all aboard the ss blamless

[pyroelectric]

Who: Crew of the SS Blameless and visitors.
Broadcast: Nope
Action: SS Blameless
When: March, or until we feel like a new one.

[It's a mingle! Get out of the car!

Unique ship notes for new crew and visitors: giant, unmissable scorch marks currently line the walls of several corridors leading from the cargo hold to the bridge!

Also, thanks to Kate, we now have a SWEARS AND ATTITUDES JAR displayed prominently in the kitchen. Whenever someone's being naughty instead of nice, they're compelled to deposit a few credits (or at least an iou) into the awaiting jar.

Also also, we are all still bunking together. HAVE FUN.]

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[lunaes]

bridge - joint with thorne;

[ Carswell Thorne has been a member of the Blameless crew for a week longer than Cress - who only just joined the second week of march. While Engineering isn't based up at the bridge, Cress can currently be found sitting in the co-pilot's seat next to Thorne, though she...does not appear to actually be helping out in any way. She's instead fiddling with her personal communicator. The small blonde does look up when the pilot gives a loud, exasperated sigh. ]

All right, when do we get to undock? This is boring. My skills are being wasted. Tragically. Where are all the daring firefights?

[ ...Cress looks back down at her communicator, hiding a smile. ] You never enjoyed those when they happened, Captain. [ She's well aware Luke Skywalker is the Captain of the Blameless, but the title falls from her lips from sheer habit. ] Anyway, you aren't the only one who's bored.

Yes, what are you doing, anyway? [ Thorne leans into her personal space, trying to eye the screen of her communicator - which Cress lays flat for him to look at. ]

Trying to program a game. At least it'd be something to do on the ship? Beyond, um. The usual things?

[ Thorne leans his head back against his chair, sighing dramatically. ] Let me know when you have something. Preferably before I go insane - oh, hello there. [ sup. order is you > cress > thorne ]

engineering;

[ Someone in engineering is singing. Namely the newest addition to the crew - and Engineering - as she sorts through spare parts, familiarizing herself with the layout of everything. ]

Sweet Crescent Moon, up in the sky,
Won't you sing your song to Earth as she passes by?
Your sweetest silver melody, a rhythm and a rhyme,
A lullaby of pleasant dreams as you make your climb.
Send the forests off to bed, the mountains tuck in tight,
Rock the ocean gently, and the deserts kiss good night.
Sweet Crescent Moon, up in the sky,
You sing your song so sweetly after sunshine passes by.

[ Feel free to interrupt her song and sorting; the song will eventually fade to humming if she's left to her own devices long enough. Cress has her hair pulled back in a sloppy braid and her sleeves rolled up as she sits cross-legged on the floor, parts arrayed around her. ]

wildcard;

[ Cress's usual schedule is as follows: eating at regular mealtimes, hanging out in the cockpit with thorne, hanging out at engineering working on various things, and nervously leaving the ship on occasion (she's getting better about it as time goes on, and leaves a little more frequently but generally only in the afternoons). ]

[pyroelectric]

[From her position standing in the doorway, leaning casually:]

Well. If it's a firefight you want, all you had to do was ask. I'm sure I can indulge.

[Azula's bored too. And nobody on this ship is properly afraid of her. It's starting to become A Problem.]

[lunaes]

[ There's a yelp as Cress fumbles her communicator from surprise, barely managing to catch it before it hits the ground.

SMOOTH. ]

Um! Um, I think he was joking. [ is this the source of all the fire scorches on the wall holy shit. luckily for azula cress is afraid of like Everyone thanks to being locked up for seven years. She's getting better, but...enjoy making her jump, I guess??? ]

[214rampion]

[ Thorne doesn't jump, but does raise a brow. ]

I was in no way joking. This place is positively dull.

[ And what's this tiny vaguely threatening girl going to do if he's serious, anyway? Pull out a gun-- wait actually that could be a concern. ]

[pyroelectric]

Cute.

[Azula flicks one hand and suddenly there's a ball of flame resting there. Casually, she starts to play with it, throwing it from hand to hand as she walks closer. Slowly. Like she has all the time in the world.]

Sadly, I don't believe you can put your money where your mouth is.

action » engineering

[ladybro]

That's really nice.

[ the singing, she means. kate had heard an inkling of it from the corridor, and had followed the sound. since then, she'd been standing in the doorway. listening. she doesn't dare pipe up and interrupt until the song slides smoothly into hums. ]

[lunaes]

[ Cress, predictably, jumps. But she recovers a little faster than she has been doing (has she started a single conversation without being startled NOT REALLY) and offers up a small smile to Kate. ]

Uh - thanks! You're...Kate, right?

[ She's trying to remember everyone's names. Luckily there aren't too many of them... ]

[ladybro]

Kate. [ she confirms, nodding. ] Bishop. And I'll be your cook for the duration of this kidnapping.

[ kate approaches. ] You're new?

bridge pls.

[t65]

[Luke, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, waltzes onto the Blameless' bridge excitedly. He heard two voices he didn't know, and he'd hoped-]

Oh! You must be the pilot! And the other engineer...? [He looks genuinely excited to meet the both of them.]

bridge!

[revivo]

[sara -- can't help looking amused.]

Bored already? That's not a good sign. [and:] What kind of game, Cress?