April System Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]

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Pavel Chekov | OTA

[candothat]

[Working]

[Pavel starts exploring the various asteroids and cities in the Corbius system with the intention of having a good time. Within a day, however, he finds himself bussing tables in a nice Tellurian restaurant because he's not as good at being unoccupied as he thought he was. Would you like a refill? Another napkin?

In the interest of staying busy and experiencing more than just the fancy eateries of Telluria, Chekov finds other ways to make a few credits. Picking bioluminescent plants, raking sand gardens, selling shirts at a concert venue--he's everywhere! Good luck not running into him.]

[Shopping]

[All of those hard-earned credits have to go somewhere! Pavel largely ignores the clothes that the system has to offer since the ship-provided jumpsuits are perfectly fine (someone dress him, please), but he's quite eager to stock up on the vodka and root vegetables that are so abundant in the system. Hopefully everyone on the Tourist likes beets and potatoes.]

[Wildcard]

[It's a big asteroid belt and Chekov is easily talked into doing just about anything, no matter how inadvisable that anything is!]

Working

[proweird]

[ Elena happens to be working in the same nice Tellurian restaurant as a waitress. She and Chekov have been passing each other all day, but it's been far too busy for them to stop and have a proper conversation. It's the end of the night and Elena is just starting her closing duties. She smiles at Chekov as he starts his. ]

Crazy night, wasn't it?

[candothat]

[Chekov had noticed Elena earlier in the day--he knew a version of her in MarinaNova and she has the same face as his first girlfriend-in-another-universe, it would have been hard to not notice her--but the opportunity to say hello hadn't presented itself until this moment. He smiles back, perfectly happy to split his attention between closing and talking.]

It was, yes. I had no idea that the food service industry was so full of action.

[proweird]

So this is your first time working in a restaurant? [ She starts filling up the salt shakers ] I've had a little experience with it. Nothing exactly like this though.

[candothat]

It is. I'm accustomed to working in a... er, much different environment. [He smiles.] You mean to say that you never worked in a restaurant inside of an asteroid in a system that is no-one-knows-how-many light years from Earth? I find that difficult to believe.

shopping

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara is out and about and she spots him! She waves before she calls out ]

Pavel!

That is... a truly excessive amount of potatoes. Can I help you carry anything?

[candothat]

[He smiles, but waving is out of the question.]

Kara, hello. No thank you. [A glance down at the potatoes. There are probably... sixty? Eighty? A perfectly reasonable number!] Do you really think that this is excessive?

[takingkarabusiness]

Oh, come on. Let me help. I'm pretty strong for a girl.

[ wink ]

I think it is the right amount of potatoes for bringing on the spaceship for future nourishment.

[candothat]

You're pretty strong for anyone, but no, I need to carry them if I want to justify not working out later.

You say that as though you think that I intend to share. [A beat] Which I do.

Shopping

[passingthrough]

[Pavel, while you were busy getting potatoes, Kitty was busy buying this and wearing it out. She smiles when she spots him.] I have never seen so many tubers so well we carried.

[candothat]

[Thanks for dressing all sexy when you're busy being someone else's girlfriend, Kitty.]

I'm talented, I know. This is practice for when I buy the chocolate that I owe you.

[passingthrough]

[Hey, she can't help being sexy. That's built in!]

Oh, that was the best possible answer. You're good, Pavel.

[candothat]

[It's still rude.]

You are full of compliments today. Am I being exceptionally good or are you feeling exceptionally generous?

Shopping.

[ecclesiophobic]

Glad to see I'm not the only one who stocks up on alcohol when we're somewhere new.

[The observation comes from behind Chekov, soft enough not to carry and with a noticeably German accent. For once, Kurt is standing on the ground like a normal human--well, mostly. As much as he can with feet like his.] I feel like a bit of a lush sometimes.

