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Who: Kuroba Kaito and YOU!
Broadcast: Video - Fleetwide
Action: The S.S. Blameless
When: Today! (Oct. 21)

[VIDEO]

Oooooi! Anyone out there?

[the video feed flickers on to show a scruffy looking teenager casually strolling down the scorched hallway of the S.S. Blameless. he's covered in confetti, bits of colorful paper nestled in his hair and flaking off his shoulders, and he looks pretty unfazed, all things considered! in fact, he's got his communicator in one hand and an open, half-empty pudding cup in the other. someone has decided to help himself to the celebratory treats, because why the fuck would he not?]

Nice ship ya got here, yeah? Reminds me of something straight out of a cheesy sci-fi flick, heh. Could use a li'l bit of work. . . [he tilts the communicator so the video feed pans to the black marks on the walls] I'm not sure I wanna meet whatever or whomever did that, but hey! At least your lives seem-- uh. Interesting.

[the feed pans back to Kaito, whose demeanor is still totally casual and not at all concerned about his potential safety in the future]

Anyway, I haven't got a clue who I'm talking to here, but who doesn't like to meet new strangers in space who may or may not be human? [his grin widens, cheeky and a bit sly, but he really does enjoy meeting new people] Whoever happens to get this, give me a shout, all right? Name's Kaito-- Kuroba Kaito, but just Kaito's fine.

[he's not really one for formalities, after all. after a brief pause, the teen raises both eyebrows, and his words suddenly thicken with forced niceties. starkly different than his genuinely cheery introduction earlier]

And if any of you watching this just so happen to know a redheaded woman who goes by the name "Iota," please let her know that Kuroba Kaito would like to have a little. . . uh. Chat with her.

[another pause, and for a moment it looks like he's about to cut off the feed, when something suddenly hits him]

By the way--

[the feed pans lower to show a ton of pudding cups tucked underneath Kaito's arm. a ton of pudding cups. possibly all of the pudding cups that came with his new arrival, tbh]

I'm keeping the pudding. Finder's keepers!

[and the feed ends]

[ACTION]

[anyone on the S.S. Blameless can find Kaito wandering about the above mentioned hallway! he sure is scrutinizing those burn marks, brows furrowed, expression curious. wtf even happened here. . .]

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[ They are both saps. ]

[ Huge saps. ]

[ Somebody should probably throw them both out into the vacuum of space before they spread their gross sappy bs all over the fleet. ]

Aha. [ Ha. ] Remember that time I turned into a little kid because of – you know? [ Iota, she means Iota. ] That's one of the malfunctions that they can cause.

[plz, as though they are the only saps on the fleet. NIGHTINGALE AND OPAL ARE HERE, REMEMBER]

[Kaito snorts and runs his thumb across her knuckles as he drops their hands to his side]

Why'm I not surprised? Keh! You'd think there'd be some variance from universe to universe, but it seems like Atroma and the Echoes and Salt 'n Pepper all took notes from the same playbook.

There's no such thing as originality anymore.

[MORE SARCASM]

[ Do they need to get into a sappiness contest with the other couples aboard the Fleet, is that a thing that is necessary here. (All sources point to yes.) ]

It was the same for that other place, too, right? The Library. A few people came from there. [ Aoko wrinkles her nose, huffing out a sharp, discontented breath. ]

Not that we'd want any of these jerks to be original.

You've got a point there.

[he says with a scoff, and she'll feel a slight bit of pressure on her hand as he gives it a squeeze]

But I s'pose we'll do the same thing we've done all the way up until now, yeah?

Take things as they come.

[ It's a familiar, comforting gesture she's more than happy—and grateful—to return. Despite the tone of their conversation, this is the safest and most relaxed she's felt since she'd first arrived in the Fleet. ]

That's the only thing for it, I think. [ She sketches a small smile up at him. ]

And, you know ... we could probably find a ship to stay on together if we wanted to.

[arches his eyebrows at her, but he looks pretty intrigued by her proposition]

Can we? [he's so used to assigned teams being a permanent deal]

I know my ship's in pretty desperate need of a pilot, but. . .

[he trails off thoughtfully]

Edited 2016-10-29 22:39 (UTC)

Mmm! We can. I like my ship a lot so far, but …

[ Her smile widens, and she gently swings their joined hands. ]

It's not something we'd have to jump into, anyway. It's just nice to have the option.

[ If anybody can understand that, it's him. They've been forced onto different teams twice now, and she's really, really starting to get sick of being held apart from him. ]

Edited 2016-10-29 23:22 (UTC)

. . .

[ah. . . this is what agency feels like. he had almost forgotten]

[the last thing she'll see is the flash of a wide, toothy grin before he leans in to press his mouth against hers]

[ Mnfff. ]

[ She laughs into it, muffled against his lips, and kisses him back happily. She's missed this, missed him, she can't stop thinking about it, but it's okay now that he's back by her side. ]

[ She pulls back before too long, just far enough that she can press her forehead against his. ]

We can make the most of this.

[his eyes are closed when she pulls away, and he removes one hand from hers so he can slide his arm around her waist. when he speaks, he mumbles, words content]

I think we're pretty damn good at adapting at this point, yeah?

It's hard not to be.

[ Three counts of interdimensional kidnapping practically makes them professionals at it. ]

[ Smiling warmly, she curls her arms around him, both hands coming to settle against the small of his back. ]

I kinda wish we were getting paid for it at this point, honestly.

[leans in to kiss her again--]

[-- and promptly freezes, mouth hovering inches from hers]

[ wait ]

[ what!! ]

... Kaito? Is there something on my face?

[whispers ~DRAMATICALLY~]

. . . they're watching. . .

[so that's not creepy at all]

[ and suddenly ]

[ very suddenly ]

[ aoko's standing ten paces back, looking vaguely like she was just electrocuted and bitten on the backside by a large, gummy-teethed velociraptor at the same time. ]

Oh my god!

[kdjsjhahkkdhd nooooo]

[makes grabby hands at her, although he notably doesn't take a single step forward]

I didn't mean that in a, "they're watching so you need to jump back" kinda way!

The atroma just watched us kiss, Kaito!

[ That's like. That's gross. That's really gross and all of those happy, mushy feelings are soaring right back out of the window. ]

[oh my god]

[he shouldn't have said anything. REGRET]

I know! And it's creepy! But that doesn't mean we've gotta be shy!

They watched! Us kiss!

[ like horrible gross voyeuristic perverts ]

How am I supposed to be anything other than 'shy' about it?!

'Cause if we let them dictate what we do or don't do, then our stay on this fully funded space vacation is gonna suck.

[AND HE WILL NEVER GET TO KISS HER AGAIN]

[AND IT WILL BE DEPRESSING]

[he just had a good moment when he realized he had actual agency here, okok, don't let Atroma ruin it!1]

W-Well …!

[ He has a point, there. But still. ]

You're the one who stopped in the first place!

I--

[. . . and she has him there. he scoffs, and then finally takes a few strides forward to close the distance between them. his fingers brush against her palm as he takes her hand again]

It just takes some getting used to, s'all.

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