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[The first clue Vash had was waking up and finding out he had been made Captain. That seemed odd. He hadn't been captain for more than a couple days before Ino put in the request when this cycle first began. It was confirmed when he checked Ino's room and she was not just in deep sleep but gone completely.

He finds the letter left for him and smiles. He really isn't sure what happens when people leave. Most seem to think they go home. He likes that idea and hopes it's true. Alright, his first responsibility as captain. Let people know.

Being captain sucks.

He'll find the crew of the Three Twins personally and speak to them one on one if they haven't already found out themselves. Then he should next tell... oh man. This was not going to be easy.]

Private to Hiro

Hiro. Are you there? It's Vash. I need to speak to you.

[Because he at least deserves to be told in person one on one. In fact everyone who who had a gift left behind will get a private message from Vash.]

Private to those getting gifts

Hello, this is Vash of the SS Three Twins. I need to speak with you please. [If Vash knows you it will likely be a little less formal.]

Open to all

[Vash wishes he knew all of Ino's friends. So he could let them all know one on one. With no one else he could think of and the ones with gifts having been notified Vash let's everyone else know.]

Hello Fleet. I'm sorry to say that Ino has been returned home. [It's nicer to say than vanished. True or not.] So I have been made captain of the SS Three Twins. She was a great Captain and I know she will be missed. I'm sorry everyone.

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[Allen had gone and picked up his package, along with Crowley's, and left with very little fanfare. It wasn't that he didn't like Vash, he actually did. But Allen was a private person, and Ino leaving was...an extremely personal thing to him.

So it takes awhile for him to respond, after he has a chance to tell Crowley of the news and wrap his mind around it all]

...Thank you for telling everyone.

[Vash will let Allen tell Crowley when he comes by to pick up the items. Probably best coming from another friend at all. It doesn't bother Vash in the slightest that Allen doesn't talk much when he stops by. He understands everyone processes things differently after all.]

It's the least I can do.

[It's shuffle day! And Ravi finds himself in the bridge of the Three Twins, covered in confetti with the obligatory pudding cups, along with a note that informs him of his cooking augment. He'd been hoping for something a bit, well, cooler. He'd already imagined being a pilot, so he looks a little crestfallen.]

So much for my short-lived delusions of grandeur, I suppose.

[If one of the first people Vash met here just left he certainly won't show it as he smiles at Ravi. Vash still really wants Ravi to feel welcomed.

So he laughs at Ravi's disappointment.]

I don't know. Try to eat just those gels for about three weeks and I think you'll see how important cooks are.

[He grins a little at that, although the idea of eating gels is one of the less exciting things about this apparent space trip he's on.]

Oh, I wouldn't get your hopes up. I wasn't exactly known for my culinary skills at any point in my life. You might have been better off with the gels.

And I've never flown a space ship before. Don't worry this place will help you fill in the blanks.

Even just being here the ships will update and give us some better cooking supplies either way.

Oh no... I'm so sorry, Vash...

Will you alright, being captain?

I don't really see it being a problem. The crew all get along great. Well, we have the new guy, but he seems pretty alright so far. I think I can handle it.

[It's just a title to Vash. He doesn't really care one way or another at this point.]

It's alright, Pinkie. From what she told me, sounds like she has a good life to go back to.

So as long as I have this "cooking augment", we'll all get better food?

Or at least, an easier time being able to make better food. And as long as there are enough stations to stop at now and then to pick up fresh supplies. That really hasn't been an issue before.

[For now.]

[Jon isn't exactly the most social person, most days, and wrangling two direwolf puppies on top of keeping the ship running takes up most of his time, so he's not there to meet and greet their new cook. Not at first, anyway.

But he's hungry, so if Ravi ever happens on the kitchen, there he'll find Jon Snow munching somewhat morosely on what looks kind of like a stick of tofu. At his feet are two direwolf pups, one grey and one white, both happily asleep, for once.

Jon glances up, blinks.]

You're new. [Obviously.]

[This is a long-suffering sigh. One that is mostly made in mock despair, but a long-suffering sigh, nonetheless.]

I suppose sacrifices must be made for the greater good. I'll take one for the team, at least until another cook comes along, or we decide that my cooking skills are actually that abysmal, whichever comes first.

