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]

Were they clean?

[catamite]

It's hard for elves to catch anything...

[rubbing the back of his neck self-consciously]

And the shots help.

[aberrant_type]

[Kindly, still]

Well, there must be some kind of medication around here we can use if you've caught anything.

[catamite]

I'm clean.

[definitely beginning to sound a little bit defensive now]

[aberrant_type]

[She claps him on the shoulder.]

Just in case, little guy. Let me know if you start feeling uncomfortable, okay?

[catamite]

[he gives a slight nod. clearly having no fun.]

[aberrant_type]

[Well, that's just too bad, because it's not over yet.]

Your eyes looked inflamed, kiddo. You want some drops? I think that might help.

[catamite]

It's probably allergies.

[which is his default answer. not thinking about the utter lack of most allergens here.]

[aberrant_type]

Why don't I put some drops in there anyhow? And I think you should get some more water in you.

[catamite]

Okay...

[maybe if he just lets her do what she wants, this will be over sooner rather than later]

[aberrant_type]

[Wise little Nel. I'm sure that line of thinking has served him well in a lot of situations. She is just going to put some drops in his eyes. Hydration! Hydration!]

All right, we're finished.

[catamite]

[yeah, he's good at it. settling into docility until it's over is a well-honed skill]

...Like finished, finished?

[aberrant_type]

Mmhm. [She reaches out and squeezes his shoulder, withdraws without lingering.]

Take care of yourself, okay?

[catamite]

Yeah... I will....

[he's hesitant about sliding off the table, like he's waiting for her to add something onto the exam. feathers still ruffled.

...he also has to think about how to get back out of the ship.]

[aberrant_type]

[Hange is a hero, so she'll walk him out. She lets him be, though. Poor little guy, she feels sorry for him.]