Twin Roses March mingle

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Who: The Twin Rose crew and any visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the Twin Roses
When: Whenever

[The first fused mingle! Now it's a bigger party.]

Comments

Around the ship

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[She opens her door when she hears someone nearby. She was just stopping by to get more clothes. She'd been staying in an airlocked room with Winn on the planet for the last couple of days.] Anders, hi. What's this?

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Oh! Hello, Kitty.

[He flashes her as much of a smile as he can muster and holds out two bottles.]

They're healing potions, medicine if you will, but of the more cure-all variety. I made them to help treat the natives, but with the source cleared up, I've got extra even with the ones being passed out below. We're still going to have full stocks in the lab for quite a while, but I figured I could give a personal one to each crew member for whenever they might need it.

There's two for you in case you felt like giving one to Winn.

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Thanks. He'll appreciate that. [The idea of healing potions is still strange for her being all science minded but it's hardly the first time it's come up either. So she takes the bottles and depending on circumstances might even use them.]

So, they work on humans and nonhumans then?

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[Even if she never does, he'll feel better knowing she has them at the very least.]

Generally. Magic is fairly universal, bu I suppose if you ever come across someone deathly allergic to basic leaves, then it might not help them much.

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That would suck. Having trees as your greatest enemy. Leaf me alone! [Your captain is a huge nerd and she's sorry you had to see that.]

...Okay, I blame Winn for that.

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Ugh...[What comes out of Anders can only be described as a disgusted noise and his eyes flick to the ceiling as though to ask the Maker what he'd done to deserve more puns in his life.

A very small quirk up in the corner of his lips was the only tell that might give away he wasn't nearly as annoyed as he played at. Oddly enough, his absolute distaste of puns had faded a bit to minor annoyance with Justice's departure.]

Sure, blame someone who can't defend himself. Do that again and I tell Ravi you're watching your figure and to keep all desserts from you.

[Not that they had a huge dessert menu on the ship, even with their cook's more exploratory cooking, but still.]

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[Wow, such disgust. It was a terrible one, but she's still rather amused how much he seems to dislike it.]

You're the one threatening to put someone else in the middle of it when he can't defend himself. Do you really want to put Ravi in that kind of impossible position? I am a sweet-seeking missile and I don't miss.