Starstruck March Mingle Madness!

[theroadwarrior]

Who: People aboard the Starstruck, visitors and crew alike.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Starstruck
When: The month of March!!

[Just your typical monthly mingle.]

Comments

[shamisens]

[ Kubo is vaguely bemused by Max's sheepishness. ]

We're all spare parts sometimes. You've just got to find the right match.

[theroadwarrior]

[Snoff. A snort and a scoff, obviously.]

Guess so.

Can at least pilot and collect cans.

[shamisens]

Why cans?

[theroadwarrior]

Food cans.

...

Can recycle them into weapons or metal scrap, too.

[DUH KUBO THEY'RE SO IMPORTANT!!!]

[shamisens]

[ Duh right back at you. ]

I don't know anything about cans, remember? I only saw one because you showed me. My world doesn't have anything like that.

[theroadwarrior]

Mm, well. Think about bladed weapons.

[You got those, okay, that's something.]

F'you have cans and a means to do it, you can make bladed weapons. They're made of malleable metal. Good for keeping things in, too. Or making bombs out of. Sometimes f'you got enough, you can flatten them into tiles for, ahm... rooftop shingles.

[Or use 'em to modify car parts...]

[shamisens]

I guess that's something I could do?

[theroadwarrior]

Recycle cans?

[He considers it, then smirks, just a little.]

Don't suppose you can control sheet metal like paper.

[shamisens]

[ He rubs his neck. ]

I've never tried.

[theroadwarrior]

Maybe you should.

There's more metal than paper, around here.

[shamisens]

[ Kubo shrugs. Paper had always been safer. Harmless. Metal seems less so. ]

I guess it can't hurt to try.

[theroadwarrior]

... Mmm, well, it probably could hurt.

But what's a little pain if you learn more.

[shamisens]

I don't think they have to go together. Pain and learning. At least . . . not all the time.

[theroadwarrior]

Not all the time.

Just most times.

[....

Max's world sucks.]

Shouldn't be that way for you here, though.

[shamisens]

It shouldn't be that way for anyone. It . . . just shouldn't.

[theroadwarrior]

[He considers for a moment.

And for once, instead of giving the answer Max expects to be truth, he relents.]

Who knows.

Maybe someday it won't be.

[For his world. He can't possibly imagine it. But if the kid wants to think it's out there, beyond reach but there, maybe that's worth something to him.]

[shamisens]

[ Kubo still struggles to untangle his life from the disastrous circumstances that took place, that changed everything. And even when he has accepted the end result, the idea that all change is so violent, so determined to rob and take at the same time was too much. ]

Someday.