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[Gym or Obstacle Course]
[She's here a little less often (than daily) now that her ship, The Windrose, has some basic equipment, but she still likes to get a more comprehensive workout and it's a better place to find a sparring partner.]

[Library]
[Kitty has been coming into the library regularly and reading voraciously almost since her arrival. It's only been a few months, but she's already attacked a lot of the physics books in stock. It's hardly her only interest, but it did make sense given the project she and Winn have been working on. She might just be wandering through today looking for anything that fell out of that loosely organized section or just for anything that looks interesting ~~that might be you!~~]

[Everywhere/Catchall]
[What, go to a ship and not scout around to see what's going on in the other nooks and crannies? She likes to know who else is around and maybe get a drink at the bar or take a walk through the garden or maybe, possibly see if there are any foxes around who want to play. If you hear fox baby talk you will tell no one! The faith and meditation aren't so much her thing but it doesn't mean she won't peek in from time to time just to see whose thing it is. This is what happens when curiosity, boredom, and low-level preparedness paranoia combine. Oh! And maybe you made plans to do something and met her here?]

( a )Community Gardens

[ it might be a bit difficult to recognize the little queen, though she easily stands out. her hair is partially dyed to befit her gown, streaks of bold blue in the brown of the soft curls, it is styled to fall around her face, held back only by a single silver pin shaped like a rose.

she favors the community gardens greatly and can usually be found sitting there with a book or simply gazing at the flora. every now and then, you could see her in her gowns and silks actually working the gardens, planting and maintaining the plants with gentle love and care.

they remind her, after all, of home. ]

( b )Art therapy

[ she can, at times, be found here at the studio. ladies must know their crafts and margaery sings, dances, excels in needlework but at times, does enjoy simply trying her hand at painting, too.

the paint's texture and the colors are vivid and new, far superior to the ones in westeros.

you might find her working on simple little projects such as this one, paint smudging her cheeks and nose. ]

( c ) wild card / june-catchall

[ she will be found wandering here and there, peeking into the different rooms or having a cup of wine at one of the bars. you may come and meet her as you wish and approach her at all times, she doesn't bite very often ]

for any closed prompts/specific requests for margaery, I can be reached at her journal or at

ladylike ]

Edited 2016-06-01 18:30 (UTC)

[ Kara decides to take a walk through the gardens. They remind her of her California home, though not much of her Krypton home—the greens are much too vivid for that. She does get a sense of renewal and freshness, walking the rows. Maybe there was something to the photosynthesis theory of her powers, or maybe it was just the cleaner air.

she spots Margaery, and thinks of her conversation with Winn. She wants to be a good influence on the teen, so she approaches ]

Margaery! How's it going?

[Kitty leans against the door to the bar, surveying the room when she spots one of her crewmates at a table unaccompanied. She heads over to her. It's been awhile since they really talked. Oh, passing in the halls of course. It's hard to escape anyone fully on a ship, and she wasn't looking to escape.

Actually, she had been enjoying the girl more and before the dance she was extremely appreciative of her help on her hair. But at the dance and shortly thereafter she heard things from other people that weren't quite making adding up with the things Margaery had told her. It made her wonder what else she was "misunderstanding" and why. Rather than confront her she fell into something of a watchful distance. Well, that and she'd become extremely involved with Winn which ate up a lot of her time.]

Drinking alone?

Good-day, Kara.

[ she will close her book, the hardcover reads something about classic poetry before placing it on her knees and folding her hands primly above it. they could paint a portrait of her like this, every curl is styled and every ounce of her posture is graceful.

a lady most always remember herself, after all ]

I hope it has found you well.

Very few complaints.

Your hair looks amazing! Did you just get it done? Can I see?

drinking?

[ she has been reading something on her comm, a file or another but she will put it aside as she approaches, giving her all of her attention and chuckling when she realizes what she was referring to. ]

All ladies drink wine with their supper. The less savory ones break their fast with a cup. It is very common in Westeros, I almost forgot it is not so for some of the other realms.

[ she brushes a curl of blue behind an ear ]

I hardly mind it but I would always be glad for company.

[The fox park]

[Where better for a fox girl to be? She's just standing around in the enclosure, looking around. And if anyone's brought their foxes over, they might just suddenly run over to approach her, and... well, it sure looks like they're talking to her.

Weird, right?]

[Interfaith Center]

[So a goddess walks into an interfaith center, and the whole thing catches fire.

Okay, no, not really. But Caster is standing near the entrance, peering in like she's afraid it really will burst into flames if she enters. She has a rather displeased expression on her face, as well.]

