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

[theboogieman]

[he makes a small noise, disgruntled, already typing his next response.]

i don't like people either

[proteusmoon]

[ She thinks his response is kind of funny, but she doesn't outright laugh at least. ]

No wonder you're so unhappy. You can't get away from them here.

[theboogieman]

you count.

[grump grump grump.]

[proteusmoon]

[ What a big baby. ]

So do you.

[theboogieman]

[he kicks her leg. not very hard, but enough to convey he really doesn't like the way she's carrying on.]

[proteusmoon]

[ As soon as he does, one hand shoots out to grab him by the ankle, communicator more or less forgotten in her lap. Her grip isn't anything he couldn't just pull free from and with her stature, it's easy to mistake her for physically a pushover. However, there's a hint of hidden steely strength in her fingers and while she doesn't say anything just yet, the shine to her blue eyes holds a bit of subtle challenge.

Don't start something you don't intend to finish.

She has no idea what he's capable of, honestly, and it's entirely possible — maybe even probable — that he could wipe the floor with her, but she does her utmost not to look wary, showing off just a little bit. ]

[theboogieman]

[there's a second where he's--surprised, presumably, since most people don't do that.

but he's quick to wrench his leg out of her grip and try to kick her again. he aims for her ribs this time, and kicks much harder.]

[proteusmoon]

[ She deflects the kick with her forearm, even though she misjudged the power behind the kick a little and it hurts more than it should, but she's quick to attempt a counter, swinging out with her other hand in hopes of slamming her fist against the side of his knee. Her intention isn't really to cause him any injury so much as stun him with unpleasant, mild pain. ]

[theboogieman]

[ow. he winces a little--maybe more from disbelief than anything else. he instantly slows, drawing his leg back, but it's not a good kind of slow. it's predatory and calculating. it's the kind of motion you see in lions about to pounce.

he's got the same look she did--challenging. is she really going to start something?]

[proteusmoon]

[ Cecil turns her body to face him more when she sees him transforming from guarded, borderline apathy to something much more quietly fierce, her muscles coiling up like springs in her body as she readies herself for an attack. She has her next move already planned out in her head and she's begun to tap into her magical powers as she prepares to do a quick casting of a spell, but she holds back on it for now and simply meets his gaze with firm resolve. She's not going to back down, but nor is she going to seriously attack him over nothing. ]

[theboogieman]

[he waits. seconds tick by while he weighs his options. nothing would make him happier than beating her into submission, but it would come with too many... complications.

his hiss is short and sharp and irritated while he stands and, very abruptly, walks away from her. he's going back into his ship. he doesn't want to deal with this.]