driftfleet | It's time for your monthly Capringle Mingle <3

[It had been hard, losing crew members in the last few weeks. First Qing and now Nico had disappeared. Still, it was business as usual and Dany can be found about the ship, making her rounds with Drogon perched across her shoulders. She had a piece of fruit for her in one hand and a handful of bits of meat in the other for the dragon to chew on.

Anyone looking for Dany could find her in the Kitchens, aboard the Bridge or in the Cargo Bay tending to the plants while Drogon lay against his rock garden.]

[ The new planet doesn't offer much in terms of gifts, but thankfully Leto can think on his feet as he has fashioned a small dragon necklace. Plain to the view, unfortunately.

He stops by the Cargo Bay, watching and not alerting her to his presence just yet. ]

[It was a bit of catharsis, to have something so simple to focus on like watering plants. It gave her focus and staved off the concern she felt with Qing and Nico both departed from the fleet. Try as she might to tell herself that duty came before all else, it didn't stop her from feeling anguish that people she cared for were gone. It was similar to the regret she felt over Viserys and over Jorah's banishment.

As for being watched, she has yet to notice it just yet. Not that she wasn't left completely unaware, of course. If there was a threat Drogon would have sensed it long before she even reacted. Strange that her dragon was intrigued enough not to react to Leto's presence. It didn't stop him from watching him, of course.]

What do you think? Will they grow, sweetling?

[Breaking the silence, she reaches out for Drogon to caress the scales along his back. Instead of answering her with any sound at all, he chooses to return to the lizard-shaped ball he favored under his warm lamp that Pinkie had made for him and her own animal companion. It was the closest thing he had to the sun while aboard the ship.]

It's possible, of course.

When did you start gardening?

Since the planet with that tree that shared thoughts, more or less. Lord Tyrion provided glass boxes of his own design long before that.

[Dany turns to greet him, Drogon sweeping himself into the air with his wings to land on her arm.]

Have you done it yourself before? I'm still new to it, though not unfamiliar with the idea.

The desert doesn't allow for many opportunities to garden.

[ And he's never been fond of it. Ghanima had liked the gardens, the lushness of it. ]

No? I can't imagine so - unless you find plants that flourish in the terrain. Pinkie found me a lemon tree.

[She smiles, pointing fondly to her little sapling tree that had scarcely begun to grow properly.]

[ He looks it over in amusement. ]

Or it found her.

There is very little that does in the desert. But we have the Spice and that is enough.

The only desert I have ever seen was called the Red Waste for a reason - nothing grew there. No one stayed there long if they wanted to live.

[Funny how that worked out. She had crossed the Red Waste into Quarth and that had nearly killed all of their horses and several of her men from Drogo's Khalesaar that hadn't abandoned her upon his death.]

What does this Spice of yours do? It doesn't sound like much of a food source.

It wouldn't be. Spice is the greatest commodity the universe has. It unlocks our powers, our gifts. Lets us see in the future. It even allows us to travel between worlds - explore our universe.

Life cannot exist without it.

Magic, then. Not unlike Drogon. They say Dragons walked the earth for thousands of years until they perished during the Dance of Dragons - a war between differing factions of my House.

What you know as magic does not exist in my universe. All my powers are skills. Unique talents cultivated over centuries of use.

[ And breeding, but that part Leto conveniently leaves out. ]

Centuries.... I hope it isn't rude to ask just how many centuries you've lived.

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_{[ Kirk was still visiting Bones at the time he wandered into the kitchens, needing some coffee and intent on getting some for Bones too. He didn't want to know how much alcohol the man might have put away whilst waiting for his assignment on the Marsiva. A detox was probably in order.

It's a bit hard to miss a girl and her dragon, especially in a small space, and he smiles when he sees her. ]}

Been awhile, Danny. How have you been?

[It was a surprise, but not an unwelcome one. Perhaps a familiar and friendly face would lift her spirits a bit? The anxiety of losing Qing and Nico in such a short span of time was something she'd felt for a good day or two since.]

Well enough, I think. Keeping busy, as always.

[She moves to sit at their small table in the kitchens, gesturing to Kirk with his coffee mugs.]

Does the Tourist not have enough beverages?

[She's teasing, really. She just has no idea why he's here.]

_{[ Her joke earned a soft laugh as he filled them. ]}

No, nothing like that. Our coffee maker has actually been in a good mood as of late, believe it or not.

I came over to see Bones - ah, that is, Leonard McCoy. Your new lab support. He's from my world - part of my ship, actually. He's my CMO - Chief Medical Officer.

Ah.

[She nods, her lips pressing together as if she could lock up her trepidations about having a new passenger when half her crew has departed.]

You're welcome to visit him anytime you wish, until he decides to transfer of course. I'll leave that to him. I find him interesting, so far.

[He definitely seemed more than capable at his post and for that she was grateful. She would take what blessings she could out of these changes.]

_{[ He doesn't say the immediate thing on his tongue about her not being
able to stop him seeing his friend. It was a defensive reaction, borne from
not having seen him in so long and feeling his absence keenly, even more so
now that he was actually here. ]}

His bark is worse than his bite, so don't mind if he gets growly at you. He's an excellent doctor, though, and a good man. You're in good hands with him.

[Dealing with having a captain is going to be an odd enough experience for Kai, who's used to Dempsey's rough authority and not much else.

That's before he sees the dragon, which is enough to make him snap his guard up, to start worriedly looking around for wherever the parent of that thing could be.]

I don't want any trouble.

[Dany raises her hands automatically as if to surrender and Drogon immediately becomes more alert.]

And you will not have it here.

[Slowly she rises to her feet and turns to face him while the dragon stared at their new guest without blinking.]

Can I help you?

[Kai's eyes settle eventually on the dragon, once he's sure there's not a larger one around, and he meets the gaze evenly, not blinking back.]

I was looking for the captain.

[Somewhat less important in the face of things.]

Does the dragon live here?

You have found the captain and yes, he does live here. He is my child.

[She holds her arm out away from her and Drogon moves to it immediately, resting on her upper arm and still staring.]

Have you just arrived to the Caprine?

Your child.

[Kai's eyebrows lift, disbelieving.]

I really hope you're speaking metaphorically. And yes, I am. Security, I suppose.

Would it matter if I was being metaphorical? His existence is of only my concern.

[She nods when he states his position aboard the ship.]

Security. You'll get used to things, I suppose. I'd never been this close to the stars myself, before arriving here.

[And he'd have to get used to her dragon too.]

It would matter because you have a dragon and that kind of concerns me.

[And because he wants to know if his captain is a crazy person or...a different kind of crazy person.]

Isn't he going to get much bigger?

[Kai's dealt with dragons before.]

It's time for your monthly Capringle Mingle <3

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sorry for the late <3

'tis fine!

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