"Interfaith"... So those Western gods allow for this sort of thing now? Well, better late than never, I suppose.

[Though as she talks, an ornate round mirror starts floating around her, spinning in circles.]

[Library]

[She can also be found in the library... Sort of. There's an unattended pile of books, with one open. Except periodically, with a shower of golden sparkles, Caster appears out of thin air, turns the page, and then vanishes into nothing again. Needless to say, this is probably strange to watch.]

[Wildcard/Catch all]

[Caster is also just going to be exploring to get used to the ship. So, if you have reason to stop a weird-looking fox-girl on platform sandals, then she can be found pretty much anywhere, poking her head into places without a care, occasionally dematerializing to just walk through a wall to see what's on the other side.]

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A friend named Chloe helped me. Her own hair is entirely blue and I feel entirely in love with it. She was sweet enough to find us hair dye, only I wasn't brave enough to dye it all, do you truly favor it?

[ she turns so she could see, the silver rose pin glimmers in the light ]

Chloe's my shipmate, and of course I favor it. It looks great with you, and blue is one of my favorite colors.

The pin you have in your hair is beautiful, too. Did you buy it on the planet?

Is she? You have such a fine crew, so many of my friends are aboard the Tourist. Chloe and Winn and you -

[ a gentle gasp, it is hard to tell if it faux or not ]

You will forgive me for assuming us to be friends, you have always been so kind to me.

[ she touches a finger to the pin and shakes her head ]

It came with me from my own realm. The rose is the sigil of my house, I wear it very often.

[ she moves her hair to show her a matching necklace and a ring ]

At the very least until I marry, then my sigil shall be a stag but those look so odd in jewelry - I much prefer roses.

Of course we're friends! I kind of hope you'll see me as a sisterly figure eventually. Sisters are very important.

[ she nods, speaking from experience!! ]

Can't you keep what you like?

[Kitty slides into the seat across from her.] I guess I'm still on the side of the savory then. [She doesn't drink much. Not that she could swear she's never started a day with a drink, but nothing comes to mind. It's not her go-to vice.]

What are you reading?

[Because she works at both, and in shunning the stupid sickly moon she's picked up as many shifts as she can. Between those shifts and being named Captain of the Bloodsport in the Atroma's happy random raffle, she's run off her feet and doesn't have much time to go anywhere else.

That doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy her job(s), though. Make a little money, talk the ear off any patrons. What's not to like?

So come in, be sociable, etc etc. She's perfectly nice until you get on her bad side.]

The only lady I knew who drank at dawn was a terrible one. You are far more savory.

[ she oft thinks of the lannister woman, terrible in her schemes and plots. how poorly she would have done here without her guards and men and with no true kindness or charm to attract sympathy.

margaery does so wishes -

but that is a petty matter. ]

I am only sending word to a friend. In my realm, we send words with ravens. These are ever faster.

I have never had a sister.

[ she smiles ]

But I told you all about my brothers already so you would know that, forgive me.

[ as for the question, well ]

I trust that I shall. I doubt my kingly bethroded would mind a few flowers.

[ in tommen's case, the child won't mind, in joffrey's, well.

he would name it a lady's silliness and she will say, of course you grace, it is so silly, is it not? but they are only flowers and that would be the end of it.

but she already knows she will not have more than a wedding feast with Joffrey.

there is that for comfort. ]

I didn't have one until I was 13, but it's worked out pretty well.

[ she sits and tries to approach questions about Marge's world with genuine curiosity rather than judgment ]

Aren't you still part of your family when you get married? Why not keep things that remind you of them?

[ Meditation room ]

[ Hera has taken quite a liking to meditation since Ahsoka started teaching her how. It's turned into a great way to relax, clear her head, and process her thoughts and feelings. Normally, piloting would be a way for her to do this, but she's not much of a pilot here. Oh, she can drive the ship, within certain parameters, but she has no real control over where they go, she's no longer doing most of the navigational work herself. It's a pretty poor facsimile of what she does back home. Thus, meditation.

Though, she's not the greatest at it, either. Sometimes she cracks an eye open, if someone enters the room or speaks, or just makes a loud noise. She's curious. ]

[ Library ]

[ Hera is the first to admit she's not a big reader. She'd rather be doing, than reading about it. But she needs new things to do with her free time, new ways to get away from an ungrateful crew and her inability to do anything real to help them.

So she starts poking around in the library, unsure what she's looking for, really, just curious. And maybe hoping to find something - anything - that might help her figure out how to get home. ]

[ The Space bar ]

[ Much like with books, Hera doesn't usually spend a lot of time hanging around in bars. They can be useful places to meet and do clandestine business, but she's not really the sort to sit around in them drinking just for the heck of it.

