Hark! A Mingle!

[theboogieman]

Who: The Golden Crew!
Broadcast: Probably not.
Action: Yes that.
When: Sometime while everyone's still on the toxic moon?

[hey, crew! how's life aboard the good ol' Golden? why does the corner of the ceiling dip down like that? has it always been that way? oh, whatever. what's everyone on this fine crew up to?]

Comments

B

[notzubats]

[ Sora was in the maintenance supply room, updating the subroutines on Ben the cleaning droid as per the instructions that Vision gave him. It was a spot he spent a good amount of time, even to the point that he has a couple pillows on the floor for sitting. Because really, laying a bit low seems like a good idea when you're a scrawny teenager and a number of your crewmates give off unsettling vibes. Honestly, Chara alone was enough to make him lock his door at night.]

[So when the supply closet door gets open, it startles Sora. He jerks himself to be sitting up straight and looks up to see who it is, arm wrapped around his roomba. Which...looks like a guy he's never seen before! With...all black clothing and some really creepy face paint.]

[Greeaaaaat. This isn't ominous at all. But he'll still address this creepy guy.]

Uh- hi? ...Are you new?

[theboogieman]

[oh good, this ship has a backup supply of weird scrawny robot-hugging kids in their closet.

by which I mean he really wasn't expecting to find a person in here--so a rare moment of surprise flashes on his skull-face before he's right back to his usual flat stare of general disapproval.]

... Why are you in here.

[oh good, he speaks with a creepy, gravelly monotone. and doesn't answer direct questions very well.]

[notzubats]

[Of course. Atroma always have backup supply of the essentials!]

[And yeah. Yeah that voice does not help. ]

It's-

It's my closet! I can be in here if I want!

[Yeah Sora that doesn't make you sound less lame]

[theboogieman]

... Okay.

[since that more or less answers his question, he'll just...

...close the door again. bye, weird closet kid.]

1/2

[notzubats]

[Whoa wait, that answer actually worked?? What do you know!! Color Sora surprised]

[notzubats]

[Except wait a minute-!!]

[Sora jumps up and opens the closet door partly, calling after the creepy skull dude because Sora would be the first to die in a horror movie]

Hey! You didn't answer my question!

[theboogieman]

[thankfully (??), Zhas hasn't gone very far. in fact, he only took a step back, and is still pretty much right there when Sora opens up the door again.]

...

[which is maybe necessary, so that Sora can see him tilt his head in confusion. there was a question?]

[notzubats]

Yeah, I'm talking to you!

[And not some other skullface dude!]

Just who are you anyway?

[theboogieman]

[there isn't much to consider, but he... seems to consider it for a moment anyway.]

... Zhas.

[at least his menacing nature is mostly just... the facepaint. this is a pretty civil (if not dense) conversation so far.]

[notzubats]

Zhas.

[Pretty unusual name, but okay. Sure. There's a beat before he responds]

Well, I'm Sora.

[...That's what he got. He's not really sure how to feel about the creepy dude, but it's only right to introduce yourself too!]

[theboogieman]

... And this is your closet.

[he gestures towards the closet, as if that really needed to be specified. care to extrapolate on your living situation, or...?]

[notzubats]

- I have a room too!

[He guesses this looked weird]

This is just the maintenance closet. And I'm maintenance. So it's mine.

[theboogieman]

So they don't just keep extra kids in the closet.

[...was that a joke? it's said so soul-lessly and flat, even as he looks up towards whatever else might be up in the shelves in there.]