[candothat]

[Chekov, three bottles of vodka and a full bag of beets in hand, turns to see who's talking to him. Being addressed surprises him more than the look of the fellow who's doing the addressing.] Stocking up is sensible, particularly in systems with decent vodka.

[A head tilt.] Is your name Kurt, by any chance?

[ecclesiophobic]

Especially when you don't feel like drinking at either of the bars.

[Kurt nods, one corner of his mouth jerking upward in a crooked smile.] I see my reputation precedes me. Should I be afraid for my life now? [He doesn't seem too concerned; nearly everyone in the Fleet who recognizes his name heard it from Kitty.]

[candothat]

And also when you don't want to pay to drink at either of the bars. This is more economical.

You should be more afraid for your reputation. [He smiles.] I'm joking, Kitty said nothing incriminating about you. I have never met anyone from her world before.

[working!]

[thebarkside]

[ jade is at the concert venue mostly because she's never actually seen a concert before. the experience was underwhelming, and she figures part of it is good enough, which is why she's wandering out halfway through and pausing at the merch table.

chekov's face is familiar - she's sure he's from the marsiva - but she can't place him exactly just yet. so she considers the shirts, before picking one up and holding it out. might as well help him out with business, right? ]

Hey! Do you have anything just like this, but kind of way smaller?

[ it could easily fit two of her. ]

[candothat]

[The appeal of concerts is largely lost on Chekov, too. The music is so loud, which it has to be to be heard over the louder fans. Ugh. Sounds fine from the lobby though!

He knows that Jade is with the fleet, so she gets a slightly brighter smile than the average concert-goer.]

I can see. A moment, please. [He disappears under the table. There's a bit of shuffling and scraping before he reemerges with a smaller size and offers it to her.] Like this? Although I think that the one you have could be useful. You never know when you may need to have a shirt that doubles as a tent.

[thebarkside]

[ she cracks up, visibly pleased when he hands her the shirt. she'll hold it against herself, before handing the credits over. ]

I might as well get a tent-shirt, huh. They cost enough to merit dual utility.

[ but she's not sniping at him - she knows he isn't the one setting the price, and if she was really bothered, she just wouldn't buy one. ]

[candothat]

[He accepts the credits with a thank you and doesn't bother taking the jab personally.]

Are they so expensive? I spent twice that on a drink. [A thoughtful head tilt.] Which, now that I say it, was likely a mistake on my part.

Working

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ He has, of course, seen Chekov around, but he doesn't want to interrupt the other's hard work and distract him. That was what he told himself at first, but after a while he was beginning to crow bored without a partner in crime so to speak and Chekov looked to be working to damn hard and not enjoying himself on a planet, which was unacceptable. Kirk's priorities had some odd skews, that was for sure.

But either way it had him slapping down a wad of bills at his little desk selling shirts of whatever for some low-end concert. ]</sub>

There. I just bought all your stock. Now come on, we're blowing this popsicle stand.

[candothat]

[Chekov likes working. It makes him feel useful, keeps him from thinking too much, and funds his personal quest to make sure the Tourist is stocked with food that doesn't come in the form of a protein gel. These things are very important to him.]

My salary is based on the number of hours that I work, not the number of shirts that I sell. [Note that he isn't refusing to come along.] Is there something that you need me for?

[universal_charm]

_{[ Sometimes you have to live outside of work Chekov. There is a saying about it even - all work and no play makes for a very dull boy. Or something like that. And they do have food that is not gel! You just sometimes have to work for it and cook it. ]}

I want to go on an adventure. I can't do that without one of my crew, now can I?

[candothat]

[He does not! His life outside of work involves a lot of hangups that he still hasn't talked to Kirk about and he likes avoiding those, thank you. ...And wait, is he being called dull here? Rude.]

I would advise against it, generally. [He's locking down the shirt stand, clearly ready to follow Kirk. As dutiful as he may be, Pavel can't very well say no to adventure.] What adventure are you thinking of?