Oh I love my Rosie child

[thebestseller]

Who: The crew of the SS Twin Roses and any visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Twin Roses
When: The end of April

['Sup, it's a ship mingle. We've lost Adawolfe, Anders and Ravi, but gained Lance, Shovel Knight, and Chuuya.

Enjoy the free pudding and make yourselves at home, newbies.]

Comments

Lance Hunter | OTA

[vouched]

[ they weren't kidding about that confetti thrown in his face. one second he was sitting on his cot on the marsiva's hospitality deck, playing tic-tac-toe with himself, and the next - he's standing somewhere else entirely and the blasted thing is everywhere! he blows his nose, and colorful bits of paper fly off in a huff. ]

Bloody hell, ever heard of a warning! [ can we say he's been magiced off to enough locations now?! goddammit! he has legs, let him use them!

once he gets the blasted confetti out of his hair - which, fortunately, isn't all that difficult - lance will proceed to explore his new surroundings. no unlocked door is safe! the armory and kitchen both get special attention from him. you bet your ass he's going to be packing heat from now on, and once he finds the real food supply, you may be lured into the kitchen by the tasty scent of stew. sorry, was he supposed to ask first? consider name labels next time. he's happy to share the finished product, though. only fair. ]

[passingthrough]

[Kitty is lured by the scent of food into the kitchen for her third new face of the day.] I don't suppose you're the new cook. [And she doesn't really suppose it because she notices he's armed. Of course now that it's unlocked they all have access to it so you never know.]

[vouched]

Here - [ he dips a spoon into the stew, picking up some of the quicker-cooking veggies covered in sauce and holds it up to her to try ] what do you think?

[ no, he is not the new cook. but he does cook. and after a week on the marsiva he needs some real food before he's off to explore the alien settlements. ]

[passingthrough]

[She takes a taste. Here's hoping he didn't get on the ship and decide to poison the crew.] Not bad. Definitely beats flavored protein gel or flakes.

[vouched]

[ not yet, at least. not unless he determines them to be his jailers in disguise. ]

That's hardly a high bar to clear. [ he takes a taste himself, and adds a little more salt. it's definitely better than better than flavored proteins, in his opinion. ]

[passingthrough]

True. It's pretty good. The asteroids are full of root vegetables. I've been stocking up. [She hoists herself onto the counter to sit, away from any of the cooking supplies.]

[vouched]

Ah, so you're the benevolent grocery goddess? Mind pointing me in the direction of the premier gathering haunts? The mushrooms in particular are rather nice.

[ really, he's surprised to find so many recognizable vegetables in space. ] Couldn't quite place the meat, though.

[passingthrough]

I'm definitely one of them. I like to spend as little time eating the provided space food as possible. [She doesn't sound at all bothered by him using the ingredients. When she has something she really wants to save for herself or Winn she keeps it in her room, but everything else is for everyone. She definitely wants to be one of the everyones, but she's not keeping score and if something runs out then it runs out.]

It's called ung. Looks kind of like a rabbit but without the fur. The meat's tough, but not bad fried. [And hopefully slow cooked in a sauce like that it will get tender?] And I can let you know where I bought things, but if you just arrived your funds will be low.

[goldenglasses]

[Sorry, Lance you're not the first to the armory. Vash is already there checking out the new weapons on board. Lance probably won't miss spotting the large, silver revolver that's already holstered on his hip.

Vash is checking out one of the semi-automatic guns at the moment. He can already tell it's not there for him, but it doesn't mean he's not curious about it. He's even started taking the one he was looking at apart. Not trusting their hosts to get it right. Even though so far everything looks fine.]

Well, hello there! You must be one of our new crew! Or are you visiting someone? [He gives an honest and happy smile as he sets what he was doing aside. Most people aren't generally comfortable at a first meeting when the other has a gun in their hands. Even if that gun was currently missing parts.]

[vouched]

[ lance misses a lot, but weapons in other people's possession is not one of them, so he certainly notices it. he also pays close attention to the way the stranger dismantles the weapon. he's done this before. ]

I must be. [ so no, he's not visiting. are you this cheerful about visitors visiting the armory? seems like a poor strategy, especially for someone who seems to know what he's doing around firearms. even if you're that good, allowing strangers to access your arms is just...stupid, to him. ]

I take it you're old crew. [ he's used to people handling weapons during first meetings, mercenary work would do that to you. but he definitely prefers it the other way. ]

[goldenglasses]

[Get ready to notice that it seems like Vash does stupid things a lot. Despite having a higher than average intelligence.] Old crew and co-captain. [Vash reaches forward to offer up a firm, but not rough handshake.] The name's Vash. Welcome aboard... Mr?

[vouched]

[ hey now vash, that's his job! well, his intelligence is more on the average side, but still. ]

Hunter. Lance Hunter. [ he gives a mock little half-hearted salute. yeah, he has no intention of following orders from anyone who hasn't earned it, sorry. ] Rather small village for multiple chiefs.

[ he just said no to one communal leadership, he's not about to accept another. things always get messy when you need a consensus to get things done. ]

[goldenglasses]

[Luckily Vash doesn't exactly take his role very seriously. He didn't exactly ask to be signed up to be captain, it more fell onto him.]

Well, you're just lucky you missed the day my ship thought it would be a great idea to run head first into another ship to make one big happy space ship. How did they become one and not into several hundred pieces, you ask?

