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

[amarant]

Those are two very different things...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

You bet they are. [he shrugs again, looking amused~] But it's an extremely varied and unusual line of work.

[amarant]

They do appreciate it, though? Help is often hard to come by, after all.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he laughs!] That changes almost as often as my job title does...

People are very strange, Emblica. Some appreciate good help, and others are always upset that they have to ask for help in the first place...

[amarant]

People are difficult like that, aren't they.

[ Why are we talking about people like we aren't people? ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

They are. It can't be helped.

[because they aren't really people let's be honest here.]

[amarant]

[ So true. ]

It's why I've lived by making as little contact with people as I can, even with my work. If they want help, they come to me. If they don't ask, I do nothing.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah. And had that been working well enough for you?

[amarant]

For me. I don't know about everyone else, but they got their medicines, and I got enough money to survive.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

That's good. Some people are able to live like that where I'm from, too.

My group... not so much. It's like that saying, ah... "Beggars can't be choosers"?

[amarant]

You aren't really alone, at least, as long as you have that group.

Or as long as you're here.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Yeah. It's kind of nice.

[he leeeans back, looking up at the creepy, open "night" sky...]

Bizarre, but nice.

[amarant]

...it is.

[ Her tone's surprisingly soft. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[aw...]

So, Emblica, what's your crew like?

[amarant]

They...can be difficult, but they might not be all bad.

[ She's not quite sure yet, though. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Which ship was yours, again?

[amarant]

The Pathstone.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh yeah... [his look goes... rather flat.] Tek's on that ship.

[amarant]

Yes...you know him, then?

[ She doesn't sound particularly thrilled about knowing him either. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

He's a friend of mine. [a deep breath... frowning.] But he's also one of the most obnoxious, petty, self-centered and over-entitled people I've ever met in my life.

[amarant]

[ A small laugh echoes from inside the skull. ]

I can't say that I disagree with that.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Yeah. [and then, smirking...] He's just a monster, don't let him get to you.

[amarant]

[ It's a bit late for that. ]

I'll try.