enter if you dare (i'm kidding we're 80% approachable)

[theroadwarrior]

Who: Crew and visitors for the Starstruck!
Broadcast: None!
Action: The SS Starstruck
When: March! And, y'know, until the next mingle too.


[EVERYONE GET IN HERE AND MINGLE AND STUFF OKAY.]

Comments

VISITING

[sandhate]

[ He promised Ahsoka they'll go sparring together some time!

This is not one of those days. This is Anakin just digging his hands into the not-really all that different shuttle on Starstruck and waiting for Ahsoka to show up and tell him to stop that or join him. So enjoy random person in your cargo bay, Starstruck. ]

[theroadwarrior]

[Who the fuck are you.

Who keeps inviting randos into my den of awkward antisocialism.

Max pokes his head out of his shuttle after a small nap, too easily woken by the echo of new footsteps. But it's not familiar — nope. He figured it wasn't FDR because that guy just always seems to wander up in the most aggravating ways. No Peggy, no Mohawk, no Hugstoomuch. Hmm. He squints.]

Who're you.

[Hi.]

[sandhate]

[ He knows how to jumpstart starfighters in six different ways and a shuttle is giving him shit? This is frustrating. Even more frustrating, he's being interrupted.

Anakin pokes his head out and around the panel he's uh investigating, replacing wires and clips back in the right place. He's caught red-handed but doesn't even look an ounce of shame. ]

Uh. Who are you?

[theroadwarrior]

[Max looks utterly enthused. No, worse, he looks ready to chuck Anakin back into the teleporter, flat on his ass. Trudging over toward the man with that slight but no less imposing hitch in his step, he nudges past Anakin and closes the panel a mildly forceful way.]

Don't touch.

[This is his shuttle. He's worked hard on her. Not yours.]

I'm the pilot.

[And I don't like my things being messed with.]

[sandhate]

[ It's like a dog sniffing out his territory to make sure another dog hasn't pissed all over it. Which is fair. He backs off and retrieves his fleshy hand before it gets snapped on.

Anakin doesn't start fights anymore but he definitely looks like he wants to. What with arms crossed and hip cocked. ]

My pada... [ A short sigh - he has to stop calling her that ] Ahsoka is my friend. She might have said she made some upgrades on the shuttles and I wanted to take a look.

[theroadwarrior]

[Lucky for Anakin, mention of actual crew members being friends does help. But he doesn't let up entirely, matching Anakin's defensive posture with his own. Only he doesn't cock his hip out, because he's got a leg that hurts when he doesn't stand normal. Instead he just elects for looking like a short but broad-shouldered fighter.]

You're the guy who crashes a lot.

[Good job Ahsoka, good descriptions.]

[sandhate]

[ He narrows his eyes for a second and looks annoyed. In that second, he sends a wave of that annoyance through the Force, clearly aimed at Ahsoka. Stupid baby sis, take that.

He returns his focus on Max, that look of annoyance gone and he looks sheepish with his half grin. ]

The guy who crashes a lot has a name. [ He'd go for a handshake now but Max doesn't look like the hand shaking type. A nod will do ] It's Anakin. I taught Ahsoka everything she knows about piloting. I thought she would be a bit more grateful about that, but clearly she likes to surprise me.

[theroadwarrior]

[Looks like someone isn't a fan of their friend's gossip mills.

Max just about cocks his head to the side.]

So you don't crash a lot?

[You know. Just to test Ahsoka's reliability. Yes, that.]

[sandhate]

I ...

[ He paused. There's a count going on in his head that's probably wrong, but Max doesn't need to know that. ]

I get shot at a lot.

[ Quickly, under his breath almost: ] And seriously, I only crashed one Star Destroyer.

Who are you, again?

[theroadwarrior]

[Join the club, man. Getting shot at is one of Max's specialties.

He studies the man for a moment before rolling his eyes.]

Meathead.

[Such a nickname, thanks, Ahsoka.]

Guessing you're... hmph. Sky Guy.

[sandhate]

[ He almost mirrors the eye roll because of said eye roll but he can't do that, the other guy just eye rolled. Anakin just stands and looks disapproving instead.

Until he hears the nickname, which he grins at.

Then he hears his nickname, which he pulls a face at. ]

I guess I am. But my name is Anakin Skywalker. Meathead.

