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!]

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a!

[catamite]

[being elven, Nel is kind of naturally a sneaky walker. so he manages to catch a good bit of the guy throwing punches in front of the machine, while he tries to figure out why he's doing that.

he finally clears his throat when he's got a guess.]

Um... actually, you play by starting the game, and then you push the buttons and stuff...

[just trying to be helpful]

[broroona]

[It's less helpful and more embarrassing. Pride saves him somewhat-helps him straighten his back and clear his throat, lift his head high. He's careful, of course, not once turning around to expose his embarrassment, steeling his voice so there's no waver of insecurity. If not for the hesitation in pressing the buttons directed, he would have exuded confidence. As it is, nearly his entire image is shattered the instant the button triggers an announcer shouting the title of the game. Startled, Baroona pulls away with a near-yelp. Luckily, he catches himself and chokes it down, though his cheeks still burn in embarrassment. Keeping his face turned away from the stranger, he coughs again, grumbling:]

... I knew that.

[catamite]

[he just stands there awkwardly and watches--until he's caught quietly cupping a hand over his mouth to keep a surprised laugh from leaving his throat. it would be terrible to laugh right now.

he's left not really knowing what to do, but he should probably do something... so he just kind of blurts out--]

--Do you want to play?

[broroona]

[Surprise is clear as he turns and blinks at the question. Opening his mouth to speak, he pauses and reconsiders before sighing and shifting to the side on the machine. Keeping his eyes low, he grumbles:] ... You'll have to teach me.

[catamite]

Well... I don't really know either.

[shyly scooting up beside him, and then turning and tilting his head a little to finally see the guy's face. and offer a defensive smile.]

So, I guess we're going to learn together.

[broroona]

[When put like that, Baroona seems relieved. Tension seeps from his shoulders and he hesitates before briefly meeting the stranger's face. Spreading his fingers across his set of buttons, he smiles thinly.]

Sounds even better.

[Text flashes on the screen and interrupts what touching moment they might have had. Baroona has to squint and lean forward to read it and even then it takes him a fair minute to parse the text.] It's telling us to press start? [He presses a button experimentally.] Which one's start?

[catamite]

[Nel doesn't do much better in the reading department. a large part of it is the fact that he doesn't even try, but the results are the same.]

Oh! [he knows this part, though.] Start is always the big red one.

[which he then mashes down on]