may-time mingling (starstruck!)

[mucked]

Who: Starstruck crew + visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Aboard the Starstruck!
When: The merry merry month of May

[ there's been a tiny regime change and doubtless some debriefing after that masquerade! have at it, starstruckers. mingle away! ]

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canon update lol

[nostraightlines]

[ Ramse can be found in the same handful of places... the bridge, usually reading a book from one of the navigator's seats, on the treadmill in the cargo bay, or in the kitchen experimenting with foods that aren't the protein. But he's different now. His hair is longer, all of a sudden, and he's wearing a motorcycle glove on his left hand and a brace on his right. And there's something in his eyes... a tiredness that wasn't there before, that goes beyond his usual not getting enough sleep.

He'll still smile at his crewmates as he passes but it seems like there's a weight on his shoulders now beyond the usual. ]

action

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara is the sort of person to drop by unannounced, but especially since it's been a little while since she actually heard from José, she's double concerned, and invites herself over to his ship unannounced. She noses around a bit, finally catching sight of him in the kitchen. she knocks on the door frame ]

Knock knock.

[nostraightlines]

[ Ramse looks up from his coffee, and there's a moment where he's still lost in thought before he registers that it's Kara and smiles at her. It's distant. ]

Hey. [ He stretches a leg out and pushes the chair across from him away from the table, inviting her to sit. ] Coffee?

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she comes in and sits down. his changes don't escape her notice but she tries to not be too obvious and stare ]

Sure, thanks.

New glove?

[nostraightlines]

[ He gets up and pours her some coffee, not answering at first. Not sure if he wants to. But it's Kara. ]

Yeah, one of the presents I woke up with to go with the past thirty years.

[ The coffee gets set in front of her and as he sits he pulls off the glove -- his hand is scarred badly underneath, something old and healed. ]

Lye.

[takingkarabusiness]

30 years...

So you... caught up with your friend, I guess?

[nostraightlines]

I'd be ahead of him now, if he were here.

...things are pretty crazy, I don't know where to start. Sorry I dropped off the radar.

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka finds him in the kitchen.]

... Hey. [She waves.] I... didn't think human hair grew that fast!

[nostraightlines]

[ He's attempting pancakes! Grab a plate! ]

It doesn't, usually... I woke up this way. Weird, right?

[resnipstance]

[Are they meat pancakes?

Ahsoka just takes a seat for now, watching him work.]

Definitely weird. You think the Atroma are screwing with you?

[nostraightlines]

[ No, alas. Well, he'll keep cooking them anyway. ]

I think they just caught me up. You've heard of people suddenly knowing more about their lives than they did before?

[resnipstance]

I've heard of it. Like... updating a piece of software. Only with people.

[nostraightlines]

I think that's what happened to me. I remember about thirty years more now.

[lord_wizard]

[It's rare that anyone other than him does any cooking in the Starstruck kitchen and it's a strangely territorial instinct that draws him in to investigate. He still can't claim to be an expert but, unlike his early days in the fleet, he can at least claim he's been trying. Sometimes. When he can be bothered.

He doesn't actually say anything. Instead, he wanders over to the stove, passing a skeptical eye between the stove and the man's hair which, yes, he has also noticed]

[nostraightlines]

Pancake? I'm getting pretty good.

[lord_wizard]

Considering a change in your station?

[It's not a no, but...]

[nostraightlines]

There's nothing to do in my station, I'm done by noon. Gotta fill the time, man.

[lord_wizard]

Oh, undoubtedly. Have you always had skills as a cook or is that new as well?

[To mention the elephant in the room in passing]

[nostraightlines]

Not always, but they're the same skills as when I got here. [ he gestures to himself as a whole; ] This is new.

poor guy nooo

[pneumo]

[ And of course Sascha's over there in the middle of the night, eager to show off his new pearly whites. He's overly excited about having his new set come in, so that he actually greets Ramse from behind by latching onto him (if he can manage) without realizing he's got a) longer hair, and b) a brace. ]

Ramse~~~

[nostraightlines]

[ Let's say he couldn't sleep and is on the bridge, a good place to be ambushed from behind by puppypire. He tenses when someone grabs him but there's really only one person it could be and Sascha's voice confirms that. He relaxes again, putting a hand on the arm around his waist. ]

Hey Sascha. What's up?

[pneumo]

[ And in response Sascha lies the side of his face against the back of Ramse's neck, inhaling because that is what will tell him the most about who Ramse's been consorting with!! ]

Noooothing~ You have hair!

[nostraightlines]

I do. I wasn't bald, you know, I just shaved it.

[ he sounds amused -- also he smells of kara maybe ]

[pneumo]

[ Oh, that's a new and quite wonderful smell. Sascha is going to give Ramse another sniff. ]

But I liked the bald....!

[nostraightlines]

[ Ramse laughs softly, reaching back to ruffle Sascha's hair. ]

Alright. Which do you like better?