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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: Everywhere!
When: Until the end of the month!

[hey droot flooters! how are those new augment glitches going? how's your crew? what fresh trouble have you been getting into? how are those jobs paying off? whether you're in your ship, on one of the moons, stuck on Marsiva, or hiding out on one of the waystations in-between, your audience wants to know what you're up to!

note: there are an unusual number of shoes on sale in the shops today. the ones on Abeo are pretty ugly.]

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Accendo | also Three Twins

[catamite]

→ moon
[there isn't much of an obvious difference when the mood boost finally wears off, beyond the fact that he's even more determined to spend every waking minute on the planet and not on the ship. he's always out, always moving, flitting from one bar and den to the next, either spending all of his money or mooching like his life depends on it.

it keeps his mind off of things. ...and the fact that he's currently got a helpful cloud of pheromones around him is helping him attract the attention that he's desperate for right now.

time to party until they kick us off this rock!]


→ ship
[and, when he is on the ship, it's usually after someone has dragged his sorry ass back home. and so, he spends most of his time sleeping, or half-asleep and shuffling his way through the ship, or apathetically stuffing food into his face when he remembers to.

at least until he gets the energy to shower and dress and fly out the door again, anyway.]

Huntress, Wonderduck, and Abeo

[devilsinthedetails]

Huntress

[Guess who has been hanging out on the Huntress? That's right, this demon dad right here. He's been over here hiding from his captain and instead hanging out with your captain! So he's been wandering around the ship and doing little odds and ends because he actually knows the importance of being a good houseshipguest. Thankfully, he's been sticking to human form, so no crazy demonface for you, Huntress kids and Varric.]


Wonderduck

[Cole is totally not hiding from his captain idk what you're talking about. He's the mighty Belthazor, the former Source of All Evil, the greatest demon who has ever lived. He is not afraid of his fairy captain. He is totally not hanging out in the cockpit at his communications station which he has turned into some weird blanket/pillow fort/nest thing that he has taken to living in, no sir. He is so hanging out around the ship where he can be found.]


Abeo

[You know what we need? MORE MEAT. Which is why Cole is buying lots of meat. So when they leave these moons, the Wonderduck will be stocked up on meat for a while. So find him anywhere, at a restaurant eating or over at butcher shops haggling prices for meat in bulk or surprisingly not getting arrested! Because he knows how to keep his vanity under control, thank you very much.]

Huntress

[misconceived]

[ Much as Chris is learning a lot from smuggling via Varric's tutelage and much as he loves the libraries and other pursuits down on Adsum, sometimes it's just easier to be on the ship where things are... familiar, if not more comfortable. It's a surprise when he sees Cole just milling around for no apparent reason as far as he can tell, and Chris stops him from his ambling with a hand to his bicep. ]

Hey, Dad. What's up?

[devilsinthedetails]

[He looks glad to see Chris and pulls him into a tight hug, laughing brightly.]

Kit, it's good to see you. I thought I'd come over and visit you for a little while since we haven't really seen much of each other lately outside of you shimmering over to sleep and that whole wing incident.

Huntress

[hopefullyyours]

[If he opens the right cabinet, he'll probably find Komaeda snoozing in there, curled up with some brooms and a mop. He may or may not have a foot in the empty mop bucket.

He was cleaning, okay? And he got tired. And closed the door behind him. And snuggled up with a broom.]

huntress;

[merchantprince]

[Varric does a doubletake on his way back to his office. He stops, looks at Cole.]

I don't think you'll find your son in a cupboard.

Huntress!

[hearsthesea]

Oh, no. You don't have to do that!

[Shirley's not really worried when she finds Cole reorganizing the kitchenware, but she does feel a little bad about it. She hurries over, not quite stopping him but hoping to make it clear that he can stop.]

Accendo, Adsum, Huntress

[hearsthesea]

Accendo/Adsum
[Shirley's been diligently working for a couple weeks now, and she's earned enough money that she can afford a few luxuries. She's spending a little more time lately browsing markets, checking out anything that might make the Huntress feel a little more comfortable. Cute artwork, maybe? A few pillows? Something new for the kitchens would be useful.

Now and then she'll be trying on new outfits - nice skirts, cute blouses, and...how is that pair of boots? She's trying to refrain from buying too much, but there are some nice items around here...]

Huntress
[Shirley's starting to get comfortable with the lab, so she's putting a little more attention towards sprucing up the ship's interior. If they're going to be on the Huntress for a while then they might as well make it a proper home, after all.

She buys things with an eye towards what she guesses are her shipmates' tastes as well as her own. There might be a cozy-looking pillow here, an elegant figurine there...but of course, her judgment is hardly infallible.]

