A Goldstone-y Mingle!

[ahappylie]

Who: The Goldstone and You!
Broadcast: As desired
Action: SS Goldstone
When: The month of June

[A mingle post for the crew of the SS Goldstone, any visitors, and space shenanigans since we have a new Recreation room!]

Comments

Crowley | OTA

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley can be seen doing his usual weird bullshit- talking to his plants, vanishing off for long periods to end to his bar. But since the Goldstone got their shiny new communications upgrade, he can be found doing something a little more unusual- his job. He can be sat there, squinting at the screens, listening in to various things and occasionally typing in stuff. ]

You know. I thought this would be far more interesting than it actually is. Hacking is only as interesting as the information you can lift, people.

[ahappylie]

[When Crowley is sitting at his station and lamenting how boring people are, he'll suddenly feel something very warm bump into his leg - very warm and small. If he looks down, there is a small and permanently angry looking piglet staring up at him from where it has put a hoof on his foot. His usual grumpy demeanor is clouded by the fact that he looks only half awake right now.]

Buki.

[onlyanapple]

[When Crowley felt something bump into his leg, he assumed it was that damn panda again, with its misplaced affection for him. And then he looks down and it's- ]

...Pigs now? So, what are we just a zoo now? Is that's what's happening?

[ahappylie]

[Yep it's pigs now. A panda, a cat, a pig, and once upon a time a Pokemon, so yep, Crowley is right again. This sleepy pig is blinking up at him, grunting as he tries to figure out why this foot isn't as comfortable as the one he was sleeping against before. Might as well climb on up though, right? Saizou rears up on his hind legs and rests his front hooves on Crowley's pant leg. Pick him up, please.]

Buki buki...

[onlyanapple]

[Absolutely not. Crowley gives him a LOOK. He wonders why animals always gravitate towards him. What he did to deserve this fate.]

No. I'm not picking you up. Bugger off to whoever owns you.

[ahappylie]

[It's because he's surrounded by plants. He feels nurturing.

Also, because fate is a jerk and wants to be rude to Crowley at every given opportunity.

The pig blinks, suddenly realizes that this isn't in fact his owner, and is jolted wide awake. This is supremely unfortunate for Crowley because now he's going to get angry. And he's like a little pink Hulk.]

Buki buki buki!!

[He raises back and goes into full headbutt mode, trying to slam his face right into Crowley's leg.]

[onlyanapple]

[It's more likely that last one if we're gonna be honest here.

But not the tiny big is headbutting him, Crowley hisses raising his legs up on his chair in an attempt to escape its piggy wrath.]

Oi! Bugger off, you little shite!

[spacebro]

[Have a Mon-El walking by. Don't worry, it's not for security reasons, what would that even be? He's just in time to hear that.] What information are you hacking?

[onlyanapple]

[You'd expect this might be something VITALLY important. Perhaps something pertaining to all the mess they've just been though. Some vital Atroma-based recon.

But no. ]

I want to listen in on a private conversation. It looked like it was getting juicy and then they locked it.

[spacebro]

[He raises an eyebrow.] You're eavesdropping on someone? Wait, do you do that to everyone? [He's part of everyone!]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley flashes him a sharp-toothed grin. ]

I absolutely do. I have to get my kicks somewhere, there's only so much people watching I can do at the bar.

[spacebro]

So, open conversations and closed ones? I haven't said anything weird, right? [Really trying to remember.]

[onlyanapple]

Not that I think so. You like to talk to the cheery blonde girl right? I remember that much.

Mon-El | OTA

[spacebro]

[Mon-El started the month without Kara. He came clean about a secret he'd been holding in, and it didn't work out that well for him. Instead, of getting drunk and trying to have all the fun he's been pretty focused on helping out both at the Space Bar where he works and on the Goldstone. He's still not entirely sure what he should be doing to help with security and it seems pretty covered anyway, but he's here for all your helper needs. Want something heavy moved? He's your guy. Want someone to talk to? He can listen with the best of them. Want someone to carry heavy things? Well, basically he's super strong so anything related to super strength or speed is a pretty safe bet here. The point is he's around and he's looking to help and connect.]

Hey, do you need a hand with that?

action

[takingkarabusiness]

[ after a few days of going over the issue and not sleeping great and just generally being torn up over how things went down, Kara decides to pay Mon-El a visit. She would have texted or left a message to announce her coming over but she didn't want to lose steam. When she decided it was time to talk to him, she had to go talk to him.

She tries to time it when he won't have his shift at the bar, which she's been carefully avoiding, so she hopes she'll board the ship at a time when he's around. She scans the ship for him using her x-ray vision and knocks lightly on his door ]

action

[spacebro]

[Oh, sure, expose his crewmates to dangerous radiation just to find him. Mon-El hops up and heads over to his door. Part of him is sure that was Kara's knock, but he isn't really, really, really sure until he opens the door.] Kara, hey. [He's glad to see her but also nervous. Days have passed and for all he knows this could be her coming to say she's decided it's over. He's been trying to brace for it. There really isn't enough bracing in the galaxy.] Come in? I was just cleaning up. [The room will be a lot neater than usual although there are some piles of things he was organizing stacked on the floor.]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she steps in and stays standing ]

It looks good.

[ she means it, but it's also somewhat tense smalltalk. buying time to have the discussion. she takes a deep breath and starts ]

Why did you decide to tell me right then?

[spacebro]

Thanks. [Okay, right into it. He can do that.] Because I didn't want to put it off again. I wanted to be honest with you so you can know all about me, even the parts I want to leave behind.

[takingkarabusiness]

So, why didn't we talk about it earlier?

[ look she has a mission. but she's remaining calm—she hasn't come in with metaphorical swinging fists. if anything, she's a little chilly and stern ]

[spacebro]

I wanted to. I tried. I was going to tell you when Cadmus was holding both of us, but we got interrupted. And then it just kept getting harder. I didn't want to lose you being in my life, and I knew how you felt about my family. About me. ["The worst" wasn't it?]

[lord_wizard]

[As it happens, Felix is trying to move something heavy. He'd made a few purchases on the last planet and had them delivered to the Goldstone, but now that they've left the system behind, it's finally time to get all this onto a shuttle and to the Iskaulit. Somehow.

Mon-El finds Felix trying to shove a large box across the floor and he smiles warmly in response to the greeting. Funny that he can feel as chagrined as he is relieved. His progress had been maddeningly slow and he, as usual, had not bothered to ask for help.]

Ah, at my rescue yet again. Yes, I think I do.

[spacebro]

[Mon-El bends down and picks up the box as if it was full of feathers—especially fluffy, insubstantial feathers. Super strength, am I right?] No problem. Where does it go?

[lord_wizard]

[A stack of books was one thing, but this is something else entirely. Allow him to look surprised for a moment before his face and mouth can recover]

...um. The shuttle, if you please. I need to get all of this up to the library. I don't suppose you'd be agreeable enough to repeat that feat on the Iskaulit?

[spacebro]

I don't mind at all. I didn't have a lot going on.

[But he does look curious.] Is something wrong? [He wasn't expecting the look.]

[lord_wizard]

No, not at all. I just...I realized you were strong, but...well, that rather exceeded my expectations, you might say.