Calling Chefs and Bartenders and ... Doctors. Probably.

[namisan]

Who: Nami and anyone
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport, Iskaulit
When: Today

[She wakes up feeling odd. Can't quite place it. Her clothes hang a little more loosely when she puts them on, and Nami makes a face. She's been run off her feet way too much lately. Which means... now is probably a good time to make that call she's been putting off, with certain bffs turning into crazed Stepford wives. :|]

[Video]

Malum isn't the only place that's short-staffed. The Space Bar could do with at least one more bartender, maybe two. We definitely need a chef, so if you're interested in earning some more cash and all the free drinks you want, basically the same deal applies! I'll be at the bar all day, so if you're interested, come in and say so.

[She could probably have put more effort into that, but she's too tired. Blagh. Oh wait, an addendum:]

Within reason, by the way. If you're some kind of demigod with a limitless appetite for alcohol I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have to limit you on your free consumption.

[This is not hypocritical at all, given her own tolerance. But hey. Basically if you can outdrink Nami, you... probably shouldn't get all the free beer you want or you'll put her out of business.

Now excuse her as she yawns off to work.]

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[For the afternoon she's fine, even if she has to cinch her cute saloon dress in another tiny bit. She has lost weight. There's a vague resolution of taking a couple days off and stuffing her face once she has more than one other staff member (and Fenris could probably do with the option of more time off besides), and she just gets on with it. If you come into the bar in the afternoon she'll be her usual self, serving drinks and talking to potential employees or crammed in a corner on a break with a sandwich and a pack of cards.

Evening hits, and so does exhaustion. She slows down, occasionally gets distracted staring into space, and there's a light flush on her face that isn't from drinking. It's only a few hours on that she has to squint to focus, and Nami acknowledges that, okay, she might be coming down with something, and maybe she left looking for staff a little too long. But she keeps working, until either the bar closes or someone well-meaning chases her out of the bar. Buuut if you do that, you better be prepared to cover for the rest of the night, gosh.


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Either way, by the time she leaves the bar and starts heading for the shuttle bay, her face is flush with fever to the point that the tips of her ears are turning red, and all her joints ache.

This feels familiar.

...it's probably just the flu.

She travels the hallways down to the shuttle bay, leaning on the walls to get her balance back, and manages to make it all the way down to the Bloodsport's shuttle, getting the hatch open, before she just... slides down its side to her knees, closing her eyes. She should probably get back to her ship and get a doctor's opinion.

Orrr maybe she'll just... pass out. Right here.

Sounds good.]

Comments

[namisan]

[If you like that kind of thing. Nami gives this little triangle guy the side-eye, but she grins anyway.]

Precious little, apparently. Keep order on their ship. Be the voice of reason if people aren't sure what to do. It's not like we can go anywhere or do anything we choose.

[It's an empty gesture, more or less.]

[isocelesmonster]

WHERE CAN WE GO?

[namisan]

We can fly a little around space, but within a short range from the fleet. And we visit planets and space stations everywhere we go. So it's not completely stir crazy, but... you fly too far from the Marsiva and you'll just find yourself teleported back here.

[isocelesmonster]

HMM. MARSIVA'S THE BIG ONE IN THE CENTER, RIGHT? BUT YOU HUMANS DON'T LIKE HARD VACUUM, SO THE ONLY PLACES YOU COULD GO WOULD BE INSIDE OF THE SHIPS...

[namisan]

That's right. I'd way prefer... this. [She waves a hand at the waves lapping across the beach.]

You know. A fleet on the actual ocean or something. Or better yet, not being kidnapped at all.

[isocelesmonster]

IF YOU LIKE, I COULD KEEP AN EYE ON THE DREAMSCAPE AND GIVE YOU MORE LITTLE LUCID VACATIONS LIKE THIS!

[Bill takes another long drink from his glass and spins his finger over the top of it; it immediately refills.]

IF WE WERE ON A BOAT, WE'D ALL BE IN THE SAME ONE, RIGHT?

[namisan]

[Dude, that is a neat trick. She finishes her drink and looks at him hopefully.]

Depends on the size of the ship. The whole fleet could probably fit on a galleon, no trouble.

[isocelesmonster]

[That "glass is empty" face makes him snort, amused. He repeats the gesture and tops Nami off. There ya go!]

JUST AN EXPRESSION, IN THIS CASE! MEANS I CAN LEND A HAND IF IT'S SOMETHING YOU'D BE INTERESTED IN!

[namisan]

Oh, right-- [Nami always thinks in terms of the sea. All in the same boat, huh.]

You'd be right. And I'm always interested in hand-lending. But what do you get out of it?

[isocelesmonster]

HEY, YOU'RE THE FIRST PERSON THAT HASN'T RUN AWAY SCREAMING FROM ME IN A COUPLE OF YEARS.

