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!]

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[frigidaire]

[ Isaac has been in his fair share of war games, some more physical than others, but he does have a bit of fun with some of them. But there's a constant smell of sweat and blood on the air that makes him antsy (moreso than he already is), that he can't quite shake. It's even worse when he picks up the scent of a friend.

He stands on the edge of the fight, watching closing, too aware of the blood on Octavia's face and hands. But she seems confident, and he watches curiously. ]

My bet's on her. She's going to kick his ass. [ Isaac maybe speaks a touch loudly, and places a pretty good sum of money on her victory. If she meets his eyes, he might even smirk -- there's a challenge there, too. Bet you can't win!

It's all a bit of friendly competition, right? ]

haha he called her a friend no take backs

[grounds]

[Circling begins to grow old, so when Octavia hears a familiar voice placing a bet, she moves until she can see what the hell he's doing without exposing herself to an attack. If it wouldn't be completely stupid, she'd roll her eyes at him.]

Half of your winnings when I beat this jerk, or you might lose it all. We clear?!

[She doesn't wait for him to reply-- she'd make sure he'd good for it-- before feinting right then hitting left, landing a clear blow on her opponent's already injured ribs. His fist glances off her shoulder, moving her sideways, able to slide in for another shot under his arm. Part of her training on the fleet taught her more sensitive areas to strike. Sucks for this guy.

A few more blows are exchanged, earning each competitor another bright purple spot or two, before the man across from her falls back on to his ass, coughing and too spent to continue. He somehow raises an arm in surrender, and if the wince is anything to go by, that move itself takes much of what he has left. Octavia finally lets her guard drop, swaying where she stands before heading towards Isaac.]

You better have water or something to get the taste of blood out of my mouth.

lmfao

[frigidaire]

Yeah, yeah.

[ He rolls his eyes at Octavia, but he knows the winnings will be steep at the very least. So he stands at the edge of the crowd, watching as she fights this guy. He does move off to get some water for her, because unlike him, she doesn't heal as quickly, and she'll need it. But the crowd is cheering and loud, congratulating her as she leaves.

Their earnings are even better, though. ]

Here. [ He offers out the water bottle, shrugging, trying to focus on her instead of the huge crowd they're in. ] Nice fight. Glad you won, I wasn't actually sure you could. [ Sorry he's a sassy jerk. ]

[grounds]

Thanks. [Octavia almost grabs it, she's so thirsty. Once she's downed about a half of it, she wipes her mouth and grins at him, nodding for them to get the hell out of there.

When they're far enough away, she stops and leans against the wall. She glances over to him, almost smirking.]

Neither was I.

[frigidaire]

[ This place makes him a little antsy, in a way it really shouldn't. He's not sure what it is, but he's ready to be off in space again, away from this moon. ]

Well you faked it pretty well. How long have you been out here? This place is weird.

[grounds]

Couple hours? I watched some games, and this seemed like one of the few that wasn't a waste of time.

[Her fatigue's beginning to show in the way she stands, not as straight or determined as normal.] See anywhere with good food? I could use a bite.

[And a place to sit.]

[frigidaire]

I don't know that I'd trust any of the food that's been in this polluted air. Probably better to go back to the ship.

[ But Isaac isn't feel antsy either way, and isn't sure where he'd feel better. ] But we can try some of the places -- maybe on the ones inside.

[grounds]

Fine, lead the way. I'm pretty sure I can trust you to pick a place with real, decent food. [Octavia stretches her arms out in front of her, rotating her shoulders.]

Bonus points for a buffet.

[frigidaire]

I mean, maybe. This food might be different because the atmosphere and whatnot.

[ He shrugs a little bit, gesturing idly. He wants to go back to the ship, but that's all the time now. This moon is doing weird things to his head. ]

I think there's a buffet up here, but everything's sealed up, so is it really a buffet? I don't know. It smelled good though. You could probably use some more water and a nap.

[grounds]

Food, water, nap. In that order. [She looks over at him, grinning lazily.] Sounds like a perfect plan to me.

Anyway, you're probably hungry, too, right? When are you not?

[They reach the doors to the restaurant, and Octavia gestures.] After you.

[frigidaire]

Yeah, I could eat.

[ He shrugs, walking past her into the place, awkwardly signaling that they want a place. Only once they have had trays dropped off can they go exploring on the buffet. ]

Some of that stuff is... it should be that color, right?

[grounds]

Hell if I know. [Octavia followed him to the table the the buffet. While she might consider studying the stuff under normal circumstances, she finds she just doesn't give a crap now.

With a squishy plop a spoonful of the questionably colored 'stew' is dropped on her tray as she makes her way down the selections.]

You can try some of mine if you're morbidly curious or anything.

[frigidaire]

Yeah, I don't know. I don't think morbidly curious is gonna be enough.

[ He picks out some of the more normal, recognizable food items, but still it all looks pretty terrifying. The colors and, wait, is something moving in that one? He skips it, just in case. ]

Hopefully we don't die.