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[whereivebeen]

Who: The intrepid crew of the SS Paisley!
Broadcast: anything could happen, I guess?
Action: Anywhere on the ship
When: From the shuffle through the end of the month

[ Well the ship could only stay empty but for her captain for so long. And I'm sure the audience is just DYING to know what happens when these older folks show up and find their ship is captained by a 17-year-old with an attitude problem.

Let the games begin... ]

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everywhere. all the time. forever.

[invigorates]

[ the first thing lioriley does once shuffled onto the paisley is investigate. she speeds around the tiny ship looking for anyone else that may be on board - pokes her head into every room to see what is inside of it, and is generally far too excitable for everyone else on this ship. sure, it sucks being stuck in space on a reality tv show (still weird); and even if the augment in her skull tells her what mostly everything is... she's still fascinated by it all. if she sees anyone else around, she'll likely just start talking to them. HI.

her fascination with the ship does not seem to dwindle as the days go by either, though she does far less investigating and spends more time in the medical bay to see what that's all about. why do you people have stuff that just kind of covers up your wounds instead of actually treating them? that's stupid.

ps. she also doesn't sleep. so that's kinda weird i guess. ]

[respired]

[Koltira's interested in the medical bay, too. Specifically, he wonders if it's equipped to handle his particular body.

Without seeming to notice the other woman's presence, Koltira takes Byfrost from his back. With careful deliberation, he runs his hand along one of the runeblade's wickedly curved edges, cutting open his hand. As blood wells from the wound, he starts rummaging for a medical kit. He makes no sound, makes no indication that he's done anything unusual at all.]

[invigorates]

[ it all happens so fast that lioriley doesn't even have time to think properly. she hears - sees him, too - koltira enter the medical bay, opens her mouth to greet him and then... he does that. ]

Wh-- What are you doing?!

[respired]

Testing.

[His gaze keeps ranging around the room, in search of something he can use.]

I need one of the kits.

[invigorates]

One of the-- [ she hesitates for only a moment before quickly darting across the room, grabbing one of the first aid kits and yanking it open. ]

This will do little, in the long term, ser. I could heal you properly, if you would prefer. [ please say yes you're bleeding all over stuff. ]

[dadlife]

[knock knock on the medbay door.]

[it's been a while since he's surfaced from his room enough to be spoken to, so it might be a surprise when lior looks up to find that joel is standing there of his own will.

[... alright maybe he's a little forced, judging by the uh. bloody hand. someone had a knife-sharpening incident. 20 years of survival instinct doesn't always account for little accidents.]

[invigorates]

[ when lioriley opens the door, she is greeted - and shocked - by two things: 1) joel is there, of his own volition (kind of), and 2) he's bleeding. why does everyone end up with wounds on their hands, by the way? he didn't do this on purpose like koltira did, she hopes. ]

Oh! [ she immediately reaches out for his wounded hand, gripping at the wrist as she tries to usher him inside while simultaneously checking the cut. ] What happened?

[dadlife]

Just a little accident--

[oh god pulling and touching alright okay okay calm down joel]

It's not too deep, but all the med kits are in here.

[invigorates]

[ dealwithit.gif. ]

I can heal you well enough without a medical kit. They do little so far as proper healing goes, [ she glances up at him, ] Unless you would truly prefer that I did not.

wee hours of the morning between the kitchen and his office

[dadlife]

[joel doesn't sleep very well no matter what, but being away from home and his family is making this so much worse. if you're up at a strange hour of the morning, you could catch him going to the kitchen to get a drink of water. he sleeps this shitty all the time.]

i was ordered to tag this on pain of death :'(

[invigorates]

[ and lioriley just flat out doesn't sleep. though after a few days on the ship she's tempted to try anyway for lack of anything else to do. she's already wandered through the ship at least two dozen times, poked and prodded at everything in the medical bay and read what few bits of reading material exist on the paisley.

for the first time in god knows how long, she is legitimately bored. she's tempted to bring up the network, to see if there's anyone around that might answer a few questions - but then she hears it: footsteps in the distance. one of her crewmates is awake. but don't they need to sleep? everyone settled down not too long ago...

clearly that means she has to investigate. the dark elf pushes herself from her seat upon the floor of her medical bay, peering out into the hallway and then slowly making her way toward the kitchen. where she sees joel who... she's fairly certain hasn't left his room in days. ]

Joel. [ hi. ]

why are you telling me that i'm the one who ordered you to

[dadlife]

[he tenses when he hears her voice, just... in the middle of drinking this water. he sets the glass down, watching her and taking a slow breath before nodding.]