[theroadwarrior]

[He shrugs.]

Mmh... whatever you say, Sky Guy.

M'going back inside.

[And he turns to trudge back inside the shuttle, wow.]

Go break the other pilot's shuttle.

[... Hard to say if he's referring to Ahsoka or FDR. SMH.]

[sandhate]

[ He glowers at Meathead and rolls his eyes when he's out of visual range. Because he's an ADULT.

And also because he's an adult, he's going to say very bery politely: ]

But I'm already in here.

[resnipstance]

[Meditating in her room, Ahsoka senses Anakin's presence in no time at all and opens her eyes, frowning. Is there some kind of problem, she wonders? She and Anakin weren't due to meet today. She double checks her commlink to see if there are any messages left there that she's missed, but nothing. Huh. She stands, stretching her muscles briefly before wandering down to the cargo bay.

Ahsoka's made some of her own small adjustments to the Starstruck's three short-range shuttles, of course, so when she sees Anakin guts-deep in one of them, she just raises one eyebrow as she pads over. When she talks, it's equal parts exasperated and fond.]

Run out of things to tinker with on the Paisley already, Master?

[sandhate]

[ Anakin's arm is wrapped around too many wires to dislodge himself. So when Ahsoka finally arrives, as expected, he doesn't bother with extracting himself for a greeting. He sticks his other hand out and gives a half hearted acknowledgement.

He does nearly bang his head hearing her call him Master again. Familiar as it is, he feels a tad awkward hearing it. ]

There's nothing on Paisley I haven't touched. [ That... aren't broken, torn out, completely gutted. ] If that's what you mean.

Don't worry, this box is going to fly when I'm done with it. [ His laugh echos in the space his head is stuck in. ] Hey, nice touch on the fuel injector, Snips.

[resnipstance]

It already flies.

[She just shakes her head, smiling to herself.]

Thanks. Want me to hand you anything from up here?

[sandhate]

[ He wave and grunts. ] No, I'm fine. But you could use a little clean up in here.

You know. [ He pops his head out. ] I'm glad all the shuttles are just as ugly. Who puts a [ INSERT JARGON ] next to a [ INSERT MORE JARGON ]?

[resnipstance]

[Clean up, huh. Just to be pert, she chucks him a fresh oil rag to wipe off with.]

There you go.

[She sits down on the floor beside him so she doesn't have to crane her neck down so much.]

Beats me. Not like I designed them. [She hesitates then, unsure, but then forges ahead anyway. Ahsoka-style.] ... Is there something on your mind?

1/2

[sandhate]

[ He gives her an exasperated look and lets the oil rag rest on his shoulder for a moment while he gives her this look. ]

[sandhate]

I'm always cleaning up after your messes, aren't I.

[ He takes up the rag and gets working. It's a good way to stall while he thinks about whether he wants to answer her question or not. ]

... Not really. Something up?

[resnipstance]

My messes? Like you're one to talk, Mister Passes Out In The Cockpit of His Fighter While It's Still Flying.

[She says it with good humour though, grinning.]

I'm okay. I just know you don't usually get antsy like this unless something's bothering you.

[sandhate]

I'm antsy because we're not going anywhere. And it's a good thing I did because it looks like a womp rat's nest in here.

[ Yes. He is completely ignoring her teasing. ]

Besides, I thought I'd spend some time here. With you. [ He makes a face when he says that. Too much? Probably ] Hand me that thing that looks like a hydrospanner, will you?

[resnipstance]

[She hands it to him absently, back leaning against the shuttle as she looks out at the cargo hold surrounding them. Thoughtful.

Well, if Anakin doesn't want to talk about what's on his mind, that's fine. He'll either tell her when he's ready or he won't.]

Mm. I get it. It's been a while since we've been in one place for so long, huh?

Speaking of which... something weird occurred to me the other day. Do you think we're aging, while we're here?

[sandhate]

I haven't really notice, but I would think so.

[ Anakin pops out for a second and gives her a look. ]

Why?

[resnipstance]

Well, it's just-- Hera Syndulla said that in the future, I'm really tall. Like-- same height as you, tall.

Which means... I still have a lot of growing left to do. And only a few years in which to do it in. But we've been here six whole months and... I haven't grown an inch.

[Somewhat sheepishly:] I measured.