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.]

Comments

[percolates]

Most definitely! [There's a little bounce as she speaks. Then, she frowns.] Well, once you're healed. It wouldn't be fair for us to spar with you at a greater disadvantage than you'll already have.

[Her lips quirk. She's confident.]

[t65]

Oh, really? [But he's clearly enjoying her confidence.] I think our first test will be finding swords. I've never fought with a...

[He turns to Ciri. If her planet doesn't have spaceflight...] Do you use metal swords?

[percolates]

Yes? [What sort of question is that!] But I've only seen wooden training swords, here. All the better I suppose. Wouldn't want you losing any fingers.

[t65]

[Luke laughs softly.] I've already lost five. [He waves his right hand in front of her. It's functionally identical to a flesh-and-blood hand, but he assumes she saw his initial broadcast, where it very much wasn't.] I'm used to training with lightsabers; metal might be... interesting. [It seems heavy.]

[percolates]

[O o p s. Ciri visibly winces. Sorry, Luke. Moving on to more misunderstandings--]

A light saber sounds contradictory, but I can't imagine how you've not used metal before.

[t65]

I've just... never seen one. I don't know where I'd get one. [Like paper and wheeled transport.] I wish I had my lightsaber here; I'd show you. Maybe I can find a holo somewhere. Until then, we'll have to fight with wooden sticks? [Right? Is that how that... works?]

[percolates]

Wooden swords, silly. [... though they're practically sticks.] I really wish I could see your light saber. I doubt I've come across anything like it, if it's not metal.

[t65]

It's the concentrated laser light of a khyber crystal. [Luke says, like that's a real thing that exists.] The beam can cut through anything, even metal. It cauterizes wounds immediately, but it doesn't give off any heat, and the blade is weightless.

[percolates]

That makes absolutely no sense to me. [A lot of things Ciri's learned to just accept, but--] Now I really want to see it. And I bet I could still get a hit on you were we to spar, my metal against your complicated sword.

[t65]

I wouldn't fight you, if you were up against me with just metal. [Luke says, half way between a whine and a joke.] It wouldn't be a fair fight. And weapons are rare enough, around here, without me slicing yours in half.

[percolates]

How do you know whether it'd be a fair fight or not? I doubt you'd be able to hit me, or my sword.

[She huffs, though she's clearly enjoying this pointless little argument.]

[t65]

I'd... rather play it safe. [No decapitations with Luke, that's official policy.] We'll have to start with wooden ones, anyway. I'll give it my all, I promise.

[percolates]

[SIGH.]

Fine, very well. You can give it your all once you can see out of your eye.