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[english_dignity]

Who: Arthur and open to Pathstone crew
Broadcast: n/a
Action: SS Pathstone
When: Dec 24th (backdated due to holiday)

[Arthur hadn't actually been awake the last time he'd appeared on one of these ships, but at least there'd been a bit of forewarning this time. Still, he was left blinking with surprise at the fluttering confetti as he appeared on the bridge of, apparently, his new ship.]

Well, that's... festive.

Comments

[onlyanapple]

[There's a guy lounging about in a chair at the communications station, looking exceptionally bored. An expression that doesn't really change all that much when Arthur arrives. But at least he gets a half-arsed wave- but hey, at least he (appears) to have an English accent. ]

And here's me thinking they stopped actively sending people to this shite-hole.

[english_dignity]

[Brushes the confetti off of his clothes, getting a good look around before looking back at the man. Well, there's a cheery greeting. Does like how much he's been hearing that accent here though.]

Obviously not. Maybe this time they'll give a bloke time to settle in before moving me off to wherever next.

[onlyanapple]

Oh?

[Though Crowley doesn't get up, he does show a little more interest.]

You been kidnapped to a place like this before?

[english_dignity]

Kidnapped, yes, but not into space.

However, in this case, I was referring to the ship I was brought to just prior to this one.

[onlyanapple]

Oooh, what'd you get? I had a magical sentient castle.

Ah, you mean the Marsiva, then. Everyone comes here via that.

[english_dignity]

Well that's one I haven't heard before. I don't think Italian jails or Spanish ships really compare much.

Really, a sentient castle?

[onlyanapple]

Really. She fed on our emotions- she was was right little cow, really. Made drama all the time for us to deal with- better emotional payout, I suppose. At least here we're just left to create our own for the most part. A little less celestial prodding.

[english_dignity]

Well, that's a good thing. People drama, I'm used to working with. Supernatural drama, now that's another story. It's been a while since I've dealt with much of that.

[onlyanapple]

Well, for the large part we don't get a lot of that. Us supernaturally inclined beings tend to keep to ourselves for the most part.

[robitussin]

Oh, wow, someone new showed up. That's rare.

[She happened to be passing by, and she stares at the confetti as it flies.]

So, who're you?

[english_dignity]

There must be better ways to transport people.

[Brushes the confetti from his hair and shoulders with a little huff.]

I'm Arthur Kirkland. It looks like I'm your new crewmate for the time being.

[robitussin]

Yeah, if you're expecting them to be respectful and kind, you should let go of that idea now.

[A shrug.]

Opal. What's your augment?

[english_dignity]

I think the fact that I was kidnapped in the first place tells me enough to know that.

[Touches the lump it makes. Will get used to it some day.]

Engineer.

[robitussin]

You would think that would make it obvious, yeah! And yet.

[She glances at that gesture, fighting off a grimace. It's still strange for her to think about something new and foreign like that in her head.]

Nice. Pretty sure you're the first one in a while.

[english_dignity]

Sounds like my work will be cut out for me, unless you had someone with existing knowledge about spaceship engines.

[Whiiiich he doubts. What would be the chances, after all?]

[robitussin]

I think our captain is, like, a tech genius? But I'm not sure about spaceship engineering, you'd probably have to ask him.

I mean, so far most of our augments have been pretty useless, which is nice. The ship flies itself so we don't really need a pilot, nobody's been seriously injured lately so the medical bay isn't a big deal, and hopefully we don't have an engineering crisis anytime soon.

[english_dignity]

I'll probably want to meet him anyway. I'll ask him then.

Well, I know a bit about field medicine, so if there are any emergencies I might be able to help there. I'll admit my... natural knowledge? about engines is a little outdated, but I've dabbled.

[experiencepoints]

Huh. Another new person already?

[She waves a hand, and a gust of wind sweeps around, gathering all the loose confetti into a neat pile.]

[english_dignity]

Looks like. Arthur Kirkland. Useful talent you have there.

[Pleased to see bits of magic, oh yes.]

[experiencepoints]

Nightingale. It's nice to meet you... Arthur?

[She never knows whether people go by first or last names.]

It's just basic magic.

[english_dignity]

Arthur is fine. It's nice to meet you, Nightingale.

[Strange name, but maybe her parents were hippies? Has heard stranger.]

Not many people still use magic where I'm from.

[experiencepoints]

Right.

[that gets a weird look.]

... Well, not many people using it is still better than all the people I've heard telling me that magic doesn't exist.

[english_dignity]

[Huffs in irritation, but not at her.]

I've gotten that one all the time. People get very stubborn about it.

[experiencepoints]

[okay she likes you already]

Right? I swear, next time someone tries to tell me that, I'm just going to break out Fire spells instead.

[english_dignity]

[Will add her to the long list then! (Well, long like a mostly blank roll of receipt paper, but that's beside the point!)]

Oh that does sound tempting. Though is it terribly safe to do on a space ship?