driftfleet | 3 AM we seemed alright, on our way into the mingle

[Dany can be found wandering the Caprine, a cup of tea in hand as she makes the rounds to various parts of the ship. Her silver-blonde hair hung loose for a change, but for a pair of braids that weaved the sides of her head and joined at the back. She no longer pressed herself to stand out in opulent clothes, though she still avoided the standard issue uniform. Having fashioned herself simple clothes that resembled closely those she had worn while traveling among the Dothraki - the simplest made she could do - she found it easy to move about in riding pants and a woven top, versus her flowing gowns made of silks. This, and other little happenings of late had made her feel homesick for her people and miss her Sun and Stars, though she did not betray her emotions to others.

Lost in thought, Dany stops on her way to Engineering - perhaps Pinkie would not set anything on fire today? - to look over logs and notes as they were presented to her by various departments of the ship. Qing handled a lion's share of the work, but there were times when she knew a personal touch was needed. The Caprine was in good hands in her care. Anyone looking to seek out the young Captain would find her leaning against a wall, the logs in her hands and completely focused on her work.]

Edited 2016-06-08 01:56 (UTC)

[She set something on fire ONE TIME! Due to chaotic intervention! And she bought the stinking Bath upgrade to make up for it!

Still, no electrical components to this one, so Dany shouldn't have to worry too much.]

Oh hey, Captain Danaerys! How's it going!

[Oh Pinkie... for a horse, she was a special one. It made her wonder what words her silver would have for her, if she could talk.]

I am well, checking on the new additions. How are things on your end?

[The upgrades had shown up quickly and Dany was glad to finally have a bed chamber of her own and a bathroom fitting it as well. She was glad for it. Everyone did their part to oversee upgrades and to help one another aboard the ship.]

[ Leto is not sneaky by nature. Certainly, he has the skills for it, the speed to leave and to slip in the spaces. His appearance always garners attention but rarely do people dwell on it. They usually catch sight of his eerie blue eyes and all thoughts vanish.

Leto sets the box on the floor and straightens. He had never performed these kinds of courtship. He was more skillful in words and deeds, though he had a flair for gift giving. He liked to fashion them with his hands using simple materials. Possessions mean little to him these days, when you hold the Empire in the palm of your hand. ]

[Probably cussing out the Game of Thrones directors for killing her off when she's alive and well in the books.]

Hee, things are going great! Engine and shields are in tip-top shape, AND I'm almost dome with my ice cream maker~

[Your First Mate hasn't changed much in his daily routines. He sleeps little, wakes early, ensures that everything in the kitchen is in order. Sometimes he'll also be making recipes, though his supplies are starting to run low now.

He can also be found in his room or the common area, usually sewing or reading. Or wherever, tbh, if you have another idea!]

[After getting Pinkie's rather distressing message, Cheese hopped onto a shuffle and made right for the Caprine. Crew will find yet another tiny horse wandering the corridors of the ship, this one albeit being a lot more lanky and a lot less pink. He looks worried, feel free to talk to him while he searches around for his friend. He also has a rubber chicken draped across his back. That's a thing.

Pinkie, where you at? He is here to make you happy and put the universe right again. ]

[It won't take too terribly long to find her either, considering she's expecting him. He'll eventually run into her just outside the engine room. Her mane's not deflated or anything, thank goodness, but her smile does look a bit tired. it does help that he's here too.]

Hey, Cheese.

[Leto had come to grab her attention by more than just his appearance. Daenerys had come to hold some level of anticipation as she waited to see when he might mysteriously come and go aboard the Caprine. While possessions meant little to her, having grown up with so little, the fact that he was still catering to the terms of her forceful assertion that he prove himself was enough to set her heart fluttering. It reminded her too much of Daario, that subtle affection that she had long thought escaped her with the death of Khal Drogo.

Daario had reawoken a part of her long dead, but still heavily guarded. She knew not to trust herself to open up again, despite how much she had cared for him. Dany had loved his blue hair and the cocksure way he carried himself. She wondered if marrying H'zdar had cost her something more important, even if her people would always come first. She had none of those things here, and yet she still hesitated with what to do with Leto, even if she treasured his gift.

Dany felt conflicted in accepting the gift, hoping for a chance to see him in person and thank him. Now that she was given the opportunity, the words 'Thank you' are lost in favor of surprise.]

Is that another gift?

[Seven Hells, Daenerys hoped it was just some sort of package he was bringing just for the Caprine, instead of herself. Her violet eyes widen as she takes in the box and then Leto himself. This was their first meeting in person and he surely didn't disappoint. His blue eyes were striking, but she felt unphased by them, having grown used to her own strange look. Silver hair and violet eyes were a mark of House Targaryen that carried through generations from the days of Valyria and those who had conquered Westeros from the Andals and the First Men.]

[He offers her a smile as he walks over. It's not his usual vibrant, crazy smile; worry has strained it a little. Still, at least all his time dealing with other people's problems in various worlds has made him a lot better at comforting people than he is back home. Yay for that life lesson, he guesses.

As such, he'll head over and put a comforting foreleg around her shoulders, pulling her in for a gentle hug.]

Hey, Pinkie. Me and Boneless were worried about how you were holding up.

[He was worried. He is worried.]

[Aw, Cheesy. She nuzzles against him in term.]

Better now that you're here. Nothing REALLY bad happened but... it's kinda not stuff somebody who wasn't somepony would really understand, you know? And I don't wanna make my crewmates feel bad either.

[The nuzzling gives him the warm fuzzies, but he has important things to focus on now. Somepony made her sad and THEY NEED TO PAY.