But she could stand to get out a bit more, and meet a few more people, so here she is, nursing a beer - nothing very strong, she doesn't like being intoxicated. ]

[Margaery would have received a message a few days ago, telling her to meet Riona on some specified room on the Iskaulit. Her only instructions were to wear trousers/breeches and to come with her hair tied back. Likely it isn't hard to guess what this will be about.

Riona waits inside, dressed similarly as per her instructions. There are two blunted practice swords propped up in the corner, but she seems content to ignore them for now. She'll be stretching and cracking her knuckles until Margaery arrives.]

Always glad to be more savory than some lady. [She smiles.]

Texting, huh? I kind of avoid that when I can. Seems like a tedious way to talk to someone. [Without as much of the connection she likes.] I wouldn't have guessed you'd do it, but that makes sense coming from a background of sending letters. Most of our communications were audio or in-person back home.

[ Hey, a guy has to get sick of paintball eventually, right? Right. And what better way to relax after spending a day down on the toxic moon than by sitting in the Space Bar, drinking and smiling vaguely at pretty girls? ]

Hi, Nami. What's good today?

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When a higborn lady weds a lord, she takes off a cape with her family's sigin and takes his own and that would be her sigil until she dies.

[ a beat ]

My husband is to be a king, I shall wear his sigil and colors proudly as the people expect me to but - if I am wearing a few silver roses as well, I doubt anyone would mind.

[ Gym ]

[ Alistair can deny all he likes, but ultimately, he's a young man with a lot of energy and a mighty need to hit something once in a while. The war games on the toxic moon make for a good diversion, but the discipline of his templar training is something else entirely, and he finds himself in the gym pretty regularly, working through the familiar stances in front of a training dummy (or something similar). Whatever else he has trouble with, sword play has always come easily to him, it's the one thing he knows for a fact he's good at, the one thing he can reasonably be proud of.

It helps, when he feels adrift and out of control. ]

[ The Space Bar ]

[ When in doubt, or just in need of some entertainment, Alistair hops over to Varric's bar. Naturally. He's not a drunk, by any means, but he knows what taverns are for - socialization. And Alistair likes to socialize! ]

[ Wild card ]

[ Alistair wanders the Iskaulit a lot, finding his own ship too confining and the entertainment on the moon similarly limited. Drag him into the art room to be a life model, mistake him for a bouncer at one of the bars, or ask him to carry a heavy load of planters for the garden. The choice is yours! ]

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I'm sorry if I ask too many questions, or if they seem rude. It's just so different from either place I've lived... I'm just interested. But I don't want to make you feel like a curiosity, so always feel free to tell me if you're sick of me asking things.

a. library;

[let's be real, here; if Hank isn't on the Blameless or visiting someone on another ship, he can be found here. It isn't strange to find him set up in some table in the corner, deep in a book with another nearby. Most of it is research of some kind, but every so often a title or subject will catch his attention and he'll indulge a little bit.

He always has a notebook at hand, however, and sometimes he'll stop what he's doing to scribble something down, an idle thought or a piece of information he wants to remember. He could do all of this on his device, of course, but - well, old habits die hard and he hasn't quite embraced the technology just yet.

Really, look at him, he's just asking to be bothered]

b. gym/obstacle course;

[not nearly as often as the library but still often enough to be considered a routine, Hank can be found in either the gym or the obstacle course - late at night, or very early in the morning, depending upon how you look at the hour. He mostly sticks to the obstacle course to keep himself active, but every so often you might find him in the gym as well, making use of the stronger punching bags.

More often than not at those hours, he's blue and furry, taking advantage of when everyone's asleep to work out. But sometimes he'll wander in without, too, at a normal hour]

c. wildcard;

[sometimes spending hours cooped up in a lab can have an effect on even the nerdiest of scientists, so Hank is pretty prone to simply wandering around. He can be found wandering through the gardens, hands shoved in his pockets. On the rarer occasion, he can be found in one of the bars . . . usually drinking something without alcohol but sometimes, sometimes he'll have one or two if he's feeling particularly stressed. Or maybe they have plans to do a thing and this is a place where the thing can happen.

In other words, you can find him wherever. Wildcard this option to your heart's content!]

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Kitty — OTA

margaery tyrell 🌹 ota

Gardens

C. Bar

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Caster | OTA

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Nami | Pick a Bar, Any Bar

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Hera | OTA

C. some room on the Iskaulit probably; action

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Alistair | OTA

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hank mccoy; ota