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

[princessia]

[ There's only so much that she can pack into a single tote bag and only so much that a little girl such as herself can carry. The fact that there are other people in his crew was taken in consideration while shopping. Although, Fenris was prioritized over all of them. Isn't he special... ]

I have some extra supplies, if you'd like...

[ An assortment of snacks and various articles of clothing. If he doesn't want them, he can always hand it down to a fellow crew mate.

She pulls a jacket out from the bag. Don't worry, the amount of glow strips is minimal. It was really difficult to find any without them on the station. ]

I'm not sure if this fits you, but it might be good just in case we go to another cold place.

[wolfuncaged]

[YOU HAVE GIVEN FENRIS AN ITEM OF CLOTHING!!!

Fenris takes it in surprise, he's really not used to people giving him stuff. He'll never be used to it, really. He stares at it for a moment, feeling the fabric between his fingertips, before carefully putting it on. He'll live with the glow strips. He's a living glow strip anyway. It's probably a little big for his skinny ass but he doesn't care. IT'S A GIFT. ]

I- Thank you, Elize. I have nothing to give you in return.

[princessia]

...Huh? It's okay, Fenris! I'm not expecting anything in return.

[ She's only making sure that he's well-stocked and prepared for whatever happens next or whatever environment they'll wind up on in the future. She's pulling out a few more articles of clothing from the bag: a shirt, a pair of gloves, a scarf. She's totally outfitting him... ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Oh sweet Maker, this is adorable and he doesn't really know how to deal with it. ]

Are you certain? This is...a lot. It must have cost you a much.

[princessia]

[ She worked hard on the station and could have bought more fancy dresses for herself. But she didn't, saving her chips for emergency supplies. With more people that were close to her disappearing from the fleet again, like Cassandra, she's trying to take on more responsibilities.

She holds the small bundle out for him to take. ]

It's fine. You might need it.

[wolfuncaged]

[He hesitates for a moment, before carefully reaching out to take it. ]

Thank you. If there is anything I can do for you in return, you need but ask.

[princessia]

Of course, I'll keep that in mind. I know I can trust you!

[wolfuncaged]

[That, in itself, is very good to hear. People outside of the Kirkwall gang tend not to trust him that much. Largely because he's as volatile as a box of matches in a firework factory. ]

Yes. You can. That much I can promise you.

[princessia]

How is your food supply? Do you have anything besides protein gel? I couldn't fit any snacks into the bag.

[ Give her a "no, the food sucks", then she's likely to go back to the Pathstone to gather more supplies for him from her crew's stock. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He gives a shrug at that. ]

I honestly have no idea. We do not have a cook, so more complicated meals are wasted on us.

[princessia]

Fenris.

[ She's making an attempt to sound like a chiding, knowledgeable adult. But this is Elize. It might be difficult to take her seriously. She's just trying to think of what Cassandra might do if she were still around to keep track of emergency supplies. ]

You need to keep track of your food supply. What if Atroma can no longer provide for your crew?

[wolfuncaged]

It is not something I concern myself with.

[Fenris you are literally first mate. This is your job.]

I am sure Varric has plans for such things.

[princessia]

[ She's concerned about Fenris and whether or not the captain is doing all the work on his own. ]

Shouldn't you be helping him?

[wolfuncaged]

If he needed my help, I have no doubt that he'd ask.

[princessia]

[ She's walking ahead, further into the ship. ]

...I'm going to take a look at your kitchen.

[ Even though she was there awhile ago with Kirk. She didn't really get a chance to dig through the cupboards. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He'll just placidly follow her. He is not gonna get into a fight about this, nooope ]

If that is what you wish.

[princessia]

[ She had a feeling talking wasn't going to do much to change her mind, which is why she's deciding to take action.

Once they reach the kitchen, she immediately grabs the nearest chair for her to reach any cupboards that may be too high for her to reach. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He'll just stand around, his arms folded and looking awkward. He doesn't know how much food is enough even if he was in charge of it. He can get by on so little, after all. Feeding a whole crew? It's definitely out of his expertise, ]

[princessia]

[ She's makes a face at the food machine that dispenses the protein gel, then starts digging through the cupboards. Not just checking the food, but she's inspecting if any of the kitchenware is in good shape.

She wonders if she also needs to remind Fenris to eat, much like she did with Cullen. Even if she's checking, she may have already reached the verdict of helping the ship. Or probably learning to cook... ]

Fenris, do you remember to eat your meals?

[wolfuncaged]

Of course I do. I'm unlikely to forget that.

[He may not eat MUCH, but his torture at the hands of Hadriana has taught him that meal times are precious and he will not be denied them, regardless of how much or little he eats at them. It's kind of a spite thing.

...It's absolutely a spite thing. ]

[princessia]

...I see.

[ Fenris looks a bit... skinny to her in appearance. She knows he's tough too, having seen him punch the thugs leering at her way back at the desert planet.

She's keeping the skinny comment to herself. She's lucky that she doesn't have Teepo with her to blurt out her thoughts. ]

You need to keep more around here besides the protein gel.

[wolfuncaged]

[It's a very good job, or she'd be on the receiving end of one of his I WAS A SLAAAAAVE speeches. He shrugs in response to the chide.]

As I said, Varric is the one to speak to of such things.

[princessia]

...Fine, I'll ask him.

[ She might sound confident and calm around Fenris now, but talking to Varric, who she'd never spoken to before, might feel a little awkward. She has to try, since she doesn't think she's going to sway Fenris into keeping track of supplies.

Taking a step back away from the cupboards, it appears she's done with mini-inspection for now. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[She absolutely will not. Besides, having a good relationship with Varric is healthy for everyone, Fenris is sure of that much. He folds his arms, his tone a little amused as she finishes her inspection. ]

Are you satisfied?

[princessia]

I'm satisfied.

[ For now, Uncle Fenris! Hopefully her future visits to the Tourist will just involve her dumping more gifts on him and no more inspections. ]