Huntress

[misconceived]

[ Chris's tastes really run pretty contrary to the image he gives off, but he's got to give Shirley points for trying. He notices, of course, when the ship starts to gain some personality and he can't say it's a bad idea, either. He just hates the permanence of it when he's so, so close to saving his cousin and fixing the future back home. He's impatient, that's all.

When he catches Shirley, it's in the lab. They're both theoretically stationed there and ever since Cole's run in with a poisonous angel wing, Chris has been more diligent in figuring this medicine stuff out. ]

Oh. Uh, hey Shirley.

Huntress

[hopefullyyours]

[By the time Shirley comes back to the ship, Komaeda will have returned from his journeys as well. He's picked up a few odds and ends, nothing particularly large, or even noticeable. He doesn't want to intrude, after all.

The reason he's come back is also the same reason she'll find, when she first steps inside the ship, that everything looks a little.... um, cleaner. Not that it was particularly dirty before, no, but everything just seems extra-clean and hyper-tidy.

If she opens any cabinets, she's also going to find that everything has been tidied there as well. Komaeda himself is diligently scrubbing the showers, whistling to himself with his hair tied up under a handkerchief and his bangs bobby-pinned up. He looks like a Japanese housewife right now.]

First Breath

[selfperpetuate]

[The newest member of the crew hasn't really been around the ship all that much, instead hanging out on the moons and when actually on the ship, staying holed up in Jordan's room and actively avoiding people. But finally, eventually, Alex makes his way out to other parts of the ship, poking around and just seeing all there is to the ship, but still avoiding people for some odd reason.

And then Jordan's hungry and doesn't want to go get food, so it's Alex's job to brave the kitchen and try to figure out what to give his now husband to eat. He's currently poking a protein cube, sniffing it and actually looking kind of offended by it and for once isn't actually focused on the surroundings, so he doesn't actually scamper away.]

((please hit up my permissions post so I know if Alex can sense their emotions or not.))

[treasureling]

[ It's not long before Malak steps into the kitchen, ready to make something for dinner. His sleeves are rolled up, and he stops on sight of Alex, in surprise. He hasn't seen him before, but it's pretty clear who he must be. ]

Oh, hello.

Accendo

[onlyanapple]

[Now he's free from pheromones, Crowley has taken to wandering around this fine moon, finally enjoying all the alcohol and indulgence. He's certainly not taking any jobs while he's here; why would he, when he doesn't even do his Fleet-regulated job, but he can be seem wandering around, enjoying getting drunk and the like. ]

Drinking buddy?

[cabbagedetective]

[Adachi has been milling around various vendor stalls and shops, half-heartedly looking for books that he could give to Krista for her library. When he spies Crowley, he'll smile and approach. He did owe the man a drink, and it's not like Adachi needed much of an excuse beyond that to start drinking.]

Hey, Crowley-san! I was hoping I'd eventually bump into you around here. I believe I owe you a drink?

[aberrant_type]

[She's at the shipyard as promised. Standing outside her own ship, leaned against it and casually scanning passerby. She's looking for Crowley and will push off to approach him when she spots him.]

Just the man I was looking for. Did you plan for us? [Or will she take the lead?]

adsum

[noctiphile]

a. insert famous song lyrics about booknerds

[Mattias lives in the libraries, only leaving when they kick him out. Food, water, bathing is forgotten in the promise of learning new information. He's a bookworm, through and through and it feels good to go back to his roots, poring through books and flitting from shelf-to-shelf. Settling at one of the tables, he builds himself a mountain, devouring every page of every book and, often, collapsing on them. Even he can't put off sleep.]

b. i'ma take your grandpa's style

[Surprisingly, there are other things in the world more important than books. And though reluctant, he does leave the libraries occasionally to patrol the rest of the moon. More often than not he ends in the shopping district, staring longingly at the clothing in the window and only wishing he had the funds to afford them.]

no for real ask your grandpa

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[let's be real, Mattias is the most interesting thing that Robin has met in months. when you're like a billion years old, good conversation is one of the most valuable things in the world.

Mattias is also very easy to find. he just has to follow his frequent texts and ask a couple of librarians if they've seen a book-obsessed vagrant running around... he eventually spots who he thinks is him, staring at some clothes up in a store window, and walks right up to tap him on the shoulder.

heeey buddy.]

option a, baby

[heresyandlace]

[though Tek isn't quite as committed to the libraries as Mattias is (there is plenty of showering and sleeping and shopping to do, after all), he does frequent them quite a bit. he's intelligent and old and gets bored easily, so of course he's a formidable reader in his spare time.

so, he's spending some time wandering the bookshelves today... and strolls on over when he recognizes a familiar face napping on an open tome.]

...You're drooling.

B!

