o1;; You didn't see that coming?

[silvercast]

Who: Pietro & You!
Broadcast: yes
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now

[ Video;; ]
[ The video feed shakes, the audio cracking as the communicator is moved around. The broadcasting image so far is the floor, covered in multicolored confetti, and a pair of black and grey running sneakers in view. The left foot taps impatiently before the video swings again to the bridge of the Bloodsport. ]

[ There is a sigh before heavily accented voice accompanies the shoddy cameraman-ship. ] If this is someone's idea of a prank, it lacks humor.

[ The communicator finally turns around, and Pietro is very firmly not happy with this situation. ]

I have complaints.


[ SS Bloodsport;; ]
[ Pietro can be found in various places throughout the Bloodsport. In the kitchen, trying to figure out what the deal with protein paste is. The bridge offers a bit of a distraction with the endless sea of stars or the array of broadcast settings, and how can he resist settling into the bunks? It's been a very long time since he's had his own room. ]

Comments

bloodsport

[foxpas]

[If he's on the bridge, there's a girl with fox ears and a tail sitting at one of the stations, watching him curiously.]

Hello, sir. Are you a new member of this crew?

[silvercast]

[ Well, that sure is something that he's never seen before! But there are plenty of weird things on this ship- including weird dudes who try to crawl in bed with you.

He skips from being rude to being friendly to the crew he'll have to be stuck with for a while. ]

I just arrived a few days ago. My name is Pietro.

[foxpas]

My name is Aria. It is an honor, Pietro.

I am rather new to this Fleet myself, but I have learned much, I think, if there is aught you wish to know.

[silvercast]

Thank you, Aria. It is a lot to take in at first. What augment were you assigned?

[foxpas]

Security, it seems. I am tasked with the protection of this ship, though from what I know not. What of yourself?

[silvercast]

Engineering. It looks like I get to fix what is broken.

[foxpas]

A fine skill. Yours seems like one that will be necessary, far moreso than security. It is comforting to have you here.

[silvercast]

Ah, that remains yet to be seen how well I will do.

[ He hasn't fixed anything quite as complex as a ship before. Sure, the augment supplies him with basic information, but it will probably take some trial and error. ]

[foxpas]

I am sure you will do well at it. Have faith.

[She seems to be 100% dead serious about her encouragement here.]

[silvercast]

[ How can he be mad at such positivity? ]

I'm not one for giving up. Sometimes things take a physical approach.

[ Like signing up to get experimented on to help your war-torn country. ]

[foxpas]

[It is good that he can't, because she is maximum positivity all the time. Unless you're evil, then she just tries to sad puppy eyes you into submission.]

Or assistance from others. There are others who have the same augment, you could ask them if there is aught lacking in the skills the augment teaches.

[silvercast]

[ Well, he certainly doesn't want to deal with sad puppy eyes. That would be a travesty. ]

I could ask others, but I would like to try and figure it out for myself, first.

[foxpas]

[It's still better than the ultraviolence, though, right.]

You seem to have a good work ethic... I can think of no reason you would not do well here.

[silvercast]

[ So much better, honestly. ]

I'm glad you think so, though that isn't entirely the case.

[foxpas]

It is not?

[silvercast]

I just need to do things under my own power. I'm stubborn.

[foxpas]

It sounds similar, at least.

[silvercast]

That much is true, yes.

[foxpas]

Then I will think of it as simply a good work ethic.

[silvercast]

Ah, fair enough. [ He holds up his hands in surrender. ]