first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[birdsbirdsbirds]

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!]

Comments

[girlverine]

Yes.

[She shook her head.]

It is fine. You are...Rogue.

[But not the Rogue she knows.]

[touchofrogue]

Got it in one. [A flicker of a smile, and deliberately disarming herself by putting her hands in her pockets.] Where ya headed to?

[girlverine]

[Laura recognized the gesture, though the fact that the girl thought it was necessary was a curiosity. Hm.]

I am not going anywhere specific. I am just...exploring.

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue nods.] I'm not goin' anywhere specific in that direction. [A nod to her left.] If ya wanna walk with me a bit.

[girlverine]

[Laura looked in the indicated direction, then back. After a moment, she nodded.]

Okay.

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue nodded back and started in the direction she'd indicated. She didn't really have much to say; she was not good at small talk. So she just walked for a little while before getting to what she wanted to know.] Which ship are ya on?

[girlverine]

I am on the Red Fist. [She followed along next to her, absently scanning the area as she went. Old habits.]

I assume the ships are all similar.

[touchofrogue]

Never been there. [Laconic, almost. Rogue makes a note of stopping by later.] An' yes an' no. Some have more space. Some have better upgrades. They all have protein paste.

[Which has gotta be murder on enhanced senses.] Red Fish have a cook?

[girlverine]

I have not investigated the differences between ships.

[Laura hesitated.]

People have been cooking. I'm not sure if any of them would be 'cooks' though.

[touchofrogue]

[Sidelong glance.] How eatable is the food? Scale of one to ten.

[girlverine]

I don't know. It is edible.

[Laura was bad at this.]

Why? Do you need to move?

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue shook her head.] Nope. I'm good on the Vanquish. Just -- takin' a professional interest.

[girlverine]

Are you a cook?

[She glances over at her.]

[touchofrogue]

Yup. [With a nod.] You have a gig?

[girlverine]

My augment is...security.

I am still not sure what the point is though, the fleet seems safe.

[touchofrogue]

Mmm. [Rogue ponders her best approach here. She glances over at Laura.] No one told ya 'bout the other fleet?

[girlverine]

...No. What other fleet?

[She looked uncertain now.]

[touchofrogue]

[Aw, shoot.] They don't come around too often. Only once since I've been here. They attacked the fleet, pushed into a nebula, an' then flew off. So - comes a time when practicin' with those on board weapons may not be a total waste.

[girlverine]

I do not need weapons, though. If they attack again.

[She was always armed, and hard to stop.]

[touchofrogue]

[Somewhat wryly:] Kinda hard ta get at 'em without weapons through space.

[A beat.] Haven't heard of an actual incursion from ship ta ship yet. Didn't seem ta be their intention.

[girlverine]

Can these ships we are on hold off other ships?

[It sounded like something out of a movie.]

[touchofrogue]

[A wry glance.] Not particularly well, but that seems ta be the general idea.

[girlverine]

We are not supposed to be able to defend ourselves?