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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[takingkarabusiness]

Great.

[ holds out her hand. let's gooooo ]

[nostraightlines]

[ Sounds good. He puts their cups in the sink and then takes her hand, fingers curling around hers warmly as he leads the way back to the shuttles. The glove's been shoved in his pocket. ]

Anything on your list?

[takingkarabusiness]

[ no hesitation with the scars ]

Not really. I'll probably just grab things as the mood strikes.

[nostraightlines]

So it's a short list, we just need to figure out where to go.

[ He makes sure there are two fresh masks on the shuttle, then takes a seat, getting ready to pull out of the bay. ]

Never thought I'd get so used to piloting these things.

[takingkarabusiness]

Do you like it? The piloting.

[nostraightlines]

Actually, yeah. It's kinda like driving, but even more power.

And the adrenaline rush every time I don't crash into the planet.

[takingkarabusiness]

Let's keep up your not-crashing record, then.

[nostraightlines]

I'll be extra careful this time. Precious cargo and all that. [ He grins at her and guides the little shuttle out of the bay, heading for the moon. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

Yeah, your busted up arm. I'm more invulnerable than you are at this point.

[nostraightlines]

That'd just be delicate cargo.

[takingkarabusiness]

Awwww. Did you just call me precious?

[nostraightlines]

I did. And you missed it.

[takingkarabusiness]

Better late than never?

[nostraightlines]

Better late than never. But you've gotta be quicker on the uptake.

[takingkarabusiness]

Can I blame the lack of direct sunlight?

[nostraightlines]

Sure, you can blame whatever you want and I'll buy it. I'm gonna keep complimenting you, though.

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she laughs a little, but mostly because she doesn't know how to respond. it's pretty flattering and she's a little embarrassed ]

Don't strain yourself...

[nostraightlines]

[ he glances over his shoulder, smiling ]

You make it sound like it's something difficult.

[takingkarabusiness]

I just don't know how to respond to it, you know? I'm not going to tell you not to.

[nostraightlines]

[ He can understand that, even if he doesn't have any advice for her on how to respond; he's not exactly accustomed to compliments either. ]

You'll get used to it, I think.

[ They're coming up on the moon fast, and Ramse slows them for a landing. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

You'll just have to prepare yourself for compliments in return.

[nostraightlines]

Oh no. Torture.

[ His smile's a little awkward, though, indicating he won't know what to do with it either.

The good news is, they've landed! He gets up and passes Kara a mask -- gotta be safe on the toxic moon. ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ takes it. she hates them but she'd rather not be sick ]

Thanks.

So! Go pieces.

[ she's going to hook elbows with him ]

[nostraightlines]

[ Ramse hates them too -- it feels like he's choking on his own air when he wears one, but the sickness is worse. He gets his on and links arms with Kara, leading her off the ship. ]

Go pieces. Or pajamas, whichever we see first.

[ There's a shopping district nearby, at least, they can poke around the dollar store equivalents for pieces first. ]

There was backgammon at the masquerade, a couple sets of those would work.

[takingkarabusiness]

Oh! Sounds good. I don't really know much about that, either.

I hope we can find classic stripey pajamas for you.