Heron Mingle

[axiomed]

Who: The Heron + Visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Heron
When: All of Jan!

[ Here lies the least angry birds. And any friends who want to visit. ]

Comments

[ ota ]

[axiomed]

[ Broadcast to the crew. ]

[ The video clicks on as Charles look in, looking calm and composed. ]

Hello. As you may have noticed, we've lost a few crew members of late, especially our first mate, Ms. Amidala. As such, I've applied for the position and I am now the new First Mate for the Heron.

If you have any concerns or issues you would like to deal with, please contact me.

[ With that, he turns it off. ]

[ Action ]

[ He comes on board for the first time since the new hotel arrived. Partly because of his position (and perhaps, he is running away a little). He checks up on the cockpit, engineering and their supplies in the kitchen, deep in thought and making a checklist for things necessary for the ship. ]

voice

[exothermia]

[Erik hasn't returned to the Heron yet, but he still gets the video broadcast. It's not surprising that Charles would have taken up the position. It's a good choice. He debates not responding, as it isn't necessary. Ultimately, he does, and he sounds sincere.]

Congratulations.

[axiomed]

Oh.

[ There's a pause before he replies. ] Thank you. Is there anything up here you'd like me to bring down?

[exothermia]

No, I'm all right. I brought most of my things with me when we got here.

[There's another pause.] How many gone?

[axiomed]

Besides Ms. Amidala? Hux I believe.

[exothermia]

[...]

Good. Fuck him.

[axiomed]

[ There's a bemused huff. ]

I doubt he'll be coming back.

[exothermia]

Even if he does, I won't have him on this ship again.

[He'd been too sick with grief to really push the issue before. But if Hux appeared in the Fleet again, Erik wouldn't hesitate to make his feelings known in a more aggressive manner.]

[axiomed]

[ Well, what is he supposed to say to that. ]

I know.

[exothermia]

[When he does get back on the ship, expect a jettisoning of Hux-related items.]

It doesn't leave many left on the Heron, though.

[axiomed]

No. But it's always been a quiet ship. I'm just — doing inventory for now.

[exothermia]

It's probably a good time for it.

[axiomed]

[ It. . . certainly is. He wonders if he should just stay up here - but it's a bad idea and Charles is aware of that. ]

Everything should be fine when people come back.

video;;

[reconstitution]

Wouldn't want anyone else in the position.

It's a shame she's gone, but now she can go live her life. [ He doesn't give a rat's ass about the ginger troublemaker. ]

[axiomed]

[ His lips twitch. ]

I'm touched by your support.

Yes, I hope she's fine wherever she is.

[reconstitution]

I want someone I can trust. I trusted her, and I trust you.

[ He gives it a bit of thought and adds: ] I'm sure she's fine, she's tough as hell.

[axiomed]

Thank you.

Is there any business I should see to while I'm up here?

[reconstitution]

Not at the moment? Making my rounds right now if you want tea.

[axiomed]

[ He hesitates before nodding. ]

Yes, that would be nice.

[reconstitution]

Give me ten minutes.

[ He shuts off the feed and finishes his walk around before heading into the kitchen. True to his word, Winter shows up brandishing two mugs of hot tea. He sets them down on the nearest flat surface. ]

The ship seems so empty, now.

[ Not that he minds too much about that, though he will miss Padme quite a bit. ]

[axiomed]

[ He takes it gratefully. ]

Maybe that's just what we need. Some peace and quiet for a while.

[reconstitution]

I agree. It was a bit crowded for a while.

[ Six is an easily-manageable number. ]

How are you?

[axiomed]

I'm fine.

[ He sips his tea, hoping not to go too deeply into it. ]

And you?

[reconstitution]

Mm. The same, really.

[ He won't press if Charles doesn't want to talk about it. ]

[axiomed]

[ His lips twitch, just barely. ]

How's your arm?