Just Keeping Swimming | March Planet Mingle

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Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on Mafik
When: The month of March



[Welcome to Mafik, the water world! Hope you brought your best swimming gear and don't have a paralyzing fear of water, because that's all that's here! So get out those wet suits and enjoy life under the sea!

In other words, it's a mingle! ]

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[kill_switch]

She watches him for a moment, then reaches out for the capsule and fishes out his clothes.

"You're just going to change on my doorstep, then?"

[universal_charm]

"Well, it's that, or if you don't mind sparring a towel so I change just inside the doorway," he shrugged with a small laugh. "It wouldn't be the first time I've had to change clothes in an odd place."

[kill_switch]

She chuckles, and holds his clothes out to him. "Least you're not bashful."

[universal_charm]

"When you live in close quarters with people for as long as I have, you get over it," he took them, tugging on a shirt that was long enough to count as modest while he wriggled out of the lower half of his suit and quickly tugged on his pants. Barefoot he stepped into the ship and laid out his suit near the entrance.

"So, how have you been?" he asked with a soft laugh now that he could devote attention to Furiosa and not stripping.

[kill_switch]

Furiosa has been in a similar situation when she was an Imperator in the Citadel, and though she doesn't talk about it, he might notice the sort of indifference when he changes. She steps back and motions him in when he's finished, leading back to the galley for some hot coffee.

"Managing. You?"

[universal_charm]

"Loving it," he said, his face splitting into a wide smile. "But then, I kind of live for this sort of thing. Exploring new worlds. Uncovering new mysteries. It's practically what I do for a living back home after all."

He followed her, now dry - his wet things left near the entrance to dry out or not depending on how long his stay was. Either way, not dragging more water into the ship if he can help it.

"Do you want me to pick you anything up from the markets they have here?" he offered, taking a seat in the galley.

[kill_switch]

"Well, at least someone is." While she's not adverse to exploring new places or finding new worlds (especially green ones), there's a definite inexperience with dealing with this much water. That someone else was clearly enjoying himself was something, at least.

"I'm always open for more scrap, firearms, or ammo. Fresh food or seeds, something we can grow here or on the Iskaulit. Just let me know what you want to trade in return." She sets up the coffee to brew and takes down a couple mugs. "This is the sort of thing you did at home, huh? How does it compare to what the Fleet's encountered, so far?"

[universal_charm]

"I can probably swing you some of that," he nodded, making mental notes of the list. He could get the food easily enough, but the firearms were probably no good considering the environment. Ammo too. Maybe she would like a knife, though? He would need to look into it next time he was around a market and selling off any treasure he got from the temples.

He leaned back in his chair, considering for a moment. "Well, it's usually a bit different. I mean, no one seems to even bat an eye at us here. Usually, when we come across a new planet, there's a touch more... surprise, shall we say? And there's more exploration, usually, and it's less of a - I don't want to call this a vacation, but that's what it feels like, doesn't it?"