[True, but also delivered like a particularly dry joke.]

IT DOESN'T COST ME ANYTHING TO DO SPELLS IN DREAMS, ESPECIALLY IF IT HELPS YOU REMEMBER I'M IN HERE! PEOPLE KNOWING THAT I EXIST, EVEN IN THE ABSTRACT, KEEPS THAT EXISTENCE FROM PETERING OUT! IF EVERYBODY EVER FORGOT AT THE SAME TIME, WELL-

[He stares at a fixed point out in the ocean, suddenly, pupil a little smaller than usual.]

NO MORE BILL! HA.

[namisan]

[Did they have reason to run? Nami peers at him, then down to her newly poured drink. He doesn't seem so scary.]

Weird. I'd think people would see things in dreams far more terrifying than a triangle in a top hat. I'll remember. Or I'll try to, anyway.

[...she has the feeling she's not doing so great. Maybe she'll write him off when she wakes as a fever dream. The thought makes her frown.]

You can't exist outside of dreams?

[isocelesmonster]

YOU'D THINK SO, YEAH...

[Bill rolls his eye.]

IT'S ALWAYS, "AAAH! HOW'D YOU GET IN HERE, WHAT ARE YOU!". GETS OLD, LET ME TELL YOU.

[This conversation is a lot easier when he is drinking because jeez, humans, go with the flow a little. He addresses her question next:]

NOPE! THE ONLY THING I KNOW ABOUT THE PHYSICAL WORLD IS FROM WHAT PEOPLE DREAM ABOUT!

[namisan]

[Snrk.]

You must have a pretty interesting view on it then, given what most people dream about. How'd they even manage to wrangle you onto the fleet?

[isocelesmonster]

BEATS THE HECK OUT OF ME! ONE MINUTE I'M MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS IN SOME DEPRESSING OLD MAN DREAM, THE NEXT I'VE GOT A CHIP IN MY BASE ANGLE AND SOME VOICE IS TELLING ME I'M ON A REALITY SHOW!

[namisan]

Well, you'll definitely be one of the more unique people on the Fleet then. It's kind of disturbing they can just yank you out of a dream, though.

[isocelesmonster]

YEAH, DON'T I KNOW IT. IF THEY CAN IMPLANT SOMETHING LIKE ME, THE CHIPS PROBABLY GO A LOT DEEPER ON YOU FLESH PEOPLE THAN JUST YOUR BODIES.

[namisan]

Oh yeah, I think that bit's a given. I mean-- I've never seen this science before, but I don't know that something supposedly tapping into our nervous system and brain or whatever should be able to do things like, say, turn us into animals. Or younger versions of ourselves.

[isocelesmonster]

[Bill laughs delightedly. Oh wow that sounds like an actual blast let's do it immediately.]

WHOA, THAT KIND OF THING WASN'T IN THE WELCOME PAMPHLET! HA HA! HOW OFTEN DO WE GET TO DO THAT?

[namisan]

[Nami makes a face, and drinks half of her new dream Mai Tai. Which thank you, by the way.]

There's been a slew of weird glitches lately. But before that, maybe once every couple months we'd see something bizarre.

[tetractys]

[The real secret hiding in this conversation is that this is Nami's second Mai Tai but Bill's sixth.]

HEH, SORRY, SORRY - [He wipes his eye.] IT'S ROUGHER WHEN IT ACTUALLY HAPPENS, RIGHT?

[namisan]

I'm sure I'll find it hilarious after it happens to me. But I seem to be lucky so far. No glitches.

[Nami, you're suffering one right now, hate to tell you.]

[tetractys]

IT MIGHT BE FUN TO BE AN ANIMAL! AS LONG AS YOU CAME BACK TO YOURSELF AT THE END! YOU'D GET A WHOLE NEW PERSPECTIVE THAT WOULD OTHERWISE HAVE BEEN IMPOSSIBLE! YOU LOOK FORWARD TO NEW EXPERIENCES WHEN YOU LIVE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS!

[namisan]

Hmm...

Kinda nice to be a bird I guess. As long as we were planetside at the time. You can't really do much as an animal if you're still trapped in a tin can.

[isocelesmonster]

HAHA, EXACTLY!

[It's not like humans aren't basically animals to begin with. Homo pretentius, the only greater primate with delusions of grandeur.]

HOW OFTEN DO WE HAVE TO WAIT BETWEEN WORLDS, ANYWAY?

[namisan]

There's usually one or two weeks in space before we front up elsewhere. Though it's not always a planet we end up on. Our last place was a moon, and before that was just a huge spacestation. [She finishes her drink.] But both are good for exploring, so I guess it doesn't matter.