沖田総司 Okita Souji (
ahappylie) wrote in
driftfleet2017-08-29 01:02 pm
Entry tags:
[action] not-so-secret completely off-season santa
Who: Okita vs Everyone
Broadcast: No
Action: Everywhere on the Fleet
When: During the drift
[He was asleep for so long that he had very little time on the planet. But he only needed a little time to get what he needed. Just after the drift begins and the planet is a distant spark on the horizon, he starts flitting from ship to ship and cabin to cabin to find people.
Action for Goldstone
For the members of his crew, he has a little gift for everyone. He'll be coming by crew cabins or finding people at their stations, anywhere they are, so he can deliver a little handwrapped present with a smile.
Action for the Fleet
With his main gifts given out, he'll start shuttling over to ships at random. Wonder what that noise is in the cargo bay? What about that weird banging noise in the kitchen? Well it's the Fleet's resident samurai, piglet in tow, and he's leaving little gift baskets for each ship - candy, non-perishables like dried fruit and canned goods, shower gel, a flamingo hat, random weird junk like these things, etc. Whatever he could buy down on the planet, he's stuffed into baskets and is leaving them on every ship for everyone.
Or you could find him wandering the Iskaulit with Saizou trailing behind passing out brightly colored candies. Who knows what flavors they are - maybe Floot Loops.]
Broadcast: No
Action: Everywhere on the Fleet
When: During the drift
[He was asleep for so long that he had very little time on the planet. But he only needed a little time to get what he needed. Just after the drift begins and the planet is a distant spark on the horizon, he starts flitting from ship to ship and cabin to cabin to find people.
Action for Goldstone
For the members of his crew, he has a little gift for everyone. He'll be coming by crew cabins or finding people at their stations, anywhere they are, so he can deliver a little handwrapped present with a smile.
Action for the Fleet
With his main gifts given out, he'll start shuttling over to ships at random. Wonder what that noise is in the cargo bay? What about that weird banging noise in the kitchen? Well it's the Fleet's resident samurai, piglet in tow, and he's leaving little gift baskets for each ship - candy, non-perishables like dried fruit and canned goods, shower gel, a flamingo hat, random weird junk like these things, etc. Whatever he could buy down on the planet, he's stuffed into baskets and is leaving them on every ship for everyone.
Or you could find him wandering the Iskaulit with Saizou trailing behind passing out brightly colored candies. Who knows what flavors they are - maybe Floot Loops.]

It never endeeeeed
[Saizou grunts in protest as if to say he'd never get "fat," just appropriately rotund.]
...Terrify? [That's an odd choice of words.] What exactly do you do on the field?
/fans you survived
[His shoulders shake at the little snort. It is precisely what a pig should sound like, and yet so ridiculous.]
Psychological warfare specialist. My job is to frighten the enemy so they can't fight back.
NOW I DID omg it finally ended yesterday
I do hope so. And is that a specialty in the future? We certainly didn't employ an entire person or persons to do that job for us when I was around.
YASS
I always seem to be on the edge of the future. Sometimes I go into battle directly to deal with people, mostly I stay away and advise many others on what to do. In either scenario, victory follows those who follow my advice.
\o/ Just in time for it to start again this week 8D
[He moves his hand once he realizes it's there, resting his chin in it instead, leaning his elbow on his knee.]
If victory were guaranteed for those who followed your advice, you must have been quite popular.
I hope you're sleeping well in the midst of all this!
[Mantis is back to smoothing pats down the pig's sides.]
Popular enough that an old friend found me with a brilliant idea. It was also completely stupid, but he promised a lot of carnage to follow if I joined in, and that's good enough for me.
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So did you win that one, too?
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His voice softens a little as he contemplates what to answer with.]
I don't know. I was pulled onto these ships before I could find out. Probably not well.
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[Okita stands and dusts his clothes off even though there is so little dust to be had.]
But perhaps that means the outcome can still be changed.
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It might be better if we lose. Our boss, my friend, he is far too much like his father in ways he really shouldn't be.
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We are what we learn to be.
[For better or for worse.]
Whatever the outcome though, I do hope you survive it. You're an interesting person.
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One can hope. [His voice sounds hollow, even to his own ears.] For my sake and that of others.
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Okita's smile softens at the edges with understanding.]
All we can do is keep moving forward until then, yes?
[a beat]
And eat snacks. That's why I brought all of those to your ship.
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Still, he does appreciate the understanding coming off of Okita. Knowing his worries aren't unique makes them easier to deal with.]
One foot in front of the other. [He nods.] I might keep the snacks to myself.
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Okita laughs a little and nods.]
You can call it your reward for having caught me in the act.
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[He is so keeping the basket. He hugs it to his chest.]
Maybe eating my feelings could have its benefits.
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As long as you win, hm?
[He shifts Saizou in his arms and reaches into his sleeve, producing a small drawstring bag. This he holds out to Mantis with a smile.]
A little extra to help with your feelings.
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[He takes the drawstring bag, lifting and lowering it to test the weight.]
Oh! Thank you. [A pause.] What have you hidden up your sleeve?
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Okita laughs a little and nods, motioning to the bag. If Mantis opens it, he'll find it's stuffed with small, colorful sugar candies]
Look and see.
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These are like the candies I find back home. They're made from boiled sugar, flavored and colored with certain extracts. [He lifts his mask out of the way and pops two into his mouth, giving a clear view of some of the scarring there.] Some people still make them by hand.
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[The peek under the mask makes Okita curious. He tries not to stare, but it's hard not to at least look. Masks always hide interesting or dangerous secrets and he's always been one to dig where he wasn't supposed to be.]
But these, sadly, were bought on the planet we just left. I hope they are to your liking.
Many apologies for the late reply!
Infinitely to my liking. Thank you, again. These alone are just like home.