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

[catamite]

Like... right now?

[he kind of wants to see it now... but he was just attacked... TODAY IS A WEIRD DAY]

[amarant]

I wouldn't mind.

[ It shouldn't take too much out of her, so she manages to turn it from a kind of dull brown to a livelier orange color. ]

[catamite]

--Whoa!

[at least he's an easy audience--frightened or no.]

Wow... how do you do that?

[amarant]

If you understand the inner structure of it, it's very easy.

[ She's pleased with the interest in her talent, definitely. ]

There's a lot I can't do, though. Especially on the ships.

[catamite]

On the ships?

[despite the earlier altercation, he's looking pretty fascinated now]

...With plants?

[amarant]

I'm good with plants. I've read a lot about them.

[ Shrugs, lightly. ]

I don't understand anything about the ships or how they work, so there isn't much that I can do.

[catamite]

Oh. ...Oh.

[he gets it now. he's following along.]

So, will you be able to do things with the ships after you learn about them a little bit?

[amarant]

I might, but I'd have to learn all about what they're made of, how every little part of them works... They're likely more delicate than they seem, I wouldn't want to make it unusable.

[catamite]

Oh, yeah...

[eyes widening a little because that is kind of a TERRIFYING thought]

[amarant]

That's why I wouldn't. I know my limits.

[catamite]

So, um... what do you usually use it for?

...When you're not startled?

[amarant]

[ She blushes a bit, under the skull. It's embarrassing! ]

I make medicines. It may sound difficult for you to believe, after what I did, though.

[catamite]

Medicine?

[yeah, it's not really what he'd expected to hear. especially with... how she looks.]

Like a... druid or something?

Is that why you wear the... [he points at her own face to indicate what's on hers]

[amarant]

Oh, I don't know. I'm just somebody who uses plants to make medicine.

[ Shrugs lightly. ]

I wear this for a different reason.

[catamite]

...What reason is that?

[amarant]

I don't like to show my face.

[ A bit sheepishly. ]

[catamite]

Oh.

[he hunches up his shoulders a little, looking apologetic.

...but, apparently not apologetic enough to stop asking questions]

Do you have a lot of scars or something?

[amarant]

...something like that.

[ Two awkward people having a chat, here. ]

[catamite]

[all the awkward]

...But why a skull? It's pretty scary.

[amarant]

I don't mind that...I don't like when people are near me.

[catamite]

Oh.

[and then he belatedly realizes the fact that he's still here bothering her when she probably doesn't want to be bothered]

--Oh. [he politely scoots back, looking apologetic] Sorry. I should... probably leave you alone...

[amarant]

Oh-- it's not like that, but...people tend to stay away because of this, so it's easier. Back home.

[ Not sure if that makes it sound better... ]

I get a bit nervous around others sometimes.

[catamite]

Oh... [he's finally getting it, maybe, and smiles a little]

You're just shy?

[amarant]

[ Yup. ]

...something like that.