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[therewerefifty]

Who: Crew of the SS Windrose and visitors
Broadcast: Nope
Action:  SS Windrose
When: March

[For the ship full of extremely kickass people.  Go forth and mingle!]

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OTA shipmates and anyone's visitor!

[passingthrough]

Piloting around
[Natasha said she could run most of the piloting duties, so while Kitty has spent a decent portion of her recent time on the station, she also wants to familiarize herself with the ship beyond what the augment tells her.]

Food!
[She can seem a little cool or even guarded at times, but Kitty is a social creature and often a lonely one. She may not always seek out companionship directly, but she is likely to put herself in places where it will run into her. She didn't make a ton of money at her job on the station, but she did use some of what she made to buy treats to stock the kitchen cupboards. As long as she gets some of it, she doesn't mind sharing. There are a few salty snacks, but her tastes mostly run sweet.]

Freaky Ghost-Like Stuff
[Kitty isn't particularly secretive about her powers so you might find her air walking herself up to check areas of the ship someone else might need a ladder for or walking through a wall instead of bothering with doors.]

Catch All
[There's a Kitty. There's a you! Doing things and possibly also stuff!]

Ghosty stuff

[pneumo]

[ Like walking through walls, which is just cheating when Sascha's trying to be all cool and secretive about following her around. It totally counts as taking a walk together when there's at least twenty feet between you at all times, right? ]

[passingthrough]

[After disappearing through that wall she opens a door and leans against the frame, eyeing him.] What are you doing? [Did you really think she wasn't going to notice?]

Piloting!!

[mistyday]

[As Misty is wont to do, she appears by Kitty's side seemingly out of nowhere and watches her with silent fascination for a minute.]

Hey! You're pretty good at this pilotin' stuff!

[passingthrough]

[Where did you even come from? She doesn't seem startled though. Too many teleporters, ninjas, and vampires in her life.]

I had a little non-space experience back home. Also a thing stuck in my head that apparently isn't coming out. [Why, yes, she did some experimenting with that.]

Food!

[ecclesiophobic]

[He's slightly early. The first days of settling onto the Caprine were busy enough that, in retrospect, he's half glad to have agreed to wait a few days. The other half wishes he could have come straight here instead of dealing with his crew mates at all. Someone might be pissy that they're sharing space with a literal god.

Kurt finds her in the kitchen, stocking the cupboards. At least he hopes she's stocking the cupboards, because if all that's for her then he's seriously considering retreating and trying this again another day. But he who hesitates is lost, and Kurt didn't survive this long by being a man unwilling to take risks. So instead the logical thing to do is walk into the kitchen on nearly silent feet, sneaking up behind his very stabby team-mate. Let's see how close he can get before she notices him?]

[passingthrough]

[He's probably lucky she doesn't have her claws at the moment, though she's working on that.]

You know it doesn't take someone with Weapon X-level senses to smell sulfur, right? [Not that he reeked of it or anything, but it's a distinct scent and not one she's been around much other than a meeting with his otherworldly counterpart. She turns around to see him—in person. She's still having trouble believing he's here like maybe it's some kind of dream hallucination she's having.]

Ghosting!

[therewerefifty]

[Makie's in her own headspace when Kitty comes through the cargo bay-- she registers when the other woman comes in quickly enough, but continues sharpening the machete's edge until it's something she feels more comfortable using.

...that is until Kitty casually walks her way up through the air to check the bulkheads, and her faint scraping comes to a very quick halt as she stares.

WELP. That's new.]

[passingthrough]

[Kitty glances back when she hears the scraping stop.] Hey.

Catch all | backdate to 23rd

[grandstanding]

[Earlier in the day, Erik sent Kitty a short message to say he was coming over to discuss the claws she'd asked him to make. Now he's docking his shuttle and exiting it, carrying what looks like a balled-up jumper suit in one hand. It's his first time on a different ship, so he's scanning the hold with interest as he waits for Kitty.]

[passingthrough]

Hey. [She smiles as she steps into the hold with him.] Want a tour first or down to business?

ota

[mistyday]

[Misty still isn't much one for routines or schedules, but she does more or less keep up with her job of cleaning the ship and making sure the lights stay on. However, her technique of dealing with vermin probably leaves much to be desired. She's following Rhiannon (the official name of her droid, of course it is) around, and when the droid catches a space-rat (or at least, that's what we think it is???) Misty quickly rescues the poor thing and coos at it, cuddling it in her palm. While pretty much anyone else would get promptly bitten, the rodent settles its ugly little self into her hands and starts contentedly washing its ears.]

Aww yeah see, I ain't gonna hurt you none. We're gonna find you a nice home, yes we are!

[pain_train]

[Officer Snuggles comes bounding along the hall, having sniffed out the rat, and yips excitedly. Thanks for catching his dinner for him, Misty! Saves him some time.

Wrath follows much more slowly, leaning heavily on her cane--her stupid back.]

Stand down, Snuggles.

[The fox sits and goes quiet.]

Hi, Misty!

[mistyday]

[Beaming at the other woman, Misty settles the rat on her shoulder, where it starts nibbling on her hair.]

Mornin' Wrath, mornin' Snuggles.

