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first one to make that doctor who joke loses

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

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[Poe is happy to let the hug go on as long as Finn wants. It's so good to see him.

(he might have a little crush on Finn, but we're not thinking about that right now)]

Yeah, it's weird, right?

You have no idea how good it is to see you. Finn, you--

[You scared the hell out of me.]

You look great.

[He scared himself, but it had been worth it. He'd do the same without hesitation if he was in the situation again.

He exhales and loosens his grip, though he stays in close proximity.]

Got a new scar, but everything else seems to work okay. You're looking all right. So which ship did you get?

Gives you something to show off. [Kind of an automatic reaction, there. Gives him something to say that isn't dumb.]

I'm on the Golden. Stopped just long enough to say hi before I grabbed a shuttle and headed over. [He's got his priorities.]

[Finn grins and thumps Poe's shoulder.] Only when I'm not wearing a shirt. But I think I'll let it fade down some before showing it off. [Mirrors aren't easy to find but he knows it's still an angry red much of the time.]

Golden, got it. Don't think I know anyone else from there yet. And you got a shuttle? Want to go down to the moon?

Don't know what the medical tech is like around here, but there should be stuff you can get to fade scars, keep 'em from pulling too much, stuff like that. [He's had a few, himself, though nothing nearly as major as Finn's.]

They seem like a nice crew. [You know, for the whole five minutes he was there before he went running off.] Yeah, I got one of the shuttles. So sure, we can do that. I haven't even looked at the place yet.

Keep them from pulling would be best. [In the end, he doesn't really mind if it's visible or not - he certainly doesn't have to look at it.] Maybe I can find something like that, yeah!

I can show you around here, but it won't take five minutes. [He sounds matter-of-fact about it rather than complaining. The ships aren't huge, but they're big enough to get them from place to place, and at least you can get up and move around.] But there's more to do down there.

We can look around on the moon for that, then. Since I'm guessing you don't have it around here.

My ship's pretty nice--private quarters and everything. Practically a luxury freighter.

[Finn whistles appreciatively.] Nice. Was hoping we'd get those here, but it's all barracks-style. Nothing I'm not used to. But I heard we can upgrade once we get enough money? [He sounds a little doubtful, because in all honesty Finn's never handled money before.]

Yeah. Uh, you want anything to eat first or should we get going?

Is that how it works? No idea. How do we get money anyway? Regular paychecks or something?

If you have a ration bar or something you can throw at me, that would probably be a good idea. I'm not really hungry, but who knows if I even have the credits for food down on the moon.

Your ratings go up and you get money? I'm not really sure how it works, but I have more every day. I think getting into the war games helps. [Especially that mud-wrestling one. His account skyrocketed after that.]

Yeah, c'mon. [He takes Poe's hand to lead him back to the galley, releasing it once they reach the seating area.] Most of what we got is protein gel but you can make it harder or softer and there's about twenty different flavors, plus spices and some other dried food.

[He grabs his snack from before and munches on it idly.]

Huh. I guess... I should try that out. [He sounds really doubtful. He's a pilot, not some kind of actor. Though he's guessing Finn's been doing well because he's got a great personality and looks damn good. Well... Poe knows he looks okay enough, so maybe he can manage something. The squad used to joke he should be on recruitment posters, but being a picture is different from... whatever they're supposed to be doing.]

[Not really expecting Finn to grab his hand like that, but sure.] All right, let's see...

[He pokes through what they have and makes himself something savory with a passable texture. He's no great cook, but it's edible, which is all he really cares about right now.

He sits down across from Finn and stretches his legs out. ] So what kind of war games do they have? Anything we can clean up at?

[Finn hasn't even tried all the flavor and texture combinations yet, so it's good enough for him. He leaves the actual cooking with ingredients to the others, though.]

You any good with hoverskiffs? There's a paintball race, but I'd need a driver. Lots of stuff with hand-to-hand or practice weapons, lots of strategy games. And there's probably more I haven't even seen yet. You do need a breath mask but you can borrow one of the ones I bought until you get some ratings.

[He might be a little susceptible to suggestion and bought all the ones recommended to him.]

If it flies, I can fly it. [Come on, Finn, look who you're talking to, here.]

They seem awful obsessed with war. I guess I could give some of that shot. Though I'm not nearly as good with a blaster as you are.

And sounds like I'd better be borrowing a mask. Thanks, Finn.

Thought so. [Shame he hasn't seen anything with real trick flying, but they seem pretty landbound here.] We should check those out, then.

The guns here are all air rifles and popguns or paintball or something else, anyway. Principle's the same as a blaster, though. [He flashes Poe a grin; that's what Poe had said about the weapons on the TIE fighter, after all.]

No problem. I even got one looks like a bird, if you want to show you like to fly.

You know I'm game. [It'd be nice to do some flying just for fun. When people aren't trying to literally kill him. Even if it won't be quite the same kind of rush.]

[He knows what you did there, Finn.] That sounds pretty complicated. [Grin.] Think I can give it a shot, though.

How many masks do you have?

Good. I bet we can win, or even if we don't we might get money from the ratings anyway.

[Oh good, he did catch that.] I bet you'll be fine.

Just three. A leather one, a bird one, and a translucent one.

Hell yeah we're gonna win. Best pilot in the Resistance and bravest fighter? Couldn't lose.

Oh, only three. [Finn, who the hell needs three oxygen masks, seriously.] That sounds... eclectic?

[Finn smiles and looks down for a moment.] You say that like everyone in the Resistance isn't brave.

[But that gets him to laugh.] One heavy-duty one for exploring outside the city, one that won't get caught on anything in a game, and one to look good with.

None of the rest of us made the call to leave behind everything we knew. You risked a lot.

Really thought this through, huh.

Woulda risked more staying. [Reconditioning is no walk in the park.]

I had a hard time choosing just one.

Argue however much you want Finn, doesn't make you any less of a hero in my book. [SO THERE. NYAH.]

Well, I guess it worked out, since now you have extras to loan. [He's not going to give Finn too much crap here.

Poe finishes bolting down his food quickly. Habit.]

Okay, let's do this.

Whatever you say, Poe. [Oh well, he's still grinning about it.]

[He's finished too, so he tosses the dishes into the sanitizer and leads Poe over to the sleeping quarters. As mentioned it's one big barracks, but he has enough space to keep his personal items in a trunk. He grabs the black leather mask with gold filigree detailing on it and holds up two for Poe: a bird mask or a translucent but heavy-duty-looking one.]

[Well, he can't resist it. He goes for the fancier mask. He likes things kind of flashy.]

Looks good.

[Finn sets the translucent one down and grabs the other for himself.]

We can shop for one for you, too. You should have enough money for the basic ones, anyway.

[He grins and reaches over to squeeze Poe's shoulder.]

Glad to have you here, Poe. It's good to know I have a friend I can count on.

You can show me the rope on the money. [He doesn't even know how to check on his balance yet.

Aw, he claps Finn on the arm.]

I bet you landed on your feet. But you know I've got your back, every time.

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