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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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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.]

[hearsthesea]

[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?

[hopefullyyours]

[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.

[hearsthesea]

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?

[hopefullyyours]

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.

[hearsthesea]

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?

[hopefullyyours]

[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?

[hearsthesea]

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

[hopefullyyours]

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?

[hearsthesea]

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.

[hopefullyyours]

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.]

[hearsthesea]

[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.

[hopefullyyours]

[Uhhhhh well that poses a quandary. On one hand, if she looks too closely with the right equipment, she might figure out that he wasn't asking about a 'friend.' On the other hand, if this is because of... that, wouldn't it be better to know that it's getting worse again? Is knowing better than not?]

Um. No. I think I just need to... lie down. Somewhere. Thank you, though. I really appreciate your concern. [His luck has mandated that he walk through life blind to his immediate future; he doesn't see any point in changing that up now. He's not frightened of knowing, he just... he's just more used to this, that's all.]

[hearsthesea]

Are you sure? I've heard of disease spreading among the ships before.

[This is a little different from what Krista described, but everything starts somewhere.]

[hopefullyyours]

Ah.... I'm sure that's not the case, right? I mean... I must have just... overexerted myself...

[Komaeda blinks once, sleepily.] Besides, I should isolate myself in that case, right?

[hearsthesea]

If it was, we would need to focus on finding out what was affecting you and treat it accordingly. The lab would be better for that. But...

[She frowns a little bit. It could very well be simple overexertion, but he's got her worried now.]