[She looks down at the fox. Whether it's because of her magic or just that he's well-trained, he seems to be paying close attention.]

Now, now I know you're just doin' what foxes are supposed to do - I ain't gonna hold it against you. But this here is my friend so you gotta not eat him, okay?

[therewerefifty]

[Makie crosses paths with her in the hallway on her way to her room, hot tea in hand, and smiles reflexively at the sight of Misty. When she sees what Misty's holding, however, her eyebrows go up.]

Isn't that one of the vermin from the ducts. [No judgment, promise. Just curiosity.]

[mistyday]

He's not a vermin he's a...

Well, I don't know exactly what he is, but he ain't hurting anyone.

OTA

[pain_train]

[Wrath is physically having some problems; she threw her back out pretty bad, dealing with Theon, though she's not being super public about it. But she's spending most of her time sacked out in the armory, with a digital painting set up so she can keep working on that at least.

But she'd love visitors! Come say hello to her and her glow fish and Officer Snuggles.

She also has to get food unless someone brings it to her, and tries to get over to the Iskaulit now and then to work on her mural. She's appreciative of any help while she's limping around and leaning heavily on her cane.]

Knock knock

[tennohno]

[Honestly the whole piloting in space was Ordis' part to handle back in the Origin system but after treating the shuttle much like an archwing and finagling with the controls, he's well on his way over to the Windrose. He'd prefer to see a somewhat familiar face out of the crowd and especially after being separated from the cephalon. At the very least he'd have good news to tell her.

Some poking around was in order to find his quarry. The Tenno being respectful to not stick his nose into anything that seemed too troublesome and winds up at the armory. How fitting.

He gives a knock to alert her of his arrival.]

South Dakota

[i_got_this]

[South's pretty much using the Windrose as a stopping point between bars, in order to sleep off the hangover, freshen up, and head out again. As long as they're stationed someplace interesting, she's going to take advantage of it.]

[Specifically, the money she makes on the station goes towards a better, more varied wardrobe, comfort items like cigarettes and booze, and the odd knick-knack that seemed like a good idea when she was drunk. Very little does she actually spend on betting the ship itself.]

[When she is on the Windrose, she's being evasive. While she hadn't exactly been close to the North Dakota that was here, finding out he'd disappeared had left her in a sour mood; partly because - even though he hadn't really been her North, he was still familiar enough that knowing he was gone hurt - as well as a feeling of confusion at never having gotten closure.]

[So either way, she's ripe for the bothering.]

OTA

[therewerefifty]

[Makie spent her first weeks here secluded mostly in her room and coughing up a storm and lately she... well, she still keeps to herself. But she's trying!

She's been trying to rebuild her stamina now that she's no longer crippled by illness, which is a long haul in itself, so by the time she comes back to the ship she's usually worn out. But she stops into the kitchen often, making herself tea-- will make others tea if they happen to be there-- and makes more of an effort to explore the ship and get to know its every corner. She's tactical, right? That's what she should do.

So the kitchen is the most likely place to find her.

Alternately, you can follow the sound of the shamisen as she plays it. She's found she likes the acoustics of the cargo bay best, even if it's cluttered by boxes of gum balls that she cares nothing about (seriously what the hell is a gum ball).

Or on one occasion, she'll be sitting against the wall near the exercise bike in the cargo hold with a whetstone and oil, sharpening and cleaning a machete blade like it's therapy. In a way, it is.]

[i_got_this]

[South didn't really make much of an effort to get to know the other crew mates, with the station being much of a diversion. But, happening on someone who's also pretty reclusive for a moment makessouth think she's on the wrong ship. She walks in to the kitchen, sees Make, and glanced around the ship. Yup, right kitchen. She heads to the pantry to fish out a can of ravioli.]

You new?

kitchen

[pain_train]

[Wrath hasn't been out of her room much either, because of her stupid back. But she still has to go limping to the kitchen to get food and something to drink. As usual, Officer Snuggles--the K9 tactical vest-wearing arctic fox--is on her heels.

Once she's there, she has to sit for a minute and take a few deep breaths. Ugh, this is the worst. Doesn't hurt that her money is frozen right now anyway, since she can't really get onto the station much to do anything. Stupid Theon.]

Hi! I don't think we actually met, are you crew on this ship now?

[thebestseller]

[Castle has been reading a lot lately. Since the Fleet doesn't seem to be moving anywhere any time soon, he figured he might as well try to learn something new.

As he walked around the ship or read, he "smoked" a novelty pipe that blew soap bubbles, sent by a sponsor. This greatly displeased his cleaning bots, who were constantly wiping rings of soap off the Windrose's many windows, but he was glad to give them any work that didn't involve crashing booze bottles.]

[pain_train]

Hey Castle! What are you reading?

And what's that... what's that thing in your mouth?

[therewerefifty]

[Makie straightens in her seat at the kitchen table when Castle comes in. She hasn't met Castle before, and the fact that he's a man renders her utterly formal in his presence. So, uh... don't mind her utter silence as she drinks her tea, eyes steadily on his face.

...for a few moments. Before he blows a new bubble, and she blinks, lowering the mug a little. She'd thought that was a regular pipe. That's... not exactly what she'd expect a grown man to do.]

A toy?