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

[onlyanapple]

Oh no, there's lots of other things to do before we go crazy, in my experience.

[catamite]

...Like drink?

[nodding toward the bottle]

[onlyanapple]

[He puts a hand protectively around aforementioned bottle.]

If you're that way inclined.

[catamite]

[he nods, so sad and pathetic...]

Yeah, that kind of thing would make this all easier...

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley ain't buying it.]

Well, lucky for you, we're in a place where it's all free and abundant.

[catamite]

[he's like a sad, sober puppy]

It's not, though. It's really hard to find...

[onlyanapple]

[No he hates puppies, don't look at him with that tone.]

Well, that's a shame, some of us used our hard earned money getting our booze.

[His resolve is crumbling a little.]

[catamite]

[but Crowley it's just so tragic...]

I had to buy important things. And now I don't have any money to buy anything else with...

[he has other things he can trade, but that's a different matter]

[onlyanapple]

[Nooo.]

Alcohol is an important thing. You got your priorities messed up.

[He takes a drink, then sighs, pushing the bottle to one side, it still has most of the contents still inside.]

Whatever, it tastes like lighter fluid anyway.

[catamite]

[he was going to comment on the priorities thing, but stops short when... Crowley sets the bottle down and nudges it aside.

his eyes widen.]

I... can have some?

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley waves a hand dismissively.]

Yeah yeah, don't make a big deal out of it.

[catamite]

[Crowley you are now marked as a target for life.]

Wow, thank you.

[leaning over to briefly sidle up against his shoulder in just the most charming way he possibly can... before returning to his space and taking a big, grateful drink from the bottle. because he has a problem.]

[onlyanapple]

[He is a fool.]

Whatever, I didn't want it anyway. [Can't let people know he CARES now, or anything.]

[catamite]

You sure?

[he takes another drink and then tips the bottle back toward the demon]

We could share...

[aaand here comes the demure smile again]

[onlyanapple]

I don't share anything.

[Unless it's with Aziraphale, but that doesn't count.]

[catamite]

Are you afraid of germs?

[he somehow even makes that sound vaguely flirty. and he downs another drink.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley grimaces.]

No, I just don't share as a matter of principle. Demon thing.

[catamite]

[he's just going to pretend that he knows what a demon is and that it makes total sense]

But sharing is great! It's a good way to make friends, too.

[taking another hit from the bottle, and only coughing a little, like he isn't some tiny girly-looking guy]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley doesn't believe it for a second.]

I don't make friends, either.

[catamite]

...But you are right now.

[hate to break it to you, demon]

[onlyanapple]

It's not sharing if I'm already done with it.

[Little lies we tell ourselves.]

[catamite]

I meant the making friends part.

[surprise!]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley lets out a low groan.]

No.

[catamite]

Aw, c'mon.

[still smiling, and he does the cute nudge-with-his-shoulder thing again.]

[onlyanapple]

[Ugh no, no more adorableness, it's not okay.]

You stop that.