moira mactaggert (
ownassets) wrote in
driftfleet2016-06-05 10:28 am
Entry tags:
ss bloodsport mingle
Who: ss bloodsport + visitors
Broadcast:
Action: ss bloodsport
When:
( mingle, mingle, mingle? )
Action: ss bloodsport
When:
( mingle, mingle, mingle? )

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Her augment has helped, though. Being in communications Moira at least is familiar with the network and contacting people. It's why, when she's been on the ship, she's spent more time in other areas to try and figure them out. She's easy to find - and easy to realise that she's new with her curious looks and poking about. Hopefully she won't be touching the wrong thing )
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Pardon me, I didn't mean to fall asleep on the job. May I help you?
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( She looks a little sheepish about having woken him up )
I was getting my bearings on the ship.
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Today she's not working, so she's fully intent on just kind of sprawling on the bridge and digging through star charts, a range of scrawled on paper in front of her. It's a hobby. She's weird.]
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Are they of this area?
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This one is. [She waves one sheet in the air briefly before putting it down.] The others are printouts of other places the Fleet has been. I'm learning how they're created.
You're Moira, right? We keep missing each other. I'm Nami.
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At least we've met now.
( And she's looking at the sheet being wafted around )
You're learning how the maps or how the places are created?
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[She's a geek, and it's a way to pass the time.]
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He's come on board to get a shower. He comes through tugging off his tie and stops, sniffing the air and turning to be watching as Moira rounds the corner.]
You're new.
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It's been a week or two? But I haven't spent much time here.
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[He offers a hand to her.]
Bigby Wolf.
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Moira MacTaggert. I'm on communications.
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Sascha | OTA
[ Which is to say, literally it's night time and Sascha's bumping into stuff because someone forgot to put on his shades before he "got up" for the evening, and he can't remember where he placed them. He can't open his eyes fully without the light of the ship (ambient, artificial or not) blinding him and burning his retinas, so he's forced to both squint heavily and feel his way along via the walls, sniffing at the air to try and get a better sense of where he's headed.
...Unfortunately neither of those things really help him when it comes to dodging objects or avoiding doorways and doors themselves, so more than once he's going to trip or stumble or reach for a piece of wall that isn't there...and fall flat on his face. Life is hard :c ]
--Owww....
B - A SPORTS-TRAINING MONTAGE
[ When he isn't being a failure at life, Sascha has decided to take some advice he received to heart and begin: super hero training.
Only, he doesn't actually have any idea how to train, where to do it, and just what he ought to be doing in order to accomplish it. Winn said he could have untapped potential, maybe even train himself to be faster and stronger and...well, let's face it. He's never worked a day towards being physically fit or capable in his life. The only thing he's ever wanted to do is fit in and not stand out, which means he's never really tried to use his strength, speed, or stamina for anything outside of what could pass for normal.
Although he did lift those giant speakers for Kirito that one time. Maybe that's a good way to start...?
So when he thinks he can get away with it, Sascha will sneak his way off to the cargo hold of the ship and begin poking around. There's not anything in the way of training equipment, not like on the Iskaulit--but then, he doesn't really want anyone to see him doing this anyway. "This" being lifting various boxes and cases within the hold no matter how big or small, heavy or light. You might even catch him carrying something rather heavy-looking!
He's not exceptionally strong compared to a human, but where he does differ from them? Is that he can keep doing it. And doing it. And doing it because his stamina? Is waaaaaaaaay better. ]
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Bigby.
It's not an unusual thing for him to whittle away the nights he doesn't venture out with the Fable since they share a room together most days (being nocturnal and all). It's habit and routine by this point for him to wake up when the wolf rolls over and squishes him, or shoves him with a pay, or drops his muzzle on him...you know. Standard stuff. He never complains and he's always happy for the reminder that there's at least one animal in the universe that doesn't hate and fear him immediately.
...And who lets him play with their paw as he lies on his side, eyes bright as he wiggles two of the wolf's oversized toes back and forth slowly. Because they're so darn fluffy and soft no matter how tough the pads of his paws are and Sascha loves them. ]
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Generally speaking, Bigby doesn't let people touch his feet. He also doesn't sleep well with other people around, but Sascha has managed to slide under his defences on that one as well.
He wakes up because his toes are being played with and shifts enough to shove his wet, cold nose against Sascha's head and neck, double checking it is who it should be.]
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Yeah. Not awake.]
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He also cooks. Almost exclusively meat like things, but he can be found in the kitchen on occasion.]
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Which is why Sascha follows him around every time he goes to cook. ]
Is it almost done...?
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He's giving Sascha a lot of bones still, since he seems to get satisfaction crunching through them. Ribs, some thigh bones, today it's the shoulder joint which he's deftly deboning with a razor sharp claw.]
Need heating, then you can eat it. Here.
[He tosses him the shoulder bones.]
Eat that while you wait. And don't talk with your mouth full.
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Bigby's pounded it into his head so many times that even without a plate, fork, or knife, Sascha sits to eat and immediately begins chewing and gnawing on an edge of it. And of course giving it a few licks ehere and there despite the fact that there are no sharp spines on it to help him tear through it. ]
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Bigby butterflies out the meat to heat it evenly and quickly.]
Crane used to rap my knuckles when I used my knife and fork wrong. Pencil necked bastard, used to love using the ruler over my knuckles.
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