[actionlog] OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUT

[motheater]

Who: Lilly and poor unfortunate souls
Broadcast: NONE I'M TOO MAD!!!
Action: E V E R Y W H E R E (...Wonderduck and Iskaulit especially, in bars, garden, and library... anywhere, really)
When: NOW

LILLY IS NOT HAPPY.

The moment she woke up on the Marsiva she was a wild angry mess of yelling and hissing and spitting. Because she was supposed to be with Makie, supposed to be around trees and forest and life and not strange metal worlds. Getting transferred to the Wonderduck is... not any better. She runs on all fours with a howl of indignant anger —

And anyone on the Wonderduck is forced to endure, uh...

A yelling, angry creature. If you expected your current engineer to be nice, I hate to tell you, um... She's throwing space food at the walls. Knocking down breakables. Kicking over chairs. Powder, floating through the air, coating her hair and her pajamas and the counters. She runs all throughout the ship before she manages to get to... the Iskaulit. How did she get here? When? Wouldn't you like to know.

You'll find a few things.

a.) You'll find yourself feeling... followed. There's nothing that you can see, but there's a distinct sound of... breathing? And then something darting past your peripheral, perhaps. If you're brave enough to go into the area containing the garden, you'll find the lights all off, as if someone couldn't stand them and their brightness.

And if you're especially unlucky, you can turn on the lights or use your communicator as a light to see this twitching figure:





IIIIEEIIIEEEEEE—!

b.) Or! Maybe you'll find her in angry mode. She's rushed into the library and one of the bars and is probably throwing around bottles and flinging books. What's she screaming the whole time? Maybe you'll even somehow find this strange, strange child on your ship. God have mercy on your soul if she figures the buttons out enough to rush around trying to find an exit. Or at least one can assume that's what she's looking for, because she keeps yelling angrily:



"OUT, OUT, OOOOUT!!"


... Maybe she, idk, wants out.

... Have fun.

Comments

[motheater]

She folds her arms and scowls, though it's not quite as murderous as a moment before.

"I wake up."

... That... doesn't really answer the question much. But she figures it's fine.

"Wanna go back!"

[namisan]

"You and me both, kid." She says it wearily, because fuck knows what to do with someone like Lilly in a place like this. Maybe if she's lucky the Atroma will realise they've made a tremendous mistake and send her home.

"We're both stuck here. Someone took us, and they suck. I'm guessing it's too much to ask you know what ship you're on?"

[motheater]

... A huff, but she relaxes a little more.

"... Ship? Boat. We float?"

Yeah, no, she has no clue what you're talking about, Nami.

[namisan]

"Kind of." She's amazed you even get that concept tbh. Nami sits down on the edge of a table, waving away curious bypassers.

"You know the stars, right? You see them at night? We're floating up there."

[motheater]

Do you see this? This is the look you are receiving.

This.

This is it.

[namisan]

"I can't explain it any better, okay." Oy. "It's stupid and I hate being here too, but at least there's always food."

...

Ah. Yeah. Lilly and her appetite. Nami casts a narrow glance at her. "You hungry? Thirsty?"

[motheater]

"It's stupid," she repeats sternly, but...

... Well, I mean. When you offer food or drink, she can't really stay too pissy.

She brightens... just... a touch...

(I-it's not like you've appeased her, baka.)

"Hungry? I broke a kitchen."

:)

[namisan]

She snorts a little at that. "Did anyone yell at you?" But she's already pulling a chair out at the closest table, patting it.

"Here, sit. My cook here can make you something way better than that jerky I gave you last time."

[motheater]

She shrugs. If people yelled, it wasn't really enough to scare her a lot.

Yelling isn't as scary as, say, a lunge. She can work with pissed off adults.

"... Eyebrow?"

She traces a familiar curly eyebrow over one eye.

[namisan]

Oh, that's right. Lilly knew Sanji, huh. She swallows past the faint pang of homesickness, makes a mental note to introduce Robin some time. Smiles and shakes her head.

"He got to go home. Mean, huh? But the guys here can make some tasty stuff. You ever had chicken?"

...does she want the answer to that.

[motheater]

She grins wide, answering the question without so much as a sound.

Is that an answer enough? Are you offering some chicken here, Nami?

"Bawk bawk bawk," she smugly replies, which may imply that these chickens she's familiar with were alive before they were totally dead. This kid is horrific sometimes, okay. You learn to accept it.

[namisan]

No skin off her nose, kid. She comes from a farming village where knowing the chickens first are kind of a common thing.

"Okay, well my chef can make it really tasty. I'll bring some out to you, okay?" There's probably still the customary plate of leftovers, so... you know. It won't take a moment. Crumbed and fried, like a cheap space knockoff of KFC. But her chefs do know what they're doing, so it tastes decent. She'll retreat to the kitchen and fish up a plate's worth, sliding it in front of Lilly when she returns.

"Here you go."

[motheater]

"Here you go," she copycats, but she looks very pleased when the plate slides in front of her. Nami knows exactly what's coming, considering what her crew is composed of; Lilly abandons all social ability and decency at the table and starts to devour her food with a gusto.

Give me that sweet, sweet chicken...!

[namisan]

Yeah well, enjoy. Nami watches with a minor amount of fascination at the hoover job Lilly's doing of that food, but she'll put a glass of water on the table soon after to follow.

"You like it?"

[motheater]

She grins with chicken still unpleasantly chewed up all around her teeth.

... But hey, it's genuine enjoyment and not creepiness! Score one.

"You cooked it. No blood."

... Okay, there's some creepiness, but we can't win them all.

[namisan]

Jesus, kid.

"...that's okay, right? That there's no blood?"

Are you even capable of reassurance. Let's find out.

[motheater]

............

She shrugs, stuffing more food in her mouth.

Is that, uh, kinda reassuring? That vague indifference a the idea of there being no blood?

It totally is, right.

[namisan]

Yeah...

No. Whatever, kid. She sighs. "Well, as long as you like it. You don't ever have to go hungry in this place, okay? Everyone's got food."