Iskaulit Mingle - Problems with Psychics

[notzubats]

Who: Anyone on the Iskaulit!
Broadcast: If you'd like?!
Action: Iskaulit!
When: Today, as Sora's augment glitch starts.

[It's your average day on the Iskaulit. Absolutely nothing seems out of place initially, but without any warning- you might find yourself or your friends experiencing some problems. What's up on that?

In other words, it's an Iskaulit mingle with a twist! Come on in everyone! You don't need to interact with Sora to have it effect you, so feel free to start your own threadstarter! Or talk to Sora, that's cool too. ]

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[namisan]

[She eyes off the shuttle in the bay, trying to dredge up in a moment of true recollection. It's familiar, in that she has an idea she already knows how to operate it, which gives credence to what Vash is saying.

Okay. Fine. Taking a breath.]

Right. Thanks for the help. I'm out.

[MARCHIN' OFF TO HER SHUTTLE NOW. Without her backpack again, what a shock.]

[goldenglasses]

Ah, Nami. Your bag? And --ahh, are you sure you want to go out by yourself?

[Vash isn't too worried. Her augment should teach her how to handle the shuttles and he's pretty sure her senses will come back. The fleet won't let her go too far without teleporting her back.]

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[namisan]

It's not my bag, it's some other Nami's bag. [LOGIC. She continues tromping off--]

[namisan]

[......

of course, any version of her has got to have good taste in fashion and maybe a wad of money stuffed away in there--]

[namisan]

[ABOUT FACE.

Stomping back up to Vash right up in his personal space to glare!! HAH!!]

[namisan]

[Before she snatches up the bag at his feet and flings it over a shoulder, stalking away again.]

It's a ship. How hard could it be?

[goldenglasses]

[At first Vash nearly cartwheels backwards when Nami gets into his face. Then he tries to not look too amused when she just grabs her bag. Yet, he can't keep the smile off his face.]

Well, the Nami I know is pretty good at flying them, but not sure how you are with flying something where it can go in any direction. Left, right, forward, backwards, up, down, diagonal. I mean, there is no real up or down in space. You just kind of float.

[He's not trying to scare her completely, but give her a healthy dose of cation.]

[namisan]

[Huh. She looks over the shuttle and doesn't actually feel daunted. It feels familiar. So after a moment's hesitation, she gives a one shoulder shrug.]

It's fine. I'll work it out. [Besides, she knows where to go!

...down. B|]

[goldenglasses]

Well, you have a communicator, and you should naturally know how to use it. Just call for me, Vash, if you run into trouble.

[Besides being confused, lost, and possibly terrified he thinks she should be fine. He's not about to lock her into a closet or anything until this runs it's course after all.]

[namisan]

[I'M NOT TERRIFIED HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF yeah no I'm terrified

but I also just want to get home, so ill-advised trips ahoy /o/ she waves and takes off.





Don't sweat it. She'll slink back into the bar an hour later and go back to work as if nothing happened. >_>]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will also act like nothing has happened. Currently minding the bar as no one has ordered any food at the moment.]

So, how'd it go?

[namisan]

How did what go?

[goldenglasses]

Hm. [He's not sure if she's actually playing dumb or outright forgot.]

By the way, Nami. I forgot what shifts I'm working next week. Was it the early or the lates? [No he hasn't. He's just curious to see if she can remember herself or at least knows where to go to look at the schedule for him. He keeps his hand full cleaning a used glass as an excuse why he can't look himself.]

[namisan]

[Good tack to take, Vash. She huffs, crouched by the glasses display.] You're here for the dinner rush, Vash. Lates.

[If you don't mind she's just pretending that NEVER HAPPENED OKAY.]

[goldenglasses]

Oh yeah. Of course! Thanks! [Vash shrugs and goes back to work. Silly glitches.]