Welcome welcome welcome, a fine welcome to you~!

[spontaneouscombustion]

Who: The SS Caprine, any visitors at the time, and that loud, pink equid from a couple hours ago
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Caprine's bridge.
When: A couple hours after this post.

[Well, that sure was a thing. Luckily there were quite a few nice, friendly faces to help Pinkie out with that initial panic, even a familiar one she hadn't seen in a while.

That took up a good bit of her time, but after wandering around and looking at all the new shiny stuff, trying (and failing) to test that augment thing of hers on the few maintenance bots milling about, sampling the cafeteria's salad and dessert menus (hey, apparently synthetic Black Forest cake's not TOO bad), and harmonizing with the muzak, the poor thing was running out of stuff to do, and there's no one to talk to. Frankly, she was starting to get a little bored.

She flops against the table with a sigh.]

Hope I'm not here TOO long; it's kinda lonely...

[Sounds like somebody heard her, because soon there's a robotic voice announcing that she report to the SS Caprine. Soon followed by a REALLY weird tingly feeling throughout her whole body.]

Whoa, wha wha WHAAAA--

[And ENERGIZE! A second or two more, and she plops back into reality.]

--AAA oh hey it's over!

[And in a totally different place, soon to be greeted by music, dessert, and- professionally speaking- some nice quality confetti. And maybe some greetings from her new crew mates, if you're so inclined.]

Comments

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh, PHEW, you mean it!

[And the poor thing actually collapses onto the ground as she says that. ... But now at least there's a weary smile on her face.]

Okay, that's good, that's good. Sorry for overreacting earlier, but... not a lot of sentient species eat meat back home, you know? Not to mention it'd be kinda hard to get back home if I got myself eaten, right?

[shoujoreject]

[He kneels down some, skirt pressing against his knees as he reaches a small hand to pat her flank.]

It's not a problem. I didn't think before I spoke - you would think being here six months would help with that. [With another little laugh, he shakes his head.] If you have more sentient species, then that makes sense - I couldn't imagine ever even thinking about eating something I could converse with.

I'm sorry, too, for frightening you.

[spontaneouscombustion]

No no, you're fine. You need it to live, right, so it's not your fault. Heh... Think I would've been alright with it if I didn't learn a LOOOT of stuff before I got here, you know?

[Like kidnappings and brain impants and possibly not seeing her friends again for a long time.]

[shoujoreject]

Yeah, I understand completely. I'm... a lot more adaptable than a lot of people, I think. I came from a home where being able to go with the flow was pretty important.

[He smiles wryly.]

If you need any explanations, I'll do my best to give them.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Thanks, Qing-Yuan... Actually... juuust now realized how tired I am. Anywhere I can catch a couple of z's?

[shoujoreject]

That's probably one of the easiest answers. [He looks amused.] Our sleeping quarters are pretty much communal, but they're this way. [He gestures down the hall before starting off in that direction, glancing back to make sure Pinkie's ready to go.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Yup, on her hooves and following dutifully. Not skipping like normal but still able to walk just fine.]

Hee, that's alright. Grew up with it when I was living at home.

[shoujoreject]

Ah, then you'll probably find it simple enough to sleep.

[He leads the way to the bedrooms, explaining a few more things as they go. Nothing major, just kind of the basic everyday goings-on of their particular ship.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

Definitely.

[Good thing Pinkie has a good memory; even if her brain's main thought right now is rest, she should be able to remember at least some of it when she wakes up.]