Windrose June Mingle!

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Who: SS Windrose + Visitors
Broadcast: Unlikely
Action: SS Windrose
When: June — anytime!

[Now featuring bathroom rank II for all your bathtub and and additional ten minutes of water per hour needs! We also have more and faster shuttles! Just last month we made it to actual double-sized beds for all your double-sized fun. Special features include a hanging medicinal herb garden in the cargo bay complete with bacon-flavored kelp and Officer Snuggles the resident security fox!

Please enjoy your stay. Unless you're The Stalker. There's a sandwich bag waiting for you.]

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Kitty : OTA

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Sharing is Caring: Kitchen
[After making it to a waystation, Kitty got a package of assorted snack foods and one of foodstuffs. Much of this is making its way into the cabinets for general consumption. She wouldn't even know what to do with flour, okay? She is pretty happy with the dried meat though. Find her snacking on some jerky or reorganizing the funyuns so they stop falling out whenever the door is opened.]

Tiny Dancer: Cargo Hold
[So, she didn't mean to start dancing. It just kind of happened. There was a graceful turn that turned into a glide which turned into some ballet shit going down. The shoes aren't really right for it, but she's making due and kind of lost in the old motions. It's been a long time and she's rusty, but her body is still well trained, so the movements are fluid and where she forgets them she supplements with something more battle-appropriate in kicking or jumping.]

Gamer: Bridge
[She got a chess board and a deck of cards while on the moon and she's not afraid to use them. In fact, she might just play by herself until it's too pathetic of you not to join her.]

Wildcard
[You totally made plans or just met up somewhere on the ship doing something! Maybe you knocked on her door! It's a thing!]

Wildcard!

[pneumo]

[ It's very shortly after this--a few hours, a night, whichever--that Sascha anxiously making his way to Kitty's room aboard the Windrose occurs. How shaken he is by the news he's been given is evident in the way that he doesn't show up in the middle of the night, his preferred time to roam about--Sascha goes early. Or "late" for him as it were; it's actually almost a reasonable time for everyone to begin waking up for the day and starting to go about their business that the wannabe-vampire rushes to Kitty's room and practically forces the sliding door open himself.

Not to toss himself onto the bed or tackle anyone, or even to try and sneak onto the bed stealthily.

He just needs to make sure he can see her there, hands pressed into the door frame tightly as he pants for breath. ]

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[Kitty is snuggled up against Winn, not ready to wake yet when she hears the first sound of the door being forced. In a flash she is on her feet and grabbing her claws. She stops as she identifies her intruder] ...Sascha?

[She stands there in a t-shirt and shorts. Recent experiences have taught her to sleep in more clothes. Seems like it paid off. Something about him stops her from scolding him about calling first or even knocking.]

[winn]

[ the sound of the opening door barely registers, but when kitty gets up and speaks, he hums in protest and rubs his eyes, pulling himself up to a sitting position, in nothing but his boxers.

he frowns as he takes the scene in. ]

...what's going on?

[pneumo]

[ Others might be embarrassed or even scandalized to come across them in bed together (even with clothes), but in Sascha's case? He's so relieved to see and hear Kitty that he doesn't even try to speak or explain why he's there (that will come after); the vampire just hurries to her and wraps his arms around her tightly...power permitting.

If she doesn't phase away he'll actually even lift her up some, burying his face in her shoulder. ]

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[She stays solid for him, wrapping her arms around him after a moment of surprise.] Sascha, what happened? [Her voice is soft and she holds the gauntlet that didn't make it to her wrist out for Winn to take so she can better hold her vampire.]

[ wildcard ]

[precedented]

[ He sends her a brief message asking whether they could meet up. Leto was . . . nervous. Oddly so. He rarely feels the need to get things off his chest, but he finds himself caught in many strings. Many people.

Perhaps an impartial view would help. ]

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[Kitty is waiting in the cargo hold for him, leaning against a wall, curious about what's going on.]

[precedented]

[ He smiles at her, genuine as he exits the Shuttle. There's a hint of nervousness in him that he can't quite repress. ]

I felt I was due another impromptu visit. I believe people do that?

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[She smiles back, picking up a little on that something extra she hasn't seen in him before.]

Absolutely people do that. My vampire usually does it while Winn and I are still in bed by just showing up, so this is a big step up. You're always welcome, Leto. Where to? Kitchen? My room? Bridge?

[precedented]

Whichever you prefer. I believe I confuse Sascha far too much with my, ah, mysterious ways.

[ He feels a little bad about it - as he tends to, whenever he runs into these communication stumbling blocks. ]

Gamer: Bridge

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion is man enough to face her over a chess board. Along with a bottle of wine and a smirk on his lips, but still. More than man enough for this gaming board!]

All right, Kitty, let's see what I've managed to learn ...

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To lose gracefully I hope. [The smack talk starts here!] Who else have you played with?

[tallasaking]

I can lose gracefully - but can you? [He arched an eyebrow at her, his lips curving into a smirk.] And to a novice, no less. [Bwhahaha.] No one. I was hoping you would teach me the game.

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Me? No, I'm terrible. [She can lose just fine.]

But I guess you'll have to start as my ally and not my adversary. It's okay if you need to call me Professor Pryde.

[tallasaking]

Oh, then this shall be a good lesson.

[He gave her a wry look, before he lifted both eyebrows together.] Professor Pryde, my my. How formal?

bridge.

[ownassets]

( It's the first time that Moira's been to the Windrose - she's finally getting around all of them after spending nearly a week back and forth from the Iskaulit. It's when Moira gets to the bridge that she recognises the woman with the chess board, a vague recollection of the help she'd given her when Moira had arrived )

Doesn't anyone else play?

( She's also definitely the wrong person to ask, but she's being friendly )

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[She looks up curiously at the woman, recognizing her and wondering who she's there to see. Questions that can wait.] Be my guest. I can reset the board.

[ownassets]

( Oh. Well- )

You won't get a good game from me.

( But she's sitting anyway )

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Are you suffering from Hank's "I can't play chess because Charles is better" disease?

[ownassets]

I haven't played that much, even with Charles. We were too busy at the time.

after winter!!

[pneumo]

[ Sascha tends to stop by more often now after hearing about Kitty's untimely demise, but he's tried to do a little better than just "3am" like before. Now he's moved to the new and improve 12am to start poking around, knocking on the door like a good and proper vampire, because he's learned. ]

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[She was asleep when the knock wakes her and she can't immediately tell what time it is. She's been sleeping a lot since the injury. Brains need time to rest! She sits up and notices the origami flower Winn left her so she knows he's okay. Probably in the kitchen working she thinks. He's never gone long. He hates to leave her at all, but she sleeps a lot so she encourages him to do things so he isn't getting bored. Really, she just doesn't want him trapped in his worry and thoughts.

For once Kitty is extra modest in her sleepwear with a t-shirt and long soft drawstring pants on. Her wound is cleaned and clotted. Someone with a really keen sense of smell may notice a very faint lingering scent of blood, but since it's in her hair line there's nothing much to see without closer examination.] Come in? [Kurt maybe? She hopes nothing's wrong.]

[pneumo]

[ Not Kurt, alas. Just your adoptive potato son, who peeks his head in and indeed catches a whiff of blood in the air the next time he inhales, but it doesn't set off alarm bells right away. Women tend to carry that scent around more than men in his experience.

Once a month, in fact! ]

Hi Kitty~

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Sascha, hey. [She cradles the origami flower.] How are you?