Red Fish Mingle! They promise they cleaned the blood up from the last time they had visitors.

[girlverine]

Who: Red fist Fish Crew and anyone visiting them!
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Definitely!
When: Drift Week! But really any time end of August/Beginning of September.

As the fleet sets out on another drift through space, come and hang out with the Red Fish!

Comments

[girlverine]

A - Wandering

[Laura hated when the fleet was drifting. She hated feeling trapped inside the ship, she hated knowing if she wanted to go anywhere she needed to borrow a shuttle, and she hated the constant feeling of being surrounded by metal.]

[All that frustration tended to make her restless, so...she wandered. A lot. And didn't really sleep much. Is it three AM? There's a good chance the captain was wandering the ship again, just pacing from one end to the other, or trying to work out in the cargo bay then...back to pacing.]

[She's sorry if she wakes someone up, at least...]

B - Slugs

[When she finally stopped wandering she could often be found in the cargo bay, sitting on the floor with one of her slugs perched in her hand or on her shoulder. They calmed her down, really. And she needed that. Come be calm with her.]

C - Trying to captain

[She still wasn't really sure entirely how to BE captain, but, well, she was doing her best. And part of it meant knowing how the crew was, right? So. She tended to try and figure that out. Sometimes she asked? Mostly she watched. A lot. It was probably creepy. So, did she ask, or is she staring again?]

[Feel free to tell her to stop.]

D - Wildcard

[Come at me Laura can be anywhere really.]

b;;

[postocular]

[ Carl's been pretty MIA this month, spending more time on the Bishop than his own ship. With his dad in one of those comas, he can't really let the situation lie until he wakes up. The anxiety that he's not is definitely getting the better of him. So he spends most days sitting at his bedside.

When he runs into Laura, he's on his way back to the ship to try and sleep. The last place he expects to see her is in the cargo bay. ]

Hey, Captain. You uh. Have something on your shoulder.

[girlverine]

I know.

[She was already looking over at Carl as he approached, what with those creepy senses of hers. The slug just shifts a bit on her shoulder but otherwise doesn't seem to care he's there.]

How is your father?

[postocular]

Still the same. It feels like it's been too long.

[ He approaches and joins her on the floor. ]

[girlverine]

[Laura wasn't particularly good at giving false reassurances, but she felt like she was supposed to say something.]

Maybe he will wake up soon.

[And then she lifted the slug off her shoulder and offered it to him.]

A

[maledictus_semper]

[For the second time that night Ardyn heard footsteps close to his quarters. They were coming from outside in the corridor and it was irritating him to no end. He was tired and grumpy from not being able to shake the footsteps from his mind. Time to get up.

He walked from his bunk to investigate.]

Do you always take midnight strolls with the intention of waking your crew?

[Ardyn wondered what was bothering the woman.]

[girlverine]

[Laura paused before he started speaking, and was already turning to face him when he did, benefits of enhanced senses it seemed. She frowned, faintly, at that question, her eyes narrowed just a tad, before she nodded her head.]

Sorry.

[She finally said.]

I did not mean to wake anyone.

[maledictus_semper]

[She wasn't the only one with enhanced senses. He, himself, had the powers of the daemons within him along with an enhanced chip with telepathy powers installed. He was a kind of mutant himself.]

Do not apologise, my dear. We all have our inner daemons that keep us awake at night. Literally.

[Not revealing anything at all, Ardyn.]

Would you like to talk about it?

[girlverine]

[Laura never really wanted to talk about anything, but she'd started to learn it was probably a good thing to do anyway. She didn't answer at first, just thinking it over for what felt like a long time but probably wasn't.]

I just don't like being trapped on the ship.

[maledictus_semper]

Oh, I completely understand your feelings on that one. We are prisoners no matter how our esteemed captors sugar-coat everything. To be able to spread our wings and fly, exploring our landscapes around us.....should be our natural right. Not to be stuck within the confines of metal walls with only the hum of an engine to keep us company.

[Sorry about this guy. He likes to spout poetic sentences.]

[girlverine]

[Well that was...more than she had expected, really. And very fancy. And flowery. She understood it, but she wasn't really sure what the point of it was.]

Yes.

[Well, at least she agreed?]

But I do not think they care.

[maledictus_semper]

[This guys is fancy and flowery but not in the way you'd think.]

Alas, they do not, yet we can care. All of us living together in these cramped spaces, fighting for air and freedom. Enough of us can overwhelm them. How many of these Atroma are there? Nobody knows.

[He hoped there were more of them than there were of the Atroma at least.]

Ardyn Izunia.

[He offered her a curt bow. Even in the middle of the night Ardyn's manners always stayed with him.]

[girlverine]

Laura.

[She already knew his name, what with the stalking she tended to do of the crew, but she'd been keeping to herself too much lately. She didn't comment on attacking the Atroma because she'd thought about it a lot, and could never come up with any ideas that didn't get everyone killed. She was a little too frontal-assault oriented.]

[Hm.]

Do you need anything?

[She was captain she was supposed to ask that right?]

[maledictus_semper]

[The captain of the ship. Ah, she must have such responsibility for everyone. Ardyn wondered what it would be like if he became captain. Perhaps one day...]

There are many things I crave and want, yet most are quite impossible here. My world back, my Magitek troopers beside me, a room with a comfy bed and view over the Altissian cityscape. None of those can be achieved unfortunately. As for needs closer to home, I would like some plumper pillows? Would that be too much to ask?

[This guy has come from an Empire, fuelled by greed and power and he was used to luxury.]

[girlverine]

[Hm.]

Maybe.

[It probably was. Although not while they were drifting.]

You did not buy anything at the last world?

[postocular]

Here's hoping. Whoever said it gets easier is full of shit.

[ Carl takes the offered slug, letting it crawl up his arm. ]

This is weird. Not bad, just.. weird.

[girlverine]

[Eleanor watched him as the slug moved around his arm. It was fuzzy, blue and green, and not particularly messy or slimy. It headed for his shoulder to perch they.]

It should relax you. They relax most people.

[postocular]

[ He lets the slug move how it wants and gives his mood a thought. ]

I think it's working? You said 'most people'. What happens with the others?

[girlverine]

It made a few people very angry.

[Laura had not seen that, only heard about it.]

That's what I was told anyway. They could not stand the slugs.

[postocular]

How could something so cool make someone angry?

[ Just look at this brightly-colored doofus just chilling. How can you hate it? ]

[girlverine]

[Laura completely agreed, albeit not quite in that language. She smiled, faintly, at that comment though.]

I think they were allergic to whatever it is the slugs do to calm people down.

It was not their fault.

[Did she mean the slugs, or the people? Hard to say.]

[postocular]

Their loss.

[girlverine]

[And that made her smile wider.]

Yes, it is.

[She stood up then, and turned to the two tanks, opening the 'dry' tank and reaching in. After a moment, she drew her hand back with a smaller, orange slug resting on the back of it, and then shut the tank and turned to sit back down.]

They are a great help when we are...between places.

[postocular]

[ It is pretty hard, not having access to fresh air or outdoors. Oppressing to be stuck behind steel walls in the vacuum of space. He can see how these calming slugs could help with that, even temporarily. ]

Is this what you do with your free time? [ Not that he's judging, he just doesn't see her around much. ]