blameless mingle

[beathach]

Who: Blameless crew and visitors!
Broadcast: if you want
Action: Blameless
When: All of February

[it's a mingle! And of course, there's an activated device which may or may not be causing hijinks]

Comments

[nowyouseeit]

[for all the time Kaito had been the Blameless's pilot, he had yet to sneak into the labs to watch Hank work. but today, his happy skipping around the ship takes him right past the open door, and curiosity gets the best of him]

[he pokes his head in and gives Hank a happy little wave]

Hard at work, huh? I think that earns you a high five.

[FINGER GUNS!! someone plz stop him]

[beathach]

[Hank glances up and smiles in greeting, and even returns the little wave once he puts his pen down. Though the comment gets him laughing]

I'm always hard at work. I think this is the first time I've earned a high five because of it.

[nowyouseeit]

[stuffs his hands into his pockets and strolls into the lab, a skip in his step]

Really? That's a shame. You'd think people would be more willing to go around and give hard workers high fives, huh?

[why. . . though. . . Kaito?? what is that logic???]

[beathach]

[that is not logic at all sir, what sort of logic are you working with here. Hank grins, and makes a gesture to one of the few chairs he keeps in there for visitors]

I get high fives from my students sometimes? Does that count?

[nowyouseeit]

[the logic of being too happy about giving out high fives. plops into that chair and slumps into it comfortably]

I guess so. A high five is a high five; no use getting all particular about 'em.

[beathach]

That's true, I guess.

[highfives are a new thing, okay, he doesn't get them all the time, let alone understand the particulars about them]

What brings you in here? Surely it isn't just for a high five.

[nowyouseeit]

[he shrugs, because he really doesn't have much of an answer]

And if I said it was just for a high five?

[it wasn't]

Honesty, I was just taking a look around. I had a pretty good lunch and wanted to brag about it, heh.

[beathach]

A pretty good lunch, huh?

[well surely he must have ate somewhere else and not on the ship] What'd you have?

[nowyouseeit]

Chicken teriyaki protein cubes!

[has anyone ever said those words in a more cheerful manner all at once? what the fuck]

[beathach]

[he can't help but chuckle a bit]

I find it very hard to believe they were that good.

[nowyouseeit]

Do you? Honesty, I sorta felt the same way for a while. But if you turn your thinking around and try'n look at things from a positive light, the whole word turns on its head!

[why is he being so weird]

[beathach]

[even with as weird as Hank is being, what with his own good mood, he's totally picking up on this weirdness, too]

And that works on a crappy ship food?

[he has DOUBTS]