driftfleet | news flash: pants are never required.

Who: marian hawke & you!
Broadcast: fleetwide video.
Action: ss tourist.
When: time is irrelevant!! the 21st?? idk timelines.

Hello all of you wonderful people, spirits, and creatures of otherworldly origins.

[ Something has put Marian Hawke into an incredibly good mood, why she is practically beaming when she turns on the feed. It almost looks like she just gotten out of bed, deciding the next best course of action is to raid the fridge of what could possibly be her own ship. Which, incidentally, it is not.

For those aboard the Tourist when you enter the kitchen you'll be greeted by Hawke sitting upon one of benches, dressed in nothing more than a somewhat ill fitting tunic ( Fenris isn't that much larger than her, damn scrawny elf ) and her small clothes. That's right, she has forgone pants entirely. Thankfully, or rather unfortunately, the video only shows her upper body, messy dark hair, and Cheshire cat grin. ]

For those who don't know me, my name is Hawke. Marian Hawke, to be precise, but please call me Hawke. It's absolutely lovely to meet you, if I haven't already.

[ She gives a little wave. ]

I was wondering how are we all doing? Hopefully no one has been eaten by any carnivorous plants, or lost their clothes in an card game. [ Yes, she is very concerned about people getting eaten by plants or losing clothes in a card game. The former is unfortunate, the later... well she'd be more upset she wasn't invited. ] I hear getting eaten by a planet can be worse than being chewed on by a bear or a dragon.

Anyway lets chat, I'm incredibly curious what has been going on around the fleet.

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[ Kara wanders into the kitchen and looks surprised when she sees Hawke in minimal clothing. She shouldn't be that surprised, really. She's an alien with super hearing on a tiny metal vessel in the middle of space, and yet, here we are. She's a bit flustered and her cheeks redden ]

Oh! Oh. Um. Hi. Sorry. I just. I was going to get— Do you—

Hi. I'm Kara?

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[ It must suck for her, not Hawke though. She's blissfully oblivious to the state of the ships residents, especially their strange abilities or super human hearing. So in the face of Kara's embarrassment she is just... incredibly cheery, giving the other woman a wave. ]

A pleasure to meet you, I'm Hawke.

Hi, Hawke. That's a great name. Welcome to the Tourist? Who are you here with? Not that you need a reason to be here of course, we have a pretty open-doors policy.

[ Oh dear, this one is precious. Almost reminds her of Merrill with the way she rambles, turning her smile fond. ]

An elf, you might know him. White hair, markings, grumpy all the time. Has an aversion to anything fun or enjoyable if it doesn't involve battle, wine, or more wine.

Oh! Really? Not "really" like "I wouldn't expect you to be together" but "really" like "that's so interesting". You know, now that you say something, he mentioned you one time I think? Or maybe someone with the same name. Which happens sometimes. A lot of the time, actually, shared names.

[ oh god please stop her ]

[ She tries not to laugh, bites her tongue as it tries to bubble past her lips. It's hard. ]

It might not have been me, specifically. [ Hawke pulls a face, only the shrug. ] There are a few Hawkes, two currently in the Fleet including myself. It's all very complicated and confusing, multiple worlds and all that nonsense.

[ Finally, territory she's more comfortable with ]

Oh, well, yeah, multiple worlds do crazy multiple things!

The only upside is that sometimes you get to meet yourself, or the male version of you. Which, let me tell you, is an interesting experience. You get to answer the always burning question of: what would I look like as a man?

[ Every wonders about that sometimes, right? Right? No? Only her? Well then. ]

I'm pretty sure the male version of me would be pretty nerdy.

Can I get you anything?

You never know, he could be evil. [ Yes, she is making wiggly fingers when she says that. For dramatic effect. ]

I am a little hungry and can't say I know my way around your kitchen.

How do you know I'm not the evil one?

What would you like? We have several varieties of protein.

Because you're too cute to be evil.

[ She tilts her head to the side, grin somewhat subdued at the suggestion. ]

Any of them at least taste good?

Oh, is that what you think?

[ a moment, thinking ]

It's probably true.

And... I think we still have some of the better stuff back here... We tend to stockpile on the planets.

I'm a incredible judge of character.

[ Expect where she wasn't, but we don't talk about the incident with Anders and Chantry. ]

The Caprine does the same. [ It's only sensible, she thinks, considering how unappitising it is to eat varities of protien. ] Anything you might suggest?

Well, as an incredible judge of character, you have to decide if I"m going to share the best stuff with you, or only the second best stuff, passing it off as the best stuff.

[ she's teasing but she produces... something that seems more delicious than average ]

One can only hope for the best stuff, or second best, and pray you are not so cruel to pass something terrible off as the best stuff. I'm trusting you, Kara.

[ The upside is she really isn't that picky, in all honesty. She traveled with Stroud eating what little their combined cooking powers could produce - which was either dried or almost overcooked meat. ]

That looks good enough.

Well, I could never betray your trust!

[ HAVE SOME FOOD ]

I'm glad! I would have been utterly heartbroken if you had. There would be tears and pathetic sobs, my poor delicate heart would not have been able to take it.

[ Naturally she accepts the food with a little bit of dramatic flair, her smile wide upon her lips. She likes this one, definitely. ]

You have my thanks.

Something tells me that it would take a lot for you to be sobbing pathetically this morning.

Am I that obvious?

[ Yes Hawke, yes you are. ]

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No, I'm just psychic.

[ Hawke gasps, mocked surprise written all over her face. ]

Truly? [ She even manages the get the sudden panic look down pat as well. ] Does that mean you know what I've been thinking about this entire time?

No, believe me. Enhanced hearing is more than enough on this ship.

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