Jan 3rd - Broadcast

[monolike]

Who: Sorey & y'all
Broadcast: Huntress & fleetwide
Action: n/a
When: Jan 3rd

[ Broadcast: Huntress only ]

Hey everybody, this is Sorey. I'm just checking in, seeing if everything's okay. Oh, and paperwork for new upgrades will be coming in soon, so if there's anything anybody would like to see upgraded, cast your votes now!

Oh also, we don't have any lab support personnel. I know Mikleo's been doing some stuff but if you know anybody looking to transfer who'd like the use of the lab, could you let 'em know? I'll include a call out in my public broadcast in a sec.

Okey dokey, that's all for now! If anything comes up, don't hesitate to contact me or Mikleo!


[ Broadcast: all ]

I'm kind of curious; so there are a lot of different kinds of forces or energies here that are a lot like the ones back on my planet, but they don't seem to behave the same way here. Like the rules are different. Is anybody else running against that?

And as an aside, if there's any potential lab personnel looking for a place, the Huntress has an unoccupied lab, for now.

Comments

Re: voice;

[monolike]

[Considering the is the first time in weeks they've been physically apart for more than two hours...]

Mikleo, no. You don't have to do that, we can figure out a trade with another ship or something. Rose had been coaching me on ordering! It can't be much different.

[nerdeology]

I don't like the idea of leaving it up to chance. What if there's some kind of medical emergency, or someone gets sick, and seraphic artes can't fix it? It wouldn't be fair to rely only on the other ships. Besides, we already have someone else with a communications augment, and it's never been a very fitting role for me, anyway.

[Ever the pragmatic. He's hoping that the logical way that he's tackling this will put Sorey at ease somewhat. It isn't like this is the only time he's thought about this issue, he just hasn't wanted - or felt the need - to verbalize it until now.]

[monolike]

[See, Sorey doesn't have much of an issue with messing with augments, not anymore. He just knows how Mikleo feels about it.

...but if he's suggesting it, then he's probably resolved anyway. Sorey should respect that. It's not like he can change Mikleo's mind about anything anyway, the stubborn jerk.]

Mmrm. I'll disagree with you about roles that fit and roles that don't, but if you've made up your mind already I'll support you. Of course.

[nerdeology]

Of course.

[It's a relief; he'd wondered if there would be another debate on the subject, but his own reluctance is why he's bringing it up in the first place. Better to explain himself than do it on his own without telling Sorey first. That's not how they work.]

...This is your fault, you know. If you hadn't done that thing with your augment, I wouldn't have even considered it.

[monolike]

I'm sorry that I'm such a hassle, Lord Mikleo. Please find it within your heart to forgive me, a small, foolish human.

[nerdeology]

Shut up.

[MATURE ADULT RESPONSE. That still isn't funny.]

[monolike]

For the record, I haven't been experiencing any problems or side-effects. I really don't think they'd bother doing something now, not if they didn't do something when they first put them inside us.

[nerdeology]

I assumed you'd tell me if you had.

[You'd be in big trouble if you didn't.]

And it's not as if it matters what we want done with them, anyway. We've already seen the so-called "glitches" they can throw at us whenever they feel like it.

[monolike]

That's true. Even going so far as to turn someone into a child...I never thought something like that could be possible.

[nerdeology]

Same here, but we've been shown it several times already. Even the fact that people can fall asleep and wake up as if they'd gone home, or...

[Or dying and coming back with no explanation of how or why.

...Yeah, nevermind.]

I don't like how powerful they are, but while we're forced to endure it, we might as well utilize it to our advantage.

[monolike]

[Yeah don't do it, avoidance is working out so well]

A pragmatic conclusion from Mikleo, as always. [No one could possibly say anything fonder than how Sorey says that.]

[nerdeology]

It is pragmatic, yes.

[He knows you're sassing, but shut up, you punk child.]

Are you coming by any time soon? It's not urgent, but I need to check something.

[monolike]

I can head over now, I'm about to pack up anyway. I'm getting better at this engine maintenance stuff! I've been getting lessons. [praise me]

[nerdeology]

[yeah it's really convenient that your teacher has zero resonance and always comes by when mikleo's busy elsewhere right??]

I've noticed. The ship's less clunky in motion than it used to be. I suppose even you can learn this sort of thing with practice.

[there you go, mikleo-brand praise.]

