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[theboogieman]

Who: The fine crew of the SS Red Fish!
Broadcast: Probably not so much...
Action: You betcha.
When: Barely forward-dated to Halloween!

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[welcome to the Red Fish, the ship that always looks ready for Halloween anyway.

while today is a popular Earth holiday, it's also Zhas' birthday, and he has probably mentioned it to everyone on board in an unsubtle way over the last few weeks. there are a hilarious number of jack-o-lanterns around the ship, showing off skull-face carvings of... varying quality. thanks, Syeira!

what's in store on this spooky night? HILARITY, probably.]

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[mortalcoil]

[Coil is not much of a drinker, and it only partially has to do with the fact that he is considered too young for it in most places in the world. but there is one day a year that he doesn't believe that he has much choice in the matter--and that day is today.

he'd stopped fighting the drinks that Zhas had pushed into his hand early on, because it was easier to just give up than suffer all the badgering. and the more that Coil "joins in" on the "fun" of Zhas' birthday, the happier his normally-skull-faced partner seems to get. so... his cup is currently half empty, and it's not his first one of the night.

by now, an expertly-stacked tower of kitchen supplies is actually pretty fascinating. and he's not thinking about how distracting he might be when he leans around to try and get Arthur's attention by signing at him.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Arthur's surprise is over-exaggerated by how drunk he is, and he drops the ladle. It crashes onto his pile, and some of the objects topple over. He looks to his pile and sighs, but it's not really a big deal in his really happy brain right now.

His eyes flicker over to Coil, and he smiles.] Sorry. What were you saying?

[mortalcoil]

...

[and Coil is so surprised by Arthur's surprise, and the clatter that follows, that he... totally loses track of what he'd been saying.

he blinks for a moment at the ailing tower of kitchen supplies, as if that might remind him, but he just ends up staring at Arthur after that.

Zhas has pushed more than one drink on him over the course of the night, after all.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Arthur smiles sheepishly.] Sorry, you... you just surprised me. I had a question for you, though, if you don't mind.

[mortalcoil]

[Coil is apparently more emotive after a couple of drinks, because he can't hide his surprise. blinking a little, he straightens up, and lifts his chin in acknowledgement after a moment or two.

he can't imagine what Arthur might want to ask him, but he's listening.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Well... [He scratches the back of his neck nervously.] I just- ah... What do you do with your hands? Is that ASL?

[mortalcoil]

[after tilting his head a bit, he first forms the actual sign for 'signing,' before hesitantly nodding.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Do you... think you could teach me some?

[Maybe that's not clear enough. He clears his throat, his fingers rapping nervously on the table.]

I mean, I'd like to be able to talk with you more easily.

[mortalcoil]

[who knows how he would have reacted without a couple of drinks in his system... but as it is, the blink and sharp rise of his eyebrows clearly conveys the sentiment of ...really?]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He smiles, trying to look like he knows how to be friends.] Well... we're crewmates, right? I'd like to get to know you.