[Self-pity party over, he grins and holds out a hand towards Vash.]

I'm Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti, by the way, but you can just call me Ravi.

[Nod nod.] That's... good then. And hey, maybe she'll come back someday? I know Belthazar and Hiro were gone for a while.

["You're Jon Snow" is on the tip of Ravi's tongue when he realizes who it is he thinks is sitting in the kitchen - his kitchen, technically. "Ned Stark's bastard" and "You know nothing" are close on it's heels, and he almost has to literally bite down on his tongue to keep from spitting these completely inappropriate-to-the-situation phrases out. Instead he manages to croak out--]

Give the man a prize.

[It comes out sounding more strained than he'd intended.]

[He wonders what's got this man sounding so strained, before deciding--shock. That must be it. It's been a long time since his own arrival, but Jon can still remember the sharp edges of shock and uncertainty, dulled as they've become by time.]

You'll get used to it in time. [He waves a hand to indicate the kitchen, the corridors, the ship in general. He's picked up on the strained tone and, gone straight to the wrong conclusion.] The fleet, I mean. And to--whatever augment they gave you.

[Vash had told all of their...now two-no three person crew that he was Captain, but Anders swung by where his friend was hanging out to touch base with him again. He hadn't known their previous captain very well, but it was clear Vash had liked her.]

Hey.

I'm sorry for your friend. But I'm sure you'll also make a good captain.

[There's all of three of them left on the ship with the old Captain gone and others having left. Well, three until Vash mentioned there was a new arrival. But four was still only a handful and as the ship's doctor, he had an obligation to check on their new crew member to make sure he was okay.

Anders finds him after very little time searching and he offers a gentle smile and a hand to shake.]

Hello, there. You must be Ravi. I'm Anders, the Three Twins Healer.

[He clears his throat a little, trying to make more of an effort to sound like a Proper Human Being who is absolutely Not Freaking Out Internally about Jon Snow basically just existing in front of him.]

Ah, well, apparently my hard-earned degree in medicine means nothing to them, since they made me a cook, of all things.

[Instead of sounding strained, he now sounds a touch too overenthusiastic. He steels himself, you can do this, Ravi. Just. Be. Cool.]

I'm Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti, but you can just call me Ravi. And you are...?

[Wait for it, wait for iiiiittt--!!]

[Ravi - in the midst of "experimenting" with the food stuffs available to him in the kitchen - wipes off one hand on a nearby towel and takes Anders' hand with a grin.]

Hey, nice to meet you! Any chance you want to trade jobs? I've got a degree in medicine and everything, and I swear it wasn't from one of those online college scams!

[His tone is light though, since he's not really expecting Anders to switch with him.]

[It draws a chuckle from Anders at least, but he shakes his head.]

Not a chance. No offense, but I'll take that to mean you use knives and 'blood transfusions' and those archaic practices. I'll feel better knowing those under my care don't have to suffer that.

[No offense, but that definitely sounded offensive. He tries to fix it a little.]

However, I'd more than appreciate your help whenever calamity inevitably strikes this fleet, I still have my limits. We had a dragon attack, recently, for example.

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Hey, if you ever get it changed don't worry about it too much. We've survived this long without a cook so far. I'm just saying don't doubt how useful a cook can be.

[Vash reaches out and takes Ravi's hand in a firm, confident grip for the shake. Not so tight to be painful at all, just firm.]

I'm Vash. Technically I'm the captain of the ship and pilot, but it's mostly just a title. I don't really do much except fly this thing when I have to and get the slightly bigger room. So please try your best to get along with the rest of the crew so I can keep being lazy.

[His sound advice after being Captain for a few hours.]

[Two names that Vash just had to have one on ones with. That brings a bit of a sting to his heart, but his face doesn't show it.]

That's true. They are both actually very close with Ino too. Hopefully remembering that will help them.

[Ravi's about to retort that he would totally be practicing gold-standard medicine if he had any inclination to actually be in practice, but he stops short when he gets a better look at Anders. He gets a niggling feeling and remembers the many cozy hours he spent with his Xbox 360 and a certain game in the spring of 2010...]

... you said your name was Anders?

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