[He shrugs.] No idea! But I can tell you that is why there's still two captains.

[vouched]

[ that sounds more like his kind of fella, what kind of maniac seeks out the excessive headache inducing pains of leadership? ]

...lucky me. [ this place just keeps getting weirder and weirder, isn't it? ] Do we have any explanation for anything? [ because that would be new and refreshing. ]

[goldenglasses]

[I know, right? Taking a nap sounds way better than leading to Vash.]

Uhhhh... ratings? Apparently dangerous and drama filled events make them go way, way up. Or at least that's what I'm told. Didn't have television where I'm from.

[therewerefifty]

[Makie finds him in the kitchen, but she's not looking specifically for him. She just wants a cup of tea. The stew smells nice, though, and she pauses at the doorway to peer at Lance with interest.]

You have confetti on the back of your collar, sir.

[Don't mind the nice Japanese lady in the kimono. She's just being helpful.]

[vouched]

[ he never minds nice ladies - it's when they stop being nice and start being murderous or lying that he takes issue with them. ]

Can't fault a zealous celebration of my arrival. [ there's an air of dryness in his tone, but it's not entirely clear whether or not he actually means it. he reaches back to try and shake it loose ] Did I get it?

[therewerefifty]

Most of it. [She's not about to pick at the collar of a complete stranger, so instead she lifts a hand to run a fingertip down the top edge of her own.] One last stubborn piece. [Shaken loose, but clinging to the end.]

I shall assume by such decoration that you've only just arrived today. Welcome to the ship.

[vouched]

Can't get anything past you.

[ he tries to get rid of that final persistent piece. oh blast it! he takes his shirt off and picks it off, before putting it back on. ]

There we are - [ there's a little self-satisfied smile as he tosses the confetti in the bin. as for what fell on the floor, well, it lives there now. ]

I take it you've been here a while.

[therewerefifty]

[...well, stripping was a little unexpected, gosh. But it's hardly an uncommon sight, so she shifts her gaze in the meantime and replies mildly enough.]

A year now. More, I think. I have to admit I lost track some time ago.

My name is Otono-Tachibana Makie. The tactical officer, according to the Atroma.

[vouched]

...do you have a nickname?

[ because he's already forgotten what she just said. ]

[briste]

[ look who finally made it to the twin roses. it doesn't take him terribly long to get to the ship once he finally said that he was on his way, and even less time to find his way to the kitchen. between already having a general idea of where to go and the food smells, it's easy enough to get there.

fitz hangs back a little at first. it suddenly occurs to him how strange it all is, to be meeting someone for the first time who he apparently has history with. he knows the idea of it and all, has talked about it before (hell, he talked about it with hunter), but now to be faced with it is something else entirely. this must be how amnesia patients feel.

it's awkward and a little uncomfortable ]

Well, it smells like I didn't miss out on the food, at least.

[vouched]

[ well done, mate! it is a bit of an odd ship, after having been merged, so there are some things to see here, at least. the garden in the cargo hold is of particular interest to lance; he's never tried to cook with kelp before, but he will figure it out.

he's aware of the presence approaching him the moment fitz's feet bring him into the hallway, but he doesn't turn. he has his gun on him, there are plenty of occupants on this ship, he's expecting fitz and the soup really could use a good stir about now. he's alert, but he doesn't let it show, not wanting to make fitz feel any unnecessary unease, should it prove to be him.

right now, the quirky scientist is all the backup he has.

when he speaks at last, hunter turns to grin at him. ]

No, you made it right before the stampede, well done. Here - [ he dips his spoon into the soup and brings it back up full of orange goodness ] try this - careful, it's hot.

[briste]

[ he will have to take a look around a little later, see what differences the merge brought about for the ship. it's not really something in the forefront of his mind right now, however. between the smell of actually good food, and this awkward situation he currently finds himself in... well the strange merged ship deserves more of his attention than he can currently give it.

fitz approaches hunter as he looks around the kitchen. honestly, that's mostly so he doesn't stare at his new acquaintance in an attempt to figure out how they might end up as friends in the future. yes, he's gotten details here and there but it's just... odd.

he leans in to first smell the soup (it smells really good) and then tentatively takes a taste of it. and then his eyes go a little wide with mild surprise ]

This is actually really good.

[ he's not surprised that the food actually tastes good, nothing like that. it's more like the fact that it's real food. yes, he's had real food since getting here but still ]

How was your time aboard the Marsiva? Were there many with you?

[ he didn't exactly spend much time there himself before getting assigned to the bishop.

it's funny. all the talking they did about shield and the like over the devices when hunter first got there, suddenly he feels like he has to work up to it now that he's actually face to face with the man ]

[vouched]

Of course it's good, I take offence to that tone.

[ he turns off the heat and covers the pot while he gets the mushroom sorted on the...wheat solid. not as good as toast, but still not half bad. ]

Dull. And - full of weirdos. There was a girl with the pinkest hair I've ever seen and an expression that's something straight out of a horror movie - a fella in full armor and I don't mean SHIELD standard issue - he's around here somewhere if you want a look - he was looking for ladders to get out of a spaceship, so I wouldn't get to attached - a suspiciously nervous kid rambling on about things that would seem crazy before I joined up and well - ended up in space - and another strange girl. It was a looong week, speaking of, don't think I've forgotten that beer you promised me.