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[namisan]

Who: All y'all Bloodsport people and friends
Broadcast: N/A!
Action: Unsure but I think it's probably... the Bloodsport...
When: August

[It's a mingle!  There's new crew!  There's old crew going slightly nuts!  There's probably popcorn somewhere.]

Comments

[namisan]

[Strange hallucination...?]

Pink talking pony? [Hazarding a guess with a grin.] She's fun. She helped me throw a birthday party a few weeks back.

And sure, I can help out. I've been growing my own in the Iskaulit's gardens.

[thetruehistorian]

[Robin nods, emphatically for her, though it would seem demure by most standards.]

You'd think after all we've been through there wouldn't be much that surprises me anymore. But I suppose it's better this way.

I'm most concerned about stabilizing good roots, as there isn't much soil, and it must be shared. Our ship was upgraded, and I suppose the crew got a little overzealous.

[namisan]

How do you mean?

...too many plants?

[thetruehistorian]

It's hard to say just yet, but that may be an issue in the long run. We've turned our cargo hold into a veritable forest.

[Regardless, she giggles.]

There are several trees, and then some bushes, as well as herbs and flowers. Even if it isn't overcrowded, the real estate is in high demand.

[namisan]

Eesh. Who's the over-enthusiastic one? [She grins.]

My first recommendation, and the simplest one, would be pick and choose the plants you really want and branch out with the rest to the Iskaulit's gardens. No pun intended.

[thetruehistorian]

I suspect the blame lays on all of us. Space does get a bit droll once the wonder of endless stars wears off.

You keep a garden there too, don't you?

[namisan]

Not me specifically. There's a communal garden there, but I help out, given I've got a stake in it. I think the main organisers are Beverley and Ino.