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[helluva_pilot]

Who: All the Capringles! (and friends)
Broadcast: none
Action: Mingle on the Caprine
When: September

[Who let Poe and Pinkie paint the shuttles anyway?]

Comments

Poe

[helluva_pilot]

[A: Happier Times
Well, Poe's been having a really good month so far, because this system is generally up his alley. He's joined Moxie and he's spending a lot of time flying in races or taking odd courier jobs. Anything that lets him speed and show off. Sure, it's landed him some fines and an evening in jail, but it's all good.

So he's spending his spare time then doing some loving maintenance and polish on the shuttles, with BB-8 always close by.

B: And Then There's This Asshole
But everything changes when a certain Sith shows up in the Fleet. Poe effectively evaporates. Find him hiding out in his room, or generally keeping really close to the Caprine. He's wound tight and very unhappy about things. Torture will do that to a guy.

Hey, maybe ask him to take you somewhere to cheer him up. Or buy him a drink. Buy him three drinks. Maybe that will help.]

B

[forcesensitive]

[So that sure is a thing that's happening now. Immediately after he sees Ren's message, Finn books it back to the ship and hunts down Poe, looking like he's trying to keep a calm face but betrayed by jerky motions and something in his eyes between fear and anger.]

Did you see?

[helluva_pilot]

Yeah. Yeah, I saw.

[He's digging frantically through his stuff, looking for every spare credit chit he's picked up along the way.]

I need a bigger gun.

[forcesensitive]

[Finn purses his lips. A bigger gun won't help. Ren is perfectly capable of stopping blaster bolts with the Force; Poe knows this. Poe was there at the village. It was his gun that Ren had stopped. But if it makes him feel more comfortable? As Security, he doesn't object to having more firepower on the ship. So he nods.]

We better hurry. The Marsiva's moving out of the system fast, so if there's anything else you want we should get it now.

[helluva_pilot]

What I want is to get the hell out of here. [He knows it's stupid. He knows it's not going to make a difference. That's what makes this a horror show: nothing he does will do a damn bit of good. It Kylo Ren wants to turn him inside-out again, he'll just do it, and Poe won't be able to stop him.

He feels like he wants to vomit.]

[forcesensitive]

Hey. [So it's not about having a bigger gun. He'd figured as much. Finn catches Poe's shoulders and grips them firmly.] He's stuck on the Marsiva for now, and by the time he gets off we're going to have a plan, okay? You helped me out when Hux showed up, I'll help you out now.

[helluva_pilot]

Hux is just a jumped-up sleemo. He's nothing without people to follow his orders. He can't even shoot straight.

[Even after getting shot by Hux, he's not scared of him. Give him a fork and five minutes alone, and he knows he could dismantle General Hux. X-Wing not needed. Kylo Ren is a different matter entirely.]

B

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Pinkie comes back to the ship late that evening, out all day helping Clay gather supplies to aid Solrius in the aftermath of the dragon rampage. It felt good being able to help broker some discounts to help the cause, but between today and everything else that'd happened this month, Pinkie was TIRED. It'd be nice to talk things out with someone.]

Re: B

[helluva_pilot]

[Well, the good news is that Poe's not actively hiding in his room any more. But he went out and bought a significant number of guns, and he's sitting in the kitchen, cleaning and checking each one just to make sure they're in good condition before they leave the system.]

Hey, Pinkie. You okay?

[Someone needs to be more okay than Poe.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

Yeah, kind-uuuuuh what's with all those?

[helluva_pilot]

[He looks down at the spread of death on the table, then back up.]

...guns?

[spontaneouscombustion]

I know what they are, but why are there so many?

[Still carrying that lilt of "what are you doing?"]

[helluva_pilot]

[He huffs a half-laugh, half-sigh.]

You see the newest inductee to the fleet have his big tantrum on the network?

Double Date!

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Well, this sure has been A Month (and that's BEFORE all the stuff erupts with Kylo and the people from Glenwood). But for now, all is good after finding Furiosa, and since it's usually around now when the Marsiva starts to leave, Pinkie and Poe figure now's the perfect time for that double date! Cirrusa here they come!]

[preformthisneigh]

[Finding Furiosa has at least made Cheese less on edge. She's safe and okay and that's good. He can relax. Or as much as he can relax in an actual non-party social environment anyway. He'll be trotting after Pinkie, trusting her on this one because yep. She's definitely way better at this than he will ever be. ]

So. You know them well?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh of course! They're part of my crew after all, AND Finn's the first human I ever saw! And Poe's from his world and now his special somebody too, AND he's our pilot so he's been wanting to meet you for a while now!

[helluva_pilot]

[And here are the humans in question. Poe's wearing his bright orange jumpsuit, because of course he is.]

Hey, Pinkie!

[forcesensitive]

[Finn, meanwhile, is in his usual jacket. He looks a bit nervous, but smiles nonetheless. He's still not really sure about this whole "dating" thing.]

Hey, Pinkie! Cheese. So where are we going?

[preformthisneigh]

[Cheese offers a wide smile and a wave of a forehoof. ]

Hey there. And beats me, I was leaving it for ladies choice.

For Pinkie

[aigue]

[Renart hasn't bothered to visit the other shuttles. Getting to them is kind of a pain, and the Heron serves her needs well enough.

But taking a tour can't hurt. For all she knows they're all completely different inside, or Pinkie's ship in particular has something exceptional she hasn't yet mentioned. So why not? Besides, hanging out with a talking pink pony with a cotton candy mane is always entertaining!

So when she arrives she hunts down Pinkie Pie, looking fairly cheerful.]

Hello, I'm here for a tour.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Well there's certainly quite to see already as her shuttle opens up-- op, never mind, there's Pinkie taking up all of Reny's view.]

Hey, Renart~!

[aigue]

[Don't mind her as she squawks in surprise, nearly falling out of her seat. Good God, someone needs to explain to Pinkie that giving people heart attacks isn't a pleasant way to say hello.

She huffs and moves to climb out of the shuttle.]

Hello to you, too. You seem to be in a good mood.

[Is she ever... not in a good mod. Is that even a thing with her.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Hahaha. Ha. Ha... Yes it is, and it's never pretty, you narrowly missed it by a few days, you lucky fox.]

Yeah, I'm feeling a LOT better now! How've you been?

[aigue]

Good, good.

[She could be worse, there's that.]

I've decided it's worthwhile to see what the other ships are like.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Ooh, then you came to the right place! Come on down!

[Where was I? Oh yeah, the cargo bay is very, VERY colorful. All the shuttles are vastly different colors now: orange and white, creams and light greens, rust colors with bits of bright blue, and then festooned with every bright, happy, girly icon you can think of.

And in the corner near the entry to the rest of the ship, there's a huge raised garden bed bearing all sorts of trees, shrubs, vines, patches, what have you.

There's even the infamous karaoke machine nest to the weights station.]