open mingle post;

[payback]

Who: Everyone on the waystation!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: open to everyone to tag into
When: October 11, 2014

[It sure is a lovely day actually pretty much indeterminate time period out here in the vast darkness of space, isn't it? I bet everyone's enjoying themselves, getting a chance to get off their dinky little ship and stretch their legs. Even on this shitty, empty little waystation.

Where are you, droot flooters? What are you up to? Stay out of trouble, now.]

[ooc: hi everyone! I thought I'd give this a try and see how the game liked it. What we have here is a mass mingle post. Rather than everyone making a bunch of different posts about landing on the station, everyone is invited to post a parent comment with their character out and about, doing something. Everyone else is invited to look at who's posted, tag them, post their own parent comments, thread jack, tag around and generally have a grand old time! It should hopefully be a nice low-pressure way to do some action tagging with each other.

Please tag in if you feel so inclined! Don't be shy to tag around!]

Comments

[aberrant_type]

That's what I was thinking.

[catamite]

...At least it will be hard to overdo it?

1/3

[aberrant_type]

[She looks at him and then she laughs.]

That's looking on the bright side!

[aberrant_type]

But it makes me wonder what they expect us to get up to here besides cannibalizing each other...

[aberrant_type]

Speaking in a strictly metaphorical sense, of course!

[catamite]

[he just... blinks slowly...]

Shouldn't a lot of things come before cannibalizing...?

[aberrant_type]

I'm sure they will! Just my little joke. [Settling down.] Take care of yourself, okay?

[catamite]

[oh, a joke? he laughs a little, in that case. totally on the ball there.]

I will.

WAIT I FORGOT

[aberrant_type]

Mmm... now. [She glances curiously at his ears... maybe it's deformity? It's not enough to spike her into asking, at least not yet.] Can I help you with something, young man?

laughing atchu

[catamite]

Oh...

[he looks something like bashful again for a moment, but it's totally nothing but playful this time]

...I was wondering how many chin-ups you can do.

[work out with him, new friend!]

shut your pie hole

[aberrant_type]

Are you requesting to join me? [She'd let him... :'>]

no way that's where pie goes

[catamite]

Only if you want company...

the pie is now my fist

[aberrant_type]

Please yourself.

less delicious

[catamite]

It's just hard when the ship is so small, and there's only that treadmill...

good. take it!!!

[aberrant_type]

[She looks amused.] Are you anxious for me to invite you?

[catamite]

[he just shrugs! all cute-like]

[aberrant_type]

[What a silly guy. She shrugs and turns away from him. Repeated:]

Please yourself. [She isn't mad she's just not going to baby this]

[catamite]

[he doesn't know what else to do but... fall in step beside her, to follow??]

[aberrant_type]

[She grins at him in a friendly way but doesn't say anything, just makes her way towards the tree and jumps for the lower bough she was using as a pullup bar once again.]

[catamite]

[for a minute, he just watches, marveling a little.

when he gets psyched up enough to join in though, he... has to find a slightly smaller tree, with a lower branch. the bars he's used to from home were within easy reach when stretching up--picking up his legs up off the ground instead of jumping up to grab it. makeshift pullup bars in slummy houses can only be so much.

so, he joins in to get himself some exercise! and he's got a pretty good amount of upper body strength for being such a little guy... but he's not up to the shape he's used to being in. he's going to tire out pretty quick.]

[aberrant_type]

[She's gonna bang out twenty, huffing under her breath with the exertion. Then she drops and grins bemusedly at the little guy. She picked up a trainee, huh? Levi would make fun of her. She's either going to wait for Nel to struggle through his set, or start them off on a new thing, if he sticks with her.]

[catamite]

[Nel doesn't make it through as many, and he's wincing a little when he's done, but... yeah no he totally seems up for more.

he could really use the endorphins, honestly, and he misses having something to do]

[aberrant_type]

[She gets it... so, if he's gonna give it a shot.]

Three laps! You ready?

[catamite]

[he wheezes at the thought of running three, he knows he can't make it, but he's grinning and nods anyway]

[aberrant_type]

Then let's go! [She takes off! Running isn't the scouts concentration, but cardiovascular fitness is important for them, so she works at it. She might take pity and stop it after two if Nel looks like he's about to die, though.]