Sokka don't touch tha- oh no: A Blue Fish Mingle

[save_the_souls]

Who: Blue Fish Crew and any visitors!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: SS Blue Fish!
When: February Drift Week, maybe the rest of Feb too?? Who knows.

[Hey Blue Fish Crew! The fleet is on the move again, so it's time for another mingle!

It be noted that Sokka activated a device that might cause glitches among the crew. So uh. Sorry about that. But at least once upgrades go through, we'll have a deep fryer?! Yay!

Get in, it's a mingle!]

Comments

[save_the_souls]

[That's...a lot of words and activities going on. Is she always going this fast? Allen pretty sure she doesn't, but ...ergh. He'll swallow his spoon of goop.]

'm fine. Just tired.

[Though the idea of someone making food for him....]

Soup sounds good.

[dancingmd]

Soup it is!

[She dashes to the stove, filling one of the pots with water and a square of bouillon to boil, then moves to the counter to start vigorously chopping vegetables.]

Strange. I wonder if it has something to do with the augments because I'm feeling...hyper, overstimulated, and I think Sokka must be too because I found him tearing stuff up in the hallway and tinkering and building which I suppose isn't that weird for him but he wouldn't finish one before he was heading off to another and you know, usually he's determined to finish what he started and there was stuff everywhere but don't worry I picked it up.

[Taking a deep breath, she lays the knife down on the cutting board and turns back around to face him.]

I'm talking too much aren't I? I'm sorry. I can't sit still.

[save_the_souls]

[So many words...so fast. Something about augments? Yeah. Maybe it's augments- he yawns again]

Yeah. Maybe it's augments.

....What about Sokka?

[dancingmd]

[The broth is beginning to boil. Beverly stirs it, then lowers the temperature..]

He was tinkering with a bunch of different ship's systems and leaving projects everywhere.

[Chop, chop. She slices the carrots in neat circles and physically bites her tongue to keep from prattling on again.]

[save_the_souls]

....Oh....





[A long pause as he thinks that through, slowly]





...Should he be doing that?

[dancingmd]

Oh, I don't think he's hurting anything. I haven't forgotten how to chop vegetables so I doubt he's forgotten his engineering just because of... whatever this is.

[save_the_souls]

[He's not sure of that just because he's seen Sokka in his manic form and it's never pretty. But disputing it sounds like..........a lot of work. And that's bad.]

Okay.

[dancingmd]

Don't worry! I'll keep an eye on him!

[She dumps the vegetables in the pot.]

Do you want anything with your soup?

[save_the_souls]

Okay, thank you. [He yawns] I'm not up to it today.

[Clearly]

Uh...bread? More soup?

[dancingmd]

Bread!

[Oh dear, you've got her distracted again now and she abandons the vegetables to look through the cupboards.]

We don't have any yeast do we? I don't think we do. But maybe. I feel like we always just end up making desserts with the flowers like brownies - oh! Would you like brownies? How about brownies?

[save_the_souls]

Uhhh....I don't know if we have yeast?

[He barely knows anything about baking, he's not even sure what yeast looks like okay]

Oh, uh, sure. Brownies sound good. Thanks.

[dancingmd]

[Hooray! Off she goes to cook and bake, bouncing around the kitchen stirring this and chopping that all while trying very hard not to talk poor Allen's head off but that is proving very very difficult. Fortunately it's probably mostly easy to ignore as none of the topics are particularly weighty.

The brownies are ready first so:]

A special treat today! Dessert first!

[save_the_souls]

[Allen honestly does try to listen, he does. But he's just so tired that it feels like so much work. He keeps zoning out, and then having to shake himself out of it- throwing in a quick "uh huh", to make it sound like he's listening.

But as usual, food makes him perk up. It's much more muted this time, but it's still there]

Oh great. Thank you.

[OMNOMNOM BROWNIES. Time to eat in slo-mo ...which for Allen, means normal eating speed.]

[dancingmd]

[Slow as it may be for him, Beverly is pleased to see he's perking up somewhat around food. At least that much is normal.]

Do you like them?