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[english_dignity]

Who: Arthur Kirland and You
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Various places, see headers
When: 22nd-26th

Pathstone/Solace
[The Pathstone might not have been damaged as much as some ships in the fleet, but there were still repairs to be done. And with their former 'super genius' captain (whom he'd never actually got around to meeting, so he'd have to take his crewmates' word on that) missing in action, they were left to Arthur as the engineer. Who knew he'd be so thankful for the augmentation. A space ship was nothing like the engines he'd worked on before.

Arthur was in and out of the ship itself while he worked, either working on repairs inside or ones to the hull and outer systems from the Solace docking port, somewhat splattered and smeared in engine oil. Do excuse him.]

I'd better be able to find some decent tea after this.

Solace: Parks
When he wasn't working on his own ship, Arthur'd taken up a job maintaining a few of the Solace parks. Replacement parts weren't cheap! But on the bright side, Arthur actually liked gardening. Even if these parks all lacked some proper English roses. Still, it was nice to be back in nature after being on a ship for the better part of a month. Well, sort of nature.

He paused from replanting an incredibly generic looking flower to watch the park's resident bird splash around in a birdbath, smiling at the sight. The Brit didn't look up until he heard footsteps behind him, the bird flying off.]

Comments

Parks lol

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor deliberately steps a little so as not to startle him, bowing slightly in greeting ]

Well met, sir. I did not realise you enjoyed gardening?

[english_dignity]

[Arthur smiled when he caught sight of the elf. They may not have spoken much so far, but that didn't mean he was any less pleased to see him. And in person this time!]

Arthur, please. And I keep a few gardens back home, when I'm home to tend them at least.

[bythewaves]

Arthur, then. [ Maglor nods and smiles back ]

Oh? I admit, as much as I enjoy the greenery, I am not much of one myself.

[english_dignity]

Have you given it a try?

[Arthur sew down his trowel and stood up slowly with a small grimace as he brushed the dirt from his knees. Not as young as he used to be.]

It's a pleasure to finally see you in person.

[bythewaves]

I get too easily distracted. [ Maglor admits ] I have a tendency to forget to care for them, I fear!

[english_dignity]

Then you just need something sturdy!

But aside from a black thumb, I hope your crew fared well in the recent attack.

[bythewaves]

So I have been told!

We did well enough - some minor injuries. The worst hurts were to the ship itself.

[english_dignity]

Those are easier to fix at least. I think it was mostly the same for mine.

[bythewaves]

That is fortunate - I hear not everyone was so lucky. I hope to find better weapons, I think.

[english_dignity]

A much better one. All I had on hand when they attacked was a broom. Not too impressive.

[bythewaves]

What sort of weapons are you used to? Guns are available if your ship has an armory, I believe, but some things can be purchased at the shops, at times.

[english_dignity]

A fair variety. I used swords and the bow for the longest part of my life, but guns have certainly become more practical most of the time. Though I'm not sure how safe they'd be on a space ship...

And unfortunately, I don't believe we do.

[bythewaves]

So far, they seem to do well enough - my brother Maedhros was using one of the supplied guns, in the recent battle, and it did well enough, and left no damage. I cannot say what weapons from off the ship might do, however.

[english_dignity]

I might see about testing one out then. On an interior wall of course.

It's good to be comfortably armed.

[bythewaves]

We need a proper weapons range. [ Maglor agrees with a sigh ]

Perhaps on the Iskaulit.

[english_dignity]

That would make the most sense to me. There's not really a lot of room on the other ships.

[bythewaves]

Mm... we need a forge too, although that might be harder to manage.

[english_dignity]

I'd say! But if we can insulate the heat enough...

Worth looking into, certainly.

[bythewaves]

Aye...I suppose folk are more used to these guns but... I cannot quite adjust.

[english_dignity]

They're certainly noisy things, aren't they?

[bythewaves]

Even so! A little impersonal, although I feel that is not a bad thing, necessarily...

[english_dignity]

They have their place. I've gotten rather used to them over the years.

[bythewaves]

You are familiar with them as well as blades? That is fortunate for you, I deem!

[english_dignity]

Out of necessity, really. People develop new things so far, I have to keep up with them.

[bythewaves]

You have lived through a few changes yourself, then?

Pathstone

[lord_wizard]

[While Arthur is busy laboring to fix the ship, Felix appears nearby looking rather relaxed and not at all grease-stained to observe.]

That depends very much on your definition of decent.

Pathstone

[english_dignity]

[Glancing up at him, he let out an exhasperated huff. How had he missed his approach? Kirkland, you're slipping.]

With any luck, hot Earl Grey that isn't five months stale and doesn't taste like boiled cardboard.

[lord_wizard]

I would not hold out much hope, then. Most foods are synthetic or so heavily preserved they hardly resemble what they purport to be.

[Not that he's an expert on tea by any means]

[english_dignity]

I was afraid of that. Well, perhaps I'll just settle for something hot and caffeinated then.

It's better than nothing.

[lord_wizard]

[That gets a wry smirk out of him] The guiding mantra of life aboard the fleet.

The kitchen has some in the dispensing machine. Or you could ask the rest of the fleet. I'm sure someone has something authentic hoarded on their ship somewhere. My former captain aboard the Starstruck was fond of it.

[english_dignity]

Oh? I don't suppose they left some behind that I might buy off the current crew.

[Arthur, tea. One was not meant to be without the other.]

[lord_wizard]

You can still ask her. Perhaps I should have been more specific. She's former in the sense that I left the ship, not vice versa.

[english_dignity]

Ah ha. In that case, I'll certainly have to put my negotiation skills to talk.

The Starstruck, you said?

[lord_wizard]

Indeed. It's a good ship. Just be sure not to startle the man in living in one of the shuttles.

[english_dignity]

[Raises an eyebrow.]

Should I ask?

[lord_wizard]

[Felix answers that with a lazy smirk and leans against the wall]

That depends on how curious you consider yourself to be, and how little you like surprises. I imagine in your position that statement would conjure any number of questions.

[english_dignity]

More than a few, certainly.

And I like them sometimes. Surprise visit from a friend or extra scone with my breakfast sorts. Not unexpected and unwelcomed guest from across the Channel or spiders in my roses sorts.

[lord_wizard]

Then asking would be a good idea. In short, though I have never asked why, the man has the demeanor of an only vaguely tamed wild animal. I have gotten the impression he lived on his own for a very long time. I won't say he isn't dangerous, because that would a blatant lie, but he isn't as long as you don't surprise him.