Lioriley.

[he sounds like he doesn't want to do this. why. i just left for two seconds.]

telling everyone else that looks at this that youre a horrible monster

[invigorates]

[ because if she doesn't get at least five minutes of human interaction she will shrivel up and die. also, supersonic elf hearing. ]

I had not expected you to be up so soon. Did you have trouble sleeping? [ she doesn't move from her spot on the doorway just yet, dark eyes flitting over to the glass on the counter, then back to joel.]

[respired]

[Koltira doesn't sleep, so he's always up. Particularly now, when there are so many rooms to look into and then immediately leave. He's found nothing of interest anywhere as yet, so he just keeps wandering, wandering -- until he bumps into Joel, pouring himself that water.]

Ah.

[dadlife]

[oh boy. guess who caught half a glimpse of you earlier and has pointedly avoided you ever since????? why are there so many ELVES ON THIS SHIP]

... [joel gives a sort of grunt in response to that sound when he looks up. he takes a drink of that water, but doesn't... walk away. there's an air of intimidation coming effortlessly off of him, but that says nothing as to whether or not a powerful elf like koltira would actually take it seriously.]

anytime before the end of the month

[whereivebeen]

[ Of course, right after the shuffle, everything went to hell.

Okay, maybe that's not fair. If she was going to bond with someone, at least it was Jorge (aka Manolo), not someone she couldn't stand. But she was not expecting that, and it's thrown her mood off, especially since she can sort of feel how unrelentingly PLEASANT he is most of the time.

She's planetside a lot of the time, but when she's on the ship, you're most likely to find her in the kitchen, the cockpit/control room/whatever you call that on a spaceship practicing flying the ship (she's not half bad), or on the shuttle.

This shuttle is her home now. Knock before entering and ask nicely if you want her to fly you anywhere. Or offer her something she wants, that'd work too. If you could save up for a solid battleaxe instead of the mediocre sword she managed to get her hands on, she'd fly you anywhere you want to go for the next month, no questions asked.

She doesn't sleep a lot, and she sleeps at weird times and in weird places. Finding her sprawled in the pilot's chair of the control room or under the table in the kitchen sound asleep is not unheard of. Gotta grab sleep when you can get it, right? That's how the Barnams do it, anyway... ]

[dadlife]

[yeah uh. knock knock.]

[whereivebeen]

[ Knocking is good and polite!

Congrats, you get a sleepy but increasingly alert angel with a bit of a rat's nest in her hair, wearing only a sports bra up top. ]

Yeah, need me?

[dadlife]

[put on clothes little girl]

Mind if I hitch a ride down planetside? Need some fresh air and a bit 'o work.

[invigorates]

[ wow she's pretty sure laying on the floor under the table is not conducive to healthy sleep patterns. it's also odd and mildly alarming when one enters the kitchen and sees a foot sticking out from under the table like lioriley totally just did. ]

Ah - Are you alright? [ she kneels down immediately, thinking maybe tay fell or something? who knows. ]

[whereivebeen]

[ Tay cracks an eye open and eyes Lior suspiciously ]

There a 'mergency?

[invigorates]

[ oops. ]

No, I... I had thought that perhaps you were hurt. Were you sleeping...?

[respired]

[The kitchen doesn't have anything of interest for Koltira, but he occasionally checks the cabinets, as though hoping a bottle of top shelf vodka will appear there if he stares long enough.

It's during one of these hopeful visits that he spots Tay, curled up like a shrimp on the floor, using the small table as a canopy.

He lifts an eyebrow.]

Girl.

[whereivebeen]

[ Tay opens one eye and wrinkles her nose at the weird elf person. ]

Whu.

[respired]

You have no bed?