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Who: Paisley crew & visitors
Broadcast: Only when specified
Action: Paisley!
When: Whenever!

It's been a while, so ship mingle for the Paisley!

Residents of the Paisley can potentially be affected by the glitches described here.

Comments

[stefanged]

[Headtilt. She worked in her dad's.... restaurant...

Note to future self: ask her dad just what the hell he was thinking.]

Only if you're sure. It can get pretty boring out here, but I never want you doing anything because you "have to." That's not how we roll on the Paisley.

[continuousgroaning]

I'm sure. [She sounds firm about that.] I wouldn't really feel right if I didn't contribute in some way. It just wouldn't seem... fair to the rest of you, I guess.

[stefanged]

In that case... welcome aboard.

[Stefan relaxes, his smile growing more genuine. While he'll keep an eye, just in case, he won't object to her doing her duty either.]

Kirito and I keep meat and diary in the freezer in the cargo bay. If you ever need more, just tell me and I'll stock up on extra.

[continuousgroaning]

[And Tina relaxes, as well- from her expression and her body language, it's obvious that a lot of her nervousness has dissipated.]

Okay, good to know. And thank you... I feel like I lucked out and got the best crew in the Fleet.

[stefanged]

[He leans in, all conspiratorial-like:] You wanna know a secret? I feel that way about each and every one of you.

So even if you just wanna hang out, you know where to find me.

[continuousgroaning]

[Tina flushes a little at that.]

Okay. I promise I won't hide any more. I'm... I'm glad to feel like I'm part of the crew here. Making friends. I thought it would be hard without my siblings around, but as long as I have confidence in myself, I can do it.

[stefanged]

Exactly. You've got us now, so don't hesitate to call on any of us if you need or want to hang out.

[Note to future self: also make sure Theon's never alone with Tina. That could potentially turn messy.]

So... help me pick out a tin and we'll see what it smells like?

[continuousgroaning]

I must be the luckiest girl in the Fleet.

[She nods, squinting at the crate.]

Let's do this.

[stefanged]

You got it.

[He laughs, reaching into the crate and pulling out the first candle he finds. Whatever it is, it certainly won't smell great – but if it's the price to pay for befriending a new crewmates, he'd do it all over again. /scene?]