[monolike]

Thank you Mikleo, it seems I can. [Don't let the tone fool you, Sorey's giddy. He's gotten better and Mikleo's noticed.]

[nerdeology]

[Yeah, he can tell that too. It's so nice to see Sorey's old enthusiasm back up and running in full force - it's happened before, but at this point it can't get old, he's so pleased to get it back - that Mikleo doesn't mock further, besides a quiet scoffing noise. Fine, accept the compliment if you must.]

Just get over here, you know where I am.

[He's going back to his embroidery, you nerd.]

action

[monolike]

[Sorey stops by the showers quickly to hose off, since he's been guts-deep in engine grease practically all day, and ends up back at Mikleo's quarters within a half hour. He hasn't spent much time in his own quarters since the whole malevolence ordeal, and he hasn't slept in his own bed since Mikleo returned. Mikleo hasn't kicked him out yet though, so...]

I'm back! [honey, I'm home

Sorey bends over to take off his boots at the door.] Hey Mikleo, think we could transfer some plants over from the garden on the Iskaulit to here? Dezel said he'd like it if the air was fresher.

action

[nerdeology]

[Mikleo glances up briefly with a smile to greet Sorey, but his gaze goes back to his work quickly after- he's counting stitches and doesn't want to mess up. Two, four, six, aaaand knotted. Next line. He's patching up a robe that looks about his size but not really his colour- it's probably another one of Belth's.]

You'll have to ask whoever takes care of it, but I don't see a reason why not as long as we look after the plants we take. I think we have spare room in the cargo bay, if you want to set up a planter box or something.

action

[monolike]

I kind of want them all over, though Dezel's quarters would take priority. [Sorey reaches past Mikleo for his sewing supplies, at the sure way his hands move across the stitching.]

You're getting really fast with that, [he notes, digging through his pocket for the button he'd popped off his skirt earlier and plucking up some random cheap thread.]

action

[nerdeology]

That might take a while.

[Well, at least they know they'd be well cared for, with three seraphim on board. Four, when Zaveid comes around. If he comes around.

He nudges his scissors in Sorey's direction with a foot. His other project can wait until he's finished with this one- he's almost done, anyway.]

You'd be better if you practiced, too.

Re: action

[monolike]

I wish I could! [Sorey plops down on the floor in front of the bed, dragging the scissors over with his foot.] If I had the time to practice everything I'm bad at, then- well, I guess I wouldn't be bad at them anymore. [a keen observation]

[nerdeology]

Such astute wisdom from the legendary Shepherd Sorey, as always.

[He has to put on his best poker face to keep from smirking. It's not like he doesn't know that he has an advantage here; as a seraph, he can stay up all night practicing this with no ill effects; he doesn't need to pause for food or anything else if he opts not to. Humans have to pick and choose what they do with their waking hours, and Sorey's priorities sometimes differed from his own. He's better with leather, anyway.

Doesn't mean he can't occasionally humble-brag about it. He's really pleased with how far his skills have progressed, especially here when they have all this free time.]

[monolike]

Oh, shut up. [But this is nice, here, quietly working in the same space as Mikleo. If he's perfectly honest, Sorey could probably admit that without these moments alone with Mikleo he'd be having a much harder time...readjusting. They've gotten back to the point where the silences aren't always stifling or laden with bad feelings so they can properly indulge in each other's company. It's settled Sorey's nerves like nothing else.

...he's also gonna wait it out and see if Mikleo volunteers to show Sorey what he's been working on or if he's waiting for Sorey to ask.]

[nerdeology]

[FINE HE WILL SHUT UP

At least for a bit. He'd been close to finishing anyway, so the silence lasts as long as he needs to complete the final row of stitches, tie it off, and steal back the scissors from Sorey to clean up. Once that's completed he sets it aside and unfolds a bundle of black-trimmed white cloth from the other side of the bed, holding it out in front of himself to ponder it, glancing over the side of the bed at Sorey. Hmm. Hmmmm.

Then he leans over and deposits the fabric over Sorey's head and shoulders with no warning or preamble, his tone as casual as he can make it.]

Here, try this on for me.

[JUST A SHEPHERD'S CLOAK, NBD]

[monolike]

[Mikleo works at three times the speed Sorey does, so he's just finishing up with his shirt button by the time Mikleo dumps something onto his head.] Ack- hey.

[He sets aside his own project and pulls it off to send Mikleo a look, flapping it out and holding it-




...he lowers it slightly.] Mikleo, [he chokes out.]