all aboard the ship with the coolest name B)

[transferedfate]

Who: The fine crew of the SS Bloodsport.
Broadcast: If a thread goes that way!
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: 2/14 ~ 2/17 (So people can be on either side of the augment glitch change)

[Crazy glitches! New passengers! Peculiar moons! What a month it's been for our good friends on the SS Bloodsport, and what a month it will continue to be! What awaits them in the coming days? Danger?? Intrigue??? Being nerds???? Find out, on Drift Fleet. For anyone aboard the Bloodsport, or just visiting, this is the hip happening place to mingle.

Have at it!]

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in the kitchen!

[transferedfate]

[Ever since arriving on the ship, Ringo has been making herself scarce. So if anyone has been trying to find their new crew mate, they've probably had very poor luck in the endeavor. But it's been roughly a week since she arrived, and for the first time she's hanging out for an extended time in the kitchen. She's inspecting the food dispensers with a pensive look on her face. That is, until anyone happens to walk in the kitchen. She start, turns around to face whoever enters, and tugs at her bangs a bit.

Come on Ringo, you can do this. Just be.. normal]

Um... hey. [she waves awkwardly, and tugs at her bangs before letting her arm drop to her side] I'm new here.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[lucky for her, the Bloodsport's captain has also been weirdly scarce this week, what with being in a good mood and wanting to explore and all that. but, eventually, their paths must cross...

as he walks into the kitchen, mostly preoccuped with some metal box he's fiddling with. it looks like he's been working in the engine room, or something, since his fingers are staining dark and he's got a couple of grease smudges up his arms.

--so he looks up, suddenly, when someone else is there. hello.]

Oh. [regardless of what was said of if she recognizes him:] There you are.

[transferedfate]

[she does recognize him, which makes the awkward greeting feel all the more awkward. She's embarrassed by how worked up she was, but she still doesn't... like him yet. So while she's trying to seem chill, she's a bit tense.]

I guess you work here too, huh? [...] I don't think I got your name last time.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

... [he stares at her for a second, but finally cracks a wide smile.] That's right, I was rude to you the last time. I'm sorry about that.

[he sets his mysterious transistor box down on the table between them.] My name's Robin. I'll be your captain while you're staying on this ship.

[transferedfate]

[okay. if he's willing to try again, she is too]

I'm Ringo Oginome. I guess I'm your lab support? Although I have to warn you, I'm not a doctor or anything like that back home.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

That's fine. I'm an engineer-- [he wiggles the messy fingers of his right hand as a wave.] --Can't say I ever worked on a spaceship before coming here, though. Everyone finds their place.

[transferedfate]

That's good to hear. [...] Despite it being really creepy, all this extra information helps. [she very vaguely gestures to her augment]

So, what is this ship like? Are the people okay?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[nodding, then chuckling.]

Trust me, I'm the most obnoxious person you're going to run into around here. First mate's an angel who's always sleeping. The security officer and pilot are a couple of dorks, but they're good friends. There's another guy around who yells a lot, but he's mostly harmless. I think you're in with good people.

[transferedfate]

[to hear him call himself obnoxious, that earns a wry smile out of her. Good, at least he's self-aware. People like that are easier to deal with. But then an idea comes to her]

Wait... so I'm the only girl?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[AH HA HA he gives a cheery little laugh.]

Yes you are.

[transferedfate]

Ugh, I normally wouldn't care but this ship is so small-- [she's more muttering to herself, but then she sighs and shrugs her shoulders. At the end of the day, she can't complain]

And another question, this food stuff. [she jerks her thumb to point over her shoulder at the food dispensers] It's unlimited?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he shrugs too. what can he say? yeah, it sucks.]

As far as any of us have been able to figure out, yeah. Not great, but it's better than actively worrying about feeding ourselves. Ah-- [he crosses around, turns the sink on, waits for the water to warm up a little...] --Riku cooks with the real food that we pick up here and there, so talk to him if you want something a little more substantial. The guy could use more to do.

[transferedfate]

[she looks over her shoulder and stares at the food dispensers. Wow... really unlimited. She tends to wear her emotions on her sleeve, so for half a second there's a look of longing on her face. Sure it's crappy, but never having to go hungry. Everyone back in Haven...

No, no, no. Thinking about stuff she can't change doesn't do anything productive. She's moving forward, that's what she promised]

That's okay. [she looks back at Robin and puts her hands on her hip. Trying to project confidence or something like that] Maybe when I find something I'll bring it to him, but I don't want to take your stuff before I've earned anything.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he watches. he's always watching, of course, but he thinks her feelings are pretty obvious. he turns away, finally scrubbing off his hands in the sink--he's got to get under his fingernails and everything.]

How old are you, Mynah?

[transferedfate]

[ahaha, she ignores his question entirely and perks up at the nickname, and points at him]

That! [she wasn't entirely sure if she heard him right last time]

So I didn't make that up-- what are you calling me?

[limitstorm]

[ a pause. oh. he knew he'd smelled a different scent when he got on the ship... ]

Uh--right. I'm Riku. [ he introduces himself with a quick bow of his head. ] Nice to meet you...?

[ ... uh, name. shit. ] I'm one of the security officers here.

[transferedfate]

[ah, whoops yeah she should have introduced herself. She quickly responds with her name] I'm Ringo Oginome. I guess I'm your lab support, although I don't really know much about being a doctor.

[limitstorm]

Ringo... [ hm. ] That's a cool name.

[ he ruffles a hand through his hair. ] I don't think you'll have a lot of trouble--looks like those augments really help.

[transferedfate]

[literally no one has told her that in her entire life so she's just like... thrown off guard but happy?] Uh... thanks. Your name is pretty cool too.

[whew, but yeah. BUSINESS BUSINESS] Did you ever pilot anything before coming here?

[limitstorm]

[ oh, that's something he hasn't really heard. he smiles and scratches his cheek. ] Thanks.

Uh--I've flown a few things, but... not really. My best friend's the pilot. [ he makes a face. ] ... somehow.

[transferedfate]

[literal coolest kids, right here right now]

Your best friend is here? [huh... she tilts her head a bit] Sounds nice. What is he like? [since Robin spilled the beans on the sausage fest that is this ship]

[parkinglotangel]

[The ship's transient angel is returning to what passes for home after a long day down on Accendo, very much broke and somewhat ruffled looking. The angel part isn't at all obvious. Mostly he just looks like a middle-aged guy in a trenchcoat, shuffling into the kitchen with a somewhat glassy-eyed look of someone suffering from a hangover of some kind.

He takes a few moments to process Ringo's greeting, as if she'd spoken a different language.]

Hey.

[Yeah, that's about as much as he's got right now]

[transferedfate]

[oh man. She looks a bit exasperated but whatever. She isn't particularly bothered by the slow response]

Geez... are you okay? You look kind of unsteady.

[parkinglotangel]

[Despite the weariness, his lips curl into a smile]

Yeah...I'm great. No worries.

[He will head over and dispense himself a glass of water]

So when'd you get in, new kid?

[transferedfate]

About a week ago. But I've been spending a lot of time off the ship. [she considers saying sorry, but instead just asks a question]

How long have you been here?