Tim Drake (
detectivewonder) wrote in
driftfleet2015-03-30 02:33 pm
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First Breath Mingle!
Who: The First Breath and Visitors!
Broadcast: None!
Action: On the First Breath!
When: Shuffle Day, in the evening!
[Two of the shuttles have been away, on the planet, and it's late on the day of the latest Shuffle when they dock back up, a solid half the crew re-embarking after a planetary visit to find their little aloof and uncomfortable family has expanded yet again. Tim comes to the bridge right away to double-check all ship's systems, just on general principles, but he invites anyone he sees along the way to come with him.]
Hey. Welcome aboard.
Broadcast: None!
Action: On the First Breath!
When: Shuffle Day, in the evening!
[Two of the shuttles have been away, on the planet, and it's late on the day of the latest Shuffle when they dock back up, a solid half the crew re-embarking after a planetary visit to find their little aloof and uncomfortable family has expanded yet again. Tim comes to the bridge right away to double-check all ship's systems, just on general principles, but he invites anyone he sees along the way to come with him.]
Hey. Welcome aboard.

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Entire point of cozy... is to be close. So it matters, because... that's the plan.
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[He says it insincerely, glowers briefly, and follows. All right. Cozy is fine. A little... It isn't usually his thing. But fine. Chances are at some point tonight one of them will laugh at his reactions, but he doesn't mind that. And he does want to spend the time with them. He's distracted, until they have everything laid in place and set up.]
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[ ...which would probably just be a more solid whack with the pillow, honestly. This is not the time or the space for anything more earnest, and she's certainly not in the mood for it, but seriously, Tim. You're overreacting.
Steph drops her blankets in the center of the designated cuddlepile area, arranges them into a nest, and sits down cross-legged in the middle of it. She's left room for Cass to snuggle up close to her if she wants. Tim too, on the other side, though she knows he won't. ]
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No hitting. Save that for morning. Waking up and training... is good bonding exercise.
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[Tim flops down on his side a cautious, calculated six inches away, close, but far enough away to look over and study them, enough to be sure any touch is deliberate, but easy enough to be casual.]
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Fine, no hitting tonight. I make no promises about stealing all your blankets in your sleep.
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You'll give them, if she's cold.
[Better do it, Drake.]
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