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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/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.]

Edited 2015-02-20 07:04 (UTC)

[ 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.

[Shirley's reading a book when Chris comes in, and once he catches her attention she stands up. It's not really unusual to see Chris here, especially as of late, but they are something like coworkers and that warrants some extra courtesy.]

Chris! How are you doing today?

[ Chris offers a half-smile, looking a bit awkward to be caught. Not that he's doing anything wrong, he just has this aversion to people seeing him working. It's weird. ]

Same as usual. Have you been... shopping lately?

Shopping? Yes, I have. Has there been a problem?

[Shirley's not sure what to make of the question, although she hopes it doesn't mean her lack of experience with budget-handling is showing.]

Huh? Oh, no. [ He's a bit distracted now that he's noticed some of the new books, picking one up to inspect the spine before he turns it over to check the front. He shrugs before he looks back to Shirley. ] I just noticed the decoration, too.

You've been busy.

There's a lot to do here. It's a nice change from from last month.

[She sounds pretty happy about that. You can only go to the spa so many times, and the shopping opportunities in January were limited if you didn't want Froot Loops everything.]

Tell me about it.

[ He definitely agrees with that, even if most of his time has been spent reading, stocking up on ingredients or otherwise learning how to smuggle with Varric. Oops. ]

I'm almost going to miss it once we're out of range again.

We're going somewhere new, once that happens. I wonder what it'll be like.

[Shirley looks thoughtful as she considers where they've been so far. A giant forest and a triangle of moons...]

Something cozier would be nice. It would almost be like at home.

Are we? I mean, it's pretty weird that everything is just out of range of each other if you think about it.

[ He's not going to be surprised if they end up in an empty stretch of space for a while. ]

Depends on your definition of cozy. Or... what other people think of as home, I guess.

It would remind me of home, anyway, or at least as close as I can get without being there.

[She gives a wistful sigh there.]

But while we are here, I want to make the best of things.

[ Chris considers that, gives a bit of a shrug. ]

Yeah, I guess I can see that. Feels almost like giving up to me, but... [ That isn't a judgment against you, Shirley. He's just bad at people. ]

I don't think it's the same as giving up, but I understand. I don't want to be here forever.

[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.]

[Coming back to all the tidiness is certainly a surprise - not one of a bad sort, but unexpected all the same. Shirley finds herself wandering through the ship checking out all the shine and order and wondering who's been behind it before she happens upon Komaeda in the bathroom, working at something else.]

Have you been cleaning the entire ship?

[He looks up when she comes in, smiling cheerily like he does when he sees any of his fellow crew members. It's an automatic enough reaction that it's probably hard to tell if it's genuine pleasure or something else.]

I have! I'm just- infused with all this energy! [Komaeda stands up, wiping his forehead with the back of his right hand. His left is carefully tied up and concealed in bandages, no sling today, so that at least he can use it as a brace.] To be honest, it was sort of becoming a problem, so I came back and just started this! Sorry if it's disruptive, I promise I'll try my best to make it quick.

Oh, no, it's...

[It's something, although disruptive isn't really the word. Anyway, it's just cleaning.]

There's no need. Do you want some help?

Oh, no, Shirley, I couldn't ask something like that of you! Please simply relax and ignore me. [He wants to mention the absurd energy swings he's been having, but he feels like he burdened her with enough medical questions the first time they met. It's just him, anyway, so it doesn't really matter, does it?]

I did notice that you brought some things back from the other places, though. They're really nice! I especially like that pillow you have on your bunk.

[.... He turns pink.] Not that I was poking around in your things! I just- I saw it when I was mopping the floors, so I- you know! [Mopping the floors of the entire ship, twice. He really needs to get this energy thing under control.] Whew.

Edited 2015-02-23 00:43 (UTC)

I believe you. You would have seen it the next time you went to bed, anyway.

[The joys of sharing a room. Mopping as well as scrubbing, though?]

How long have you been cleaning today?

[He settles down again with another smile, looking sort of sheepish.] I guess that's true. I just don't want you to get the wrong idea, since you're the only girl on the ship. Plus, I've never lived in such close quarters with a girl myself, so...

Oh? Uh, maybe... [Komaeda looks around to see what time it is.] Probably just since I got up. It doesn't hurt to make sure everything is in order for people, right? Did you just get back now?

Yes, but it's not early at all. You've been working all this time?

Cleanliness is next to godliness, right!? [Komaeda, momentarily, looks electrified.]

Anyway, why not? It can't hurt to give everything a good scrub or five, right?

Maybe, but you musn't overexert yourself. Even if you feel energetic right now, your body may feel the result of all your work later.

I mean, you definitely aren't wrong.... [He tips his head from side to side, then ventures a faint:] I guess later may come sooner than expected.

Uh, sorry, I'm just sort of... [This is exactly why he came back to the ship. Komaeda carefully puts down the scrubber brush, fastidiously tips over his bucket of soapy water, and huffs softly.]

I've just been feeling a little off, I think. Maybe I caught something on the moons. [Avoiding her gaze, he starts to unpin his bangs. They still stick up even after the pins are removed, so he tries in vain to pat them down.]

[Oh dear. Shirley steps closer, preparing to take action in whatever way might be needed.]

Should we go to the lab? I can find out more information there.

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