As Grumpy As She Ever Gets

[therewerefifty]

Who: Makie
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Twin Roses, Iskaulit
When: 3rd Sept

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[Makie hardly left her room before she fell asleep in it, after Calibrations.  She shuffles out now, though, sleepy and a little unsteady, which is all the giveaway for her to realise she's overslept again.  Seems to be a habit.  She makes herself a cup of tea, checks on her belongings to make sure they don't need maintenance.  When she finds out how much time has passed from her crew, well... that's enough for her to finally leave the ship.  Even mopey depressives can feel the need to stretch their legs.

She'll visit the gardens, check on the memory tree.  And finally, she finds the swimming pool.  Because it happens to have set up shop in the place she used to go to practice in private.  Huh. 

Well, nobody can complain about her swimming now, can they?  One small problem, though...]

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I'm looking for someone to teach me how to swim.  In exchange, I offer lessons either in music or swordsmanship.

[Take your pick.  There isn't likely to be a flood here; no children to save from the water.  But she'll return to Adstring eventually, won't she?]

Have I missed anything important...?

Comments

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[stealy]

[ parker can swim - she never taught anyone much of anything, but how hard could it be? she's been learning stuff from people, it doesn't look that hard!

and swordsmanship sounds useful. as eliot would say, you never know when you have to fight with a sword. he's not here to fight whoever it is for her, and there are some weirdos on this fleet. can't hurt to learn, right? especially when it doesn't cost money! ]

how good are you?

[ oh, you mean she needs to specify which lesson she's interested in? it isn't instantly obvious which one is the more practical and enticing? ]

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[therewerefifty]

[This isn't a comical disaster in the making at all...! Makie blinks at the question and kind of assumes the swordsmanship is what's being asked about, but just in case--]

Adequate at one. Too good at the other.

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[stealy]

[ heavens, no, what could possibly go comically wrong in this scenario? ]

too good as in it gets boring?

[ that's the only way she can understand that phrase. ]

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[therewerefifty]

[Nothing at all!]

It defines my life. Those from my own home never see me as anything but a tool, at best.

[But it's definitely not boring, so that's a plus.]

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[stealy]

[ interesting. she's kind of the same, but she usually doesn't see it as a bad thing. she's a thief, what else could she be? ]

everyone's a tool, the difference is in how hard you are to use

[ yeah, boredom's the worst. ]

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[noprophecies]

I can teach you, if you like. No lessons in return necessary.

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[therewerefifty]

I appreciate it, Tempest. Though I feel a little like I'm cheating you. [Though by the warm tone she uses, it's probably not a big deal.] Unnecessary, perhaps, but still on offer.

voice;

[noprophecies]

If I thought it would cheat me, I would not offer. [there's a faint bit of humor in her voice] I am not much for instruments, and I already am familiar with a sword.

voice;

[therewerefifty]

[Mmm. She'd figured that might be the case. But she really hasn't met much int he way of swordswomen, so it's still a curious subject.]

Do you mind my asking how skilled you are?

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[noprophecies]

I am proficient? [she's so bad at describing her skill, because that requires talking about herself in any sort of positive light] I do not know any fancy tricks, but I can keep up with a skilled swordsman.

[...] I am a bit - out of practice as of late, though.

[willynilly]

Oh! I love swimming, if you need more help or just some company, I can come with you!

I don't think you missed anything too important, though... were you asleep? For how long?

[did you hear about the freaky-deaky dreams because apparently thats a thing]

[therewerefifty]

A few weeks, it seems. It feels like I've been sleeping more often than not of late. [She crashed out for a couple weeks before Calibrations, too. But eh. Makie smiles.]

I certainly wouldn't mind the company. How have you been?

[willynilly]

I'm sorry, I didn't know! I'd have come to visit you.

[More long sleeps, though... lots of people are getting those lately. It's kind of scary.]

Um, but I'm doing good! Nothing really big happening, just checking out new places, you know. Same old fleet, right?

[therewerefifty]

Mm. Everything seems so stagnant here, except for our roster. I think I've been lucky, though; nobody I would sorely miss has gone home.

[Though Kitty is asleep, too. That's a bit sad.]

I must apologise, but I'm glad to see you're still here. [She likes you. But it's kinda rude to be thankful someone didn't get to go home in the meantime.]

[willynilly]

Mm, I'm glad you're here too. It's easier when people you know are around, at least.

[rude or not, the feeling is mutual.]

Iskaulit

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor is, of course, babying the little memory tree, and he looks up when Makie comes by, lighting up in pleasure to see her ]

Milady Makie! You are awake!

[therewerefifty]

Hello, Maglor.

[It's nice that he is glad to see her, at least. She smiles faintly.] I trust you've been well.

[bythewaves]

Well enough. [ He smiles ]

Was your sleep pleasant?

[therewerefifty]

It was unnecessary. I have slept long enough of late.

[bythewaves]

There does seem to be a bit of that going around.

[ He sighs ]

James Kirk is also asleep.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash's sharp ears pick up the sound of a room door opening. He leaves the pilot seat to investigate and he is not disappointed in the slightest.]

Makie! You're awake! Good morning!

[As of course excited shouting is exactly what the quiet Japanese woman was hoping for right after waking up. Or Vash seems to think so.]

[Action]

[therewerefifty]

[Oh god it's you

Luckily by now Makie has grown used to Vash and generally rolls with his loudness; the only hint he was maybe too loud is a faint wince at the sound.]

Morning, is it...? I wasn't sure. I've slept a long time.

Hello, Vash.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash notices her wince with a chuckle and makes an attempt to keep his voice towards a normal level. She did only just wake up after all.]

Eh, it's sliding towards the afternoon. How are you feeling?

[Action]

[therewerefifty]

[Noted and appreciated. Her face shifts to a slightly warmer expression.]

A little unsteady. It's... rather telling, all things considered. How long has it been?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

You've been sleeping for almost a month now.

But, ah, you haven't been alone. Kitty has been asleep for awhile too.