..Or cheer her up. Either or. ]

Oh, well you tell me all about it. I'll see what I can do to make you feel better about it. Because wow have I learned a thing or two about cross-world whoopsies.

[NO, Cheese, no, yandere is not her type, okay? Okay.]

I bet... [There's actually some light hoof shuffling...] How do you think I look?

[That was not a question he was expecting and for a second he looks like he's teetering between surprise and utter terror. The hoof-shuffling is hard to miss though, and the last thing he wants to do is mess up and hurt her feelings (once was more than enough). ]

L-Liiiiiike in general? [What does that even MEAN, Cheese?] I mean you look just fine to me. Better than fine! I mean you look-

[Adorable. Perky. Beautiful. Sunshine itself. PICK AN ADJECTIVE!!! ]

Like the best strawberry sundae ever.

[Wow. What the hell was that. He stares into the middle distance for a second, before clearing his throat. ]

I mean. Uh. Why do you ask?

[ If Leto's surprised by her sudden appearance, he does not show it. Instead his lips quirk and he bows politely. ]

I did make a promise, of sorts. Though gifts are a small part of it, making them yours is what opens our hearts to the world.

[Okay, phew that helps.]

Heh, well... There was this new guy on the comms, and he was having kind of a rough time and getting sick, so I responded... but then when he figured out the communication device and saw my face... he started freaking out WORSE so I switched to text, and THEN he kept saying he wanted to hurl and that there's no way I could exist, and when I finally DID convince him this is my actual face he said he couldn't handle it.

I mean I know some humans are kind of surprised the first time they see me, and most of them are really nice about it, but... I don't look THAT weird, do I?

[Ugh, this. His ears flick back, and he lets out a little snort of annoyance. He's grown used to this sort of thing, you get a hard skin with it, eventually, learn to turn it on them. But Pinkie is still so new to it, so unaware how some humans can actually be. ]

That's nothing to do with you, Pinkie, I promise. It's just some humans, they come from sorts of Earths where nothing different than what they know ever happens. And when you get those kinds of humans who also happen to be big jerks, you get that kind of thing happening. They just see us and think "wow, talking ponies, they shouldn't be a thing that exists!! I'm gonna yell at them more!!".

[He gives her a gentle bump with his shoulder. ]

But that's their problem, not ours. Some of them never come 'round, and there's not a lot you can do about that. You just got to leave them be. But a lot of them do come 'round eventually, realise that not everypony in the universe looks the same as they do. Some even apologise.

[He offers her a small smile. ]

You want me to go find him and stare at him creepily for a while?

[Okay, that does help quite a bit.It's a tall order for her to ever turn it back on somebody that isn't trying to take over Equestria, but maybe turning the other cheek might do for a while.]

No, that's okay. I don't think it'd work anyway; he's still on the Marsiva.

[Sigh.] And at least one of Guy #2's crewmates stood up for me.

[She wants to tell him to stop the gifts but at the same time the fact that he continues to go out of his way interests her. It was a mixed feeling.]

I didn't have the chance to say thank you. For your last gift.

[It helped her feel less homesick, in truth. She would have rather he somehow make Drogon appear in thin air.]

Did you know? What such a gift was for me?

[How he knew specifically to gift her with a dragon... she's intrigued by it.]

[ He bows lightly, his head tilted to the side, accepting her thanks. ]

I knew. I have a special ability of my own, to notice and understand the lives of others.

[ To put it mildly. Leto doesn't want the Game of Thrones people to know that he can perceive the future and the past. It'll invite the kind of questions he prefers to avoid and he rarely violates his rule - no knowledge of the future is meant to be passed on. ]

[it was intriguing, but it also left her feeling slightly invaded. If he knew of her Dragons, he had to know about so many other things - anything she had done in her life, however, terrible or great.]

That eliminates the mystery a bit, wouldn't you say? It must feel a bit of a curse when you want to become close to someone you already know so well.

[Not that he probably wanted to be close to her, specifically.]

Can you read thoughts as well?

[Seven Hells. If he could then how could she keep anything from him?]

[Dany approaches the kitchens, hoping to scrounge up some food before starting her work for the day - Qing was always the first to rise and the last to fall asleep, she's learned. She owed him a great deal. When she finds him, unsurprisingly, in the kitchen before she is, Dany gives a small wave in greeting and makes a beeline for the tea dispenser.]

Have you eaten yet?

[He looked as if he was making something already, but it didn't hurt to ask.]

[He looks up when Dany's footsteps catch his ears, the same bright smile on his face as ever. Hands wrist-deep in dough, he nods a response to the wave, then shakes his head.]

Not yet, I'm just making some noodles to put in a soup. Would you like some?

[He's pretty much always making something here, isn't he.]

[That much, he could understand...for her anyway. She's lived a life of love which she's shared with others. Turning her back isn't something Pinkie would ever be prone to do. He considers that a good thing, all things considered. It meant he had a second chance. ]

Ugh, well that's just rude.

...

Wait, there's a second guy? What did he do?

Uh, well, afterwards there was another guy texting about how his sister had been sent home and that there's gonna be a blood drive soon, so I texted back to say I'm sorry and to offer to make food for after people donate. And before the food came up I'd mentioned I was a pony, and then he asked me if I worked with meat, so I said it's a little awkward for me because there's a lot of sentient species back home. But I didn't wanna be rude since it's not his fault humans NEED protein to survive, so I asked how often he needs to eat it, and THEN he said he eats meat ALL the time and he doesn't think he'd stop at sentient species. And that's when I started getting mad but then his crewmate Allen made him apologize so everything's okay-ish?

[DON'T KILL HIM, CHEESE.]

3 AM we seemed alright, on our way into the mingle

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I'm so sorry for the text wall.