action only; I'm gonna make a change

[wolfehawke]

Who: Adalwolfe Hawke and the crew of the Three Twins or anyone visiting
Broadcast: No
Action: Yes!
When: Now

[They may have made planet-fall and Adalwolfe is excited to see the sights, but there's one thing he's got to accomplish first. You see, these cabins on the Three Twins are decidedly small, and the beds in them are small as well. Of course, he's not going to stay in his own assigned room with Anders right there down the hall, but the situation with the tiny bed and Anders' body being apparently made completely of sharp angles has grown untenable even in this short week. It's quite a problem.

And Hawke is nothing if not a problem solver.

Late this morning, when most everyone is likely to be awake (he hopes), Wolfe can be found dragging his bed from his room to Anders', the metal frame causing resounding and unholy screeching noises as it drags across the equally metallic floor. He'd unbolted the thing with little difficulty, turned it sideways to fit it out the door, but he can't actually carry it without dragging since it's too big and even he winces with each foot he manages to pull it. He could levitate it, but his magic is much more of a blunt instrument and he's worried about banging into walls. Like the bulkhead. And knocking a hole in the ship. So he's not gonna do that.

But he may well be disturbing literally everyone else on board because of that decision, not to mention blocking the corridor for a bit. Whoops?]

Comments

[arfvader]

[Ravi had decided to risk leaving the stove very much on while he made a quick dash to his bunk to grab a forgotten recipe page. He'd actually been convinced that the ship had suffered some sort of extreme structural damage at the loud screeching noises and as such rushes into the corridor looking mildly panicked.


... he only marginally succeeds at pretending that was all an act when he sees what's actually happening.]

Moving day, eh?

[wolfehawke]

That's the idea, anyway.

[Adalwolfe flashes Ravi a winning grin, sheepish around the edges for how he can tell he startled his shipmate. He's making all kind of wonderful first impressions, he's sure.]

I've just seem to have run into a few logistical problems.

[arfvader]

Yeah, so, I hate to add to that list of "logistical problems", but we might have another one on our hands. I've sort of left the stove on in the kitchen - since I was expecting to be able to get back in a jiffy - which means I kiiiind of need to be able to squeeze past.

[To his credit, Ravi looks just as sheepish about the great impression he's probably making right now.]

[wolfehawke]

Oh, of course.

[He drops the end of the bed he's holding and motions for Ravi to jump over or edge around or however he'd like to handle it.]

Sorry, I really didn't think it would cause this much of a problem.

[Or he just really didn't think. Period.]

[arfvader]

I can come and try to give you a hand in a second! I just have to make sure that I - you know - don't accidentally, inadvertently blow us all up in space.

[wolfehawke]

I'd appreciate that. I don't exactly relish the thought of a fire eating up all the air on the ship though, so if you'd like just climb on over. I can't really maneuver it so it doesn't... block the hall...

[Sorry.]

[arfvader]

Okay, hang on...

[And with that Ravi pulls off his shoes, chucks them over the bed the other side, scrambles across the bed, and then proceeds to put his shoes back on. Like a true gentleman.]

I'll be back before you can finish saying "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"!

[Gonna scramble down that hallway to make sure the ship doesn't explode!]

[wolfehawke]

Super.... what?

[What is even that word? Some folks are weird.

With a shrug, Adalwolfe continues scraping his way towards the room he's currently sharing with Anders, though he runs into another problem when he gets close, even if he's cleared the hall enough for one person to squeeze by.

The bed won't fit.

Realistically he should have figured that out since the rooms are only big enough for the one bed and a small amount of walking space, but it just didn't occur to him until this moment.]

Shit.

[With a sigh, he leaves it where it is for now, intending to move it again when he has a better idea, and then heads down into the kitchen to ask if maybe Ravi has an idea.]

It doesn't fit.

[He announces with his arrival, plunking himself down at the table.]

[arfvader]

[Ravi is currently beating a smoking pan with a damp towel to try and smother the tiny flame he had come back to.]

A little busy at the moment!

[So much for dinner tonight! Once everything's under control - a.k.a. the risk of fire has been extinguished completely - he turns to Adalwolfe.]

I was wondering how you were planning to fit the bed thru the entry way.

[wolfehawke]

[Wolfe helped a little bit, flicking his fingers over towards the stove. Ice had formed on the pan, though it's still probably the damp towel that smothered the flame entirely.]

I didn't really get that far, just more thinking how I'd like to get a good night's sleep without an elbow in my face.

[arfvader]

[Experimenting with how he could possibly manage that kind of contortion.]

You sleep with your elbow in your own face?