. She'll just peak around. Maybe stick her head through a wall or two. It's okay. It doesn't hurt the wall. Totally not scary to see a random head that appears mounted to the wall either, right?]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ kara is pouring some cola in the kitchen when Kitty's head comes through the wall, which, frankly, shocks her and she spills the drink ]

Ah!

this good?

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Well, Kitty, the reason you shouldn't put your head through walls is you might see something you aren't meant to see. Which in this case is Kirk drying off from a shower in nothing but his underwear. As it turns out, Kirk seems to enjoy tight fitting bike-short style. He's also turned so that the side presented to her is the one with his major tattoo - a series of letters and numbers down his side with a symbol in the middle.

He drops his towel, having been drying his head, and it's that point he sees Kitty's head floating on his wall. There's a moment or to where he stares, clearly trying to comprehend this strangeness, and then - ]</sub>

And here I thought I was creative during my youthful peeping tom days.

_{[ He tosses the towel at her head with a roll of his eyes. ]}

Do come in, Kitty.

[winn]

[ it may not hurt the wall, but it sure hurts the frail sense of security winn somehow managed to build for himself. yelping out a high-pitch undignified sort of noise, he jumps back and away from the wall, hands raised in front of his chest in an instinctual attempt to defend himself against the unexpected. (by fun, you meant fun to mess with, didn't you, kitty?)

his heart races - and so does his brain, trying desperately to catch up with the current situation. unfortunately, what he comes up with is: that's a head! I know that head! hey that's - ] That's not grass and dirt!

[ his tone may be a touch betrayed. yeah ok, he absolutely knew she was kidding at the time, but right at this moment, this seems to be what his brain decides to latch onto in its struggle to break free from the that's a head through a wall!!! loop it seems to be stuck in.

not the show and tell he had in mind! though it is really cool, he has to admit even now. ]