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

[broroona]

Thanks for getting it.

[He flashes a grin upwards, taking the root in hand and reaching for his knives with-Ah. Right. For a tenth of a second, his smile falters and his posture seems to stiffen, free hand hovering over the side of his hip. As if reaching for an item no longer there. The moment passes and his smile dies, fading into something more obliged to enthusiasm than genuine.] They took my knives. Almost forgot.

[Reluctantly, he pulls his hand away from his side and sets it and the root awkwardly on the table.] Looks like we'll have to get creative. Wanna meet in the middle?

[wilder]

[He gives a shrug at the thanks, since it's not that big a deal. But at that suggestion, he raises an eyebrow]

And...then what? Stop when we're touching lips?

Well, I guess that is different from groping...

[broroona]

Would that be a problem? [Not that he has any intention of it happening but-Well. He doesn't need to know. With a sly look, he leans forward, smirking.] You sound so shy about it. Don't tell me you're a virgin.

[He can't even finish the thought without laughing, patting the root until his chuckles die down. When he speaks, he's practically purring.] Don't worry. I promise I won't take your first kiss.

[wilder]

[Oh, that card. Of course he's not a virgin, he was a Zelos after all. Still, he'll frown, and make sure to look miffed and concerned as he thinks this over and try to sound sincerely unsure as possible]

You better not...not sure I'm ready to be betrothed to you.