[lord_wizard]

[Felix is in similar straits, as it turns out. He absolutely refuses to be seen out in public in the fleet-issued clothes, and his outfit has already been hand-laundered once or twice. Just thinking about the closets full of outfits left behind in Paradisa makes him want to sob. So of course he's torturing himself the same way Mattias when he comes across his new crewmate.]

It's monstrously unfair, isn't it?

butterfly in the sky--I mean a

[devilsinthedetails]

[The only reason Cole was wandering around the library was to look for his wayward son because Cole was far from being the type to sit and read when he could be out doing things like murdering demons and saving innocents or whatever proactive heroic good guys do. He's still not sure of that yet.

So when he sees Mattias sleeping on a book, he stops and thinks only for a moment that he should wake the guy up politely before continuing on his merry way. And then decides screw it, it's more fun to mess with people than to be nice, so he quietly sneaks up behind him and--]

It's a trap! IT WANTS TO EAT YOU!

[...good job, Cole. This is truly how you help people out when they're sleeping.]

[lord_wizard]

waystation

[Felix's fledgling exploration outside of the Starstruck takes the form of wandering the waystation as he works up the nerve to take a shuttle to any of the moons. It's an opportunity to digest a bit of information about the place, both written and unwritten. He can be seen browsing the shops here and poking at the vending machines with naked interest]

Adsum/Accendo

[Since he has no funds to speak of, Felix opts to mostly wander, though he skips the first moon after learning his presence might be somewhat unwanted. He walks through parks and through shopping districts, uses what meager funds he has to buy cheap fare, and sits in bars and cafés listening to music rather than drinking. Although he'd absolutely love to.

Of course, having no sense of direction, he also gets completely and very obviously lost every time he ventures moon-side. Thankfully, he's usually able to find a helpful native to direct him the right way. Usually.]

Waystation

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley had of course, headed to the Waystatations once Atroma's little message went out. Of course, he wouldn't say he'd done it to specifically fine Felix, no, he's got too much pride for that. But that is the reason, all the same.

Once he eventually spots him, Crowley saunters over with a half-grin and a lazy wave. He's missed Felix, really. ]

You found your way to one of these and everything, I'm impressed.

[parkinglotangel]

All moons + waystations!

[It's nearly the end of the month, Bloodsport. Do you know where your angel is?

Not long after the glitches kicked into gear, Michael felt the urge to move and found himself a job as a guard for one of the many blackmarket transports. And more or less that means he's gone, except for occasional sightings on the various moons while the ships re-fuel and pick up new cargo. During these times he seems much like he had before, but he's going overboard, skirting just on the edge of getting in trouble as if spoiling for a fight. Because, well, he is. And if he's not doing that, he's probably inebriated to the level of dancing on tables and pretty much any else that comes to mind.

All these drinks don't pay for themselves, you know.]

Action (Accendo) or Broadcast (Bloodsport)

[A couple of days before the fleet is due to leave the system, the transport shuttle Michael was guarding is robbed by a rival smuggler while they're in port. Which would be a perfect strategy on a pacifist moon, except that the archangel is currently crazy enough not to care.

Fighting erupts on the streets not far from the shuttle port where Michael, trenchcoat thrown aside so that his wings are free to move, engages with a small group of men. It might appear to be an unfair ratio, but Michael handles them with deceptive ease to the point that he's practically toying with them more than anything. Even as he's knocked back he leaps to his feet and tosses nearby trashcans at his opponents, all the while laughing like the madman he is.

During the struggle, his communicator falls out of his pocket and treats his crew to a street-level view of this mayhem, which is mostly shuffling feet, random impacts of flesh, and his disconnected laughter.

Right up until the police show up.]

Accendo | closed, before the gala

[howcanihelp]

[ Perhaps she should've had them take the same shuttle. That should've been doable, yes? Stephanie waits for Anders to arrive at their designated meeting place (suggested by a crewmate) with no little amount of nervousness and impatience.

She never did ask for great amounts of details from Fenris, but she doesn't want them. She still needs to discuss that turn of events with Anders, and she knows it's not going to be particularly fun. ]

[ muttering ] Andraste's ass, where is that man?

[unconfines]

[Late, is where he is. Probably at least in part because of difficulty figuring out the logistics of getting there, but mostly due to his own dilly-dallying. It isn't promising to be a pleasant conversation, and for someone who prefers to have only pleasant conversations, he's been doing a miserable job of it so far.

He can't put it off forever, though. He doesn't actually think he has anything to be afraid of from her. He just doesn't want to admit that maybe he thinks there is something to be afraid of from what Fenris and Varric have to say.]

Did someone mention Andraste's ass? [He tsks from behind her.] And they call me inappropriate.