Red Fishies

[mortalcoil]

Who: SS Red Fish crew and visitors
Broadcast: No
Action: Aboard the SS Red Fish
When: Around the drifting week (and probably a backtag party!)

[watch the newest episodes (and catch up on a few reruns) of your favorite dysfunctional fish in the fleet! what kind of drama will they create next? you can find out right here, right now!]

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arthur

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

a ) cargo bay

[Wow. He's in here a lot. He's a bit frustrated with things with his crewmates, and taking it out on his body. He's worried about Syeira, he wants to pour Zhas' face paint down the drain, he doesn't know what to do with Coil and his birthday, and they've got this weird new guy now.

He's been going to town on the punching bag, but now he's at the weights. He's been trying to bulk up a little more lately. FOR NO REASON AT ALL not because he has a girlfriend or anything. His eyes are a little bigger than his muscles, though, and the barbell goes to his chest. Whoops. Maybe he should have had someone spot him.]


b ) hallway

[Arthur's on his way from Syeira's room with a few boxes, wrapped sloppily in colored paper. He's not looking where he's going, and runs straight into your character, the boxes going everywhere.] Shit, I'm sorry.

A

[girlverine]

[Laura had stepped silently into the cargo bay a moment before Arthur had seemingly lost control of his weights. His heart beat and his breathing clearly indicated he was struggling, but that didn't necessarily mean he needed help. He could've just been taking a long time to do what he needed to? Maybe? Probably not.]

[Still, after maybe fifteen seconds the teen stepped up next to the weight bench, her green eyes slightly narrowed as she looked down at him.]

...Do you need help?

wow really sorry for how late this is

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Wow, he's not sure how to get out of this. But he's usually not one to ask for help, so when the teen comes into his line of sight and asks, he blurts-]

No.

[But then he thinks on how long he's been trying to lift this and sighs.]

Actually... yes. Please. If you can.

[He doesn't know much about Laura, but he's definitely seen her around.]

No worries.

[girlverine]

[Laura didn't believe him, so she didn't move at his denial, just waited for him to change his mind. Which took about as long as she had expected, really.]

[When he did, she just nodded, turning her attention to the weight bar itself. She couldn't lift it on her own, she was fairly certain, and she wasn't entirely sure how much help he was going to be.]

Okay.

[Still, she moved behind him, gripping the bar closer to the middle than he was, and braced herself.]

Lift it now.

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Okay. [He plants his feet and pushes it up, able to lift it decently, and with her help, is able to lift it up to where it rested. He sits up and gasps, feeling like he lost a few braincells with that effort.]

Thank you, [he gasps out, reaching for his water bottle by his foot.]

[girlverine]

[Heave! It was just about as heavy as she had figured, which was still...a lot. She was surprised he hadn't crushed his neck. Once it was set back into the hooks, she took a step backwards. His heart was racing, breathing still labored. But he'd probably be fine...]

It is dangerous to lift weighs without someone else nearby.

B

[forcefullyunstable]

What a coincidence, it's the weird new guy.

"Watch where you're going!"

The demand was immediate, but it was followed by a slightly more curious examination of the scattered brightly-colored boxes.

haha good I was hoping for this c: and sorry about the late eek!

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

"Jesus. Sorry, man."

He doesn't sound very sorry, but still. He'll try to be civil. He sees him eyeing the boxes.

"They're presents."

[forcefullyunstable]

Kylo did look like he was a couple seconds away from snapping, but distraction was a good thing.

"...for what?"

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

"For a birthday."

He holds out his hand to shake Kylo's.

"I'm Arthur."

[forcefullyunstable]

Kylo looked down at the hand, and then back up at Arthur, more than once. Eventually, he accepted the traditonal greeting. "Kylo Ren."

"...Who's birthday?"

A

[mortalcoil]

[why are people always in his cargo bay? Coil is stopping by for his own round of overindulgent training, but someone has apparently already beaten him to it.

he's content with just glowering from the doorway while he decides what he's going to do about this, for a little bit, until something interesting suddenly happens. it's enough to make him decide to stick around after all.

so, while Arthur struggles, he'll have a visitor skulking around the side of his vision, casually getting a closer look at what's going on here.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[This sucks. He's struggling, and then he's just leaving the weight on his chest with a sigh. That's when he notices Coil around. He sighs again.]

Uh... hey.

[NBD, just sitting here with a barbell on his chest.]

[mortalcoil]

[though it's not a usual part of his lexicon of mannerisms, Coil casually tucks his hands into his pockets. just to give a little emphasis to the way he looks over his trapped crewmate with ambivalence.

and he lifts his chin in a little returned greeting. hey.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Um...

[He pushes at the barbell again, straining, and manages to get it up a little before he lets his arms sink back down. Stuck.]

Could you...?

[wow this embarrassing. Don't make him ask the whole question]

[mortalcoil]

[he tilts his head a little, eyebrows perking up.

what's that, friend? you need something? he seems more than ready to listen.]

B

[theboogieman]

[it's really a testament to how comfortable Zhas is on this ship that he can keep running into people on accident and not, like, instinctively karate-chopping them in the throat or something.

though old habits die hard. in the sudden chaos of being bumped into, he snatches one of the falling things out of the air. he doesn't really know what it is until he's holding it (and the rest of the boxes are still absolutely on the floor).

hi, Arthur. Zhas glances at him unhelpfully before looking curiously over the color-paper-wrapped thing in his hand.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Arthur bends down to gather the other boxes, his neck turning red in embarrassment.] They're, uh... gifts. For Coil. Not all of them. One of them.

[Because that totally makes sense.]

[theboogieman]

[normally? he hates this guy's guts by default.

but he hadn't known that Arthur was planning on doing something. he never said anything. he tilts his head and looks down at him, like he's trying to figure something out. like this is a puzzling concept.

but he offers the present back out without any malice or other jerk moves, so that's something.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Arthur accepts the present, pausing once it's back in his arms with the others.] Actually... you could help me. I didn't know what to get Coil so I got him a bunch of things. Would he prefer practical things, mental things like books, or things for show like a statue?

[theboogieman]

[...bing! subtle as it is, his face lights up with recognition. he takes this birthday present business seriously, and he knows he's probably the best authority there is on what Coil does and doesn't like--maybe even better than Coil himself.]

No statues. [he shakes his head. that'd get forgotten in a corner. tossed out an airlock.] Practical's good. Things with... [oh, what's the word.] Things he can use.

A

[child_of_bhaal]

[And suddenly a face and a mass of red curls appears in his vision. The face is concerned.]

Arthur, are you okay?

[The weight looks heavy and she watched it land roughly on his chest.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[OH GOD he flails under the weight, surprised and embarrassed that he's caught by the one person he was trying to impress.] Holy-... Syeira!

[It's hard to tell that his face has heated up any more than it already was from the strain of the weight, but it is.] I... I'm just resting.

[He sighs immediately. He can't lie to her.] Or actually, I'm stuck, [he says, sounding and looking defeated.]

[child_of_bhaal]

How do I-?

[She moves around to the back of the weight station...thingy, and tries to help him lift the weight. It's heavier than she can comfortably lift without help, but not so bad that she can't help him at all.]

Okay...

[She lifts, straining a little. Hey, she's strong but she's not super human...at..the..moment???]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He lifts with her, and together, they manage to put it back on the rack. He sits up, running his hands over his face.] I just wanted to impress you.

[He avoids her eyes, full-out sulking.]