[snuggle up real close everyone]

[cephalon]

Who: The fair crew and visitors of the Windrose
Action: Aboard the Windrose
When: May

[It's a mingle! Make friendly everyone~]

Comments

[mistyday]

People here are different though.

[She frowns.]

Well, not everyone. But this is a good crew.

[cephalon]

Yes.

[The answer almost feels like it should surprise him, but he's found nothing of the contrary yet. It's a strange feeling, really.]

Ordis...finds the beings aboard this ship to be very agreeable and will admit that he is somewhat amazed that such an eclectic crew has managed to work so well together.

[mistyday]

Well I think maybe most of us know a little what it's like to be on the outside lookin' in, you know?

[cephalon]

Yes, again. Doesn't the saying go 'birds of a feather' or something of the sort?

[mistyday]

That's right. "Birds of a feather flock together." So even though we may argue and all that, I want you to know I got your back Ordis. You and Tenno both.

[cephalon]

Oh.

[That's a sentiment he's not used to hearing, and it takes a moment before he's able to process and formulate a proper response.]

Ordis would ask that you have his Operator's back first, but...Ordis will do what he can to have yours as well.

[mistyday]

[Oh how she knows that surprised feeling. Still something she's getting used to here. She smiles.]

We'll protect him, don't you worry.

[cephalon]

Thank you, Misty.

[And perhaps for once in his life he's being sincere with his sentiments.]

Ordis would wish to call you 'friend' if such would be acceptable.

[mistyday]

[Oh, how her face lights up and she smiles real big. Quick though she may be to anger, she’s quick to love too.]

Of course you can call me friend!

[cephalon]

[Her smile is contagious, and he can't help but beam back. It's such a very human expression, but it feels right.]

Ordis has never had friends. He is delighted to call you the first.

[mistyday]

I know a little something about what that's like - I ain't ever had very many friends either.

[cephalon]

Then Ordis shall be an additional plus one to that number.

[mistyday]

[Still smiling brightly, Misty bounces out her chair and comes towards him with her arms open before coming to a stop. Remember what Vision said - she can't expect Ordis to react the same way she would to things. So she drops her arms and instead gently asks:]

Ordis, would you be okay if I gave you a hug?

[cephalon]

Oh- [What a question that is; certainly he's aware of such forms of comraderie and affection, but it's entirely different to be faced with them. There's a definite grateful pang at her questioning though, it at least gives him forewarning to prepare himself.]

Ordis will try. Nothing ventured, nothing gained...right? That is the other colloquialism.

[mistyday]

Oh good!

[She throws her arms enthusiastically around his shoulders.]

I love hugs!

[cephalon]

[Oh that-

that's a lot more enthusiastic than he'd been expecting. It's momentarily overwhelming, and he freezes at the sensation of her arms around him, but moment by moment he wills himself to relax.]

They do appear to be a favorable way of human communication.

[mistyday]

[Misty is not a woman to be moderate in her emotions, be they positive or negative. Stepping out of the hug, she giggles a little.]

You got a funny way of puttin' stuff, Ordis.

[cephalon]

Nonsense. Ordis has a perfectly reasonable way of putting things.

[mistyday]

Well, either way, I like it.