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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Bloodsport Crew!
Broadcast: if applicable!
Action: yes, that!
When: during the medieval-funtime world!

[aaaaay bloodsport how u doin'. how's life around the ship? what have you already dragged back from ye olde renaissance world? what trips are you planning? what's broken and why isn't it fixed yet? who's flying this thing?

mingle, talk to your newer crewmates, go nuts.]

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[limitstorm]

[galley]

[ if you haven't seen riku around the last few days, don't worry!

you aren't the only one. since they've arrived on the planet, riku has made it his job to be mostly unseen; he's stalked around and observed all there is to observe. he has to gauge any and every threat, and it's a good thing he's hyper-vigilant, or this would be really hard. but three days afterward, riku starts to show his face around the ship again, if only slightly. a flicker of him in the galley here, a moment in the armory there.

but it's finally a day of rest, and riku looks exhausted as he flips some crumbled-minced protein in a frying pan. finally, a stovetop--he's been dying for one.

mmm, beef protein. ]

[armory]

[ the best thing that comes out of wandering around the planet is that riku has finally found tools.

so you may be walking by the armory and find that the door is open, and riku's on the floor. and riku is whittling away at a small piece of wood. he's trying to still his shaky hands, and he's halfway through carving a little orb. it's like he's cutting the figure out of the wood itself. it's definitely not done, he's shaping the underside of it now, but he looks ultimately focused, even when it's put down and he glares at his shaking hand.

his tremor is gonna be the end of him. how is he going to make a clocktower with shakiness? ]

armory; you can't keep me away from this

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[it might be when he's focused carving, or it may be when the knife is safely and strategically away from Riku's fingers--but there comes a knock on the doorframe to the armory, the pang pang pang that means Robin's here to stick his head into whatever's going on.]

[limitstorm]

[ he definitely jumps when that knock comes at the door, but he hesitates before he calls-- ]

Come in. [ thankfully, he wasn't carving--just sanding. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[well, here he is. nosy and properly pleasant.]

Hey. No exciting reveals today, just checking in on you.

[limitstorm]

You almost had me worried.

[ it's a quiet jest; he goes about, sanding again and blowing off the dust. his pants are pretty much covered in sawdust. but after a moment or two, he counters-- ]

Why do you check up on me?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I've been told that's what friends do...

[he... scratches under his chin, his expression a little exaggerated in mock-contemplation.]

Something about caring about the other's well-being? I don't know.

[limitstorm]

[ eyeroll. ]

Like I need checking up on...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Well, maybe I'm not doing it to make you feel better.

[he grins.]

So? What are you up to?

[limitstorm]

I've been bored for a while, and I found this woodworking kit down on the planet.

[ there's a hesitant smile on his face. ]

Thought I could do something productive for once.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, let me see.

[he seems curious! hangs onto the top of the doorway and leans in... maybe he can get a better look...]

[limitstorm]

... you can come in, you know.

[ what a nerd. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I know.

[he continues to hang there. lets go with one arm. hangs off the doorframe. eventually pulls himself up to stand like a normal person and walk into the room.]

[limitstorm]

[ just shaking his head...

but he holds up the little model when he's close enough. ]

Better?

kitchen!

[transferedfate]

[Ringo almost jumps when she waltzes into the kitchen and realizes that someone else is there! But she vaguely recognizes Riku. She tries to figure out what he's doing (cooking. Oh right, Robin mentioned that he liked to cook) before she waves and properly says hello]

Hey.

[... as she gets closer she examines him more carefully]

You look horrible. Are you okay?

[limitstorm]

[ he half-snorts. ]

Gee, thanks.

I'm fine. I haven't slept the last few days.

[transferedfate]

[kadlgh she shrugs like the rood that she is. don't make bad life choices and she won't call you out on it]

Why not? [she frowns a bit] I mean, you're not a kid so you can do what you want, but that's a pretty bad habit.

[limitstorm]

It's not like I don't want to sleep.

I just... can't. I'm pretty sure it's called insomnia.

[transferedfate]

Oh... Sorry. [she doesn't say it in an awkward way, just as if she feels bad now for prying]

That sucks. What do you do during all that free time?

[limitstorm]

Practice my forms and mess around with the woodworking kit I found, mostly.

[transferedfate]

And you've probably already done a ton of research into ways to fight insomnia? [she doesn't want to be ms. I'M THE LAB ASSISTANT, MUST TRY TO AT LEAST HELP WITH CREW MEMBER PROBLEMS!!! and act like she thinks she knows better than him when he's been living with it]

[limitstorm]

W-well... not really, but...

[ 'not really' aka not at all, uhh ]

[transferedfate]

Okay. [hm, she straightens up and tries to look... idk... professional?]

Then I'll look through my lab for... [and then she slouches again. she doesn't know what she's looking for] something. If I find anything, I'll let you know.

[limitstorm]

[ pfft... he laughs. ]

Okay. I wouldn't mind a little help.

[transferedfate]

Cool. [...] Sorry that I'm new at this doctor stuff. But I'll learn and get better...

Try to be a part of this crew. [She can recognize that these are good people, and she wants to help in her own awkward way]

[limitstorm]

[ there's a quiet noise of disbelief. ]

I don't care that you're new, you know? It's not a problem. Take it at your own pace, and I'll try not to get hurt or anything.

Besides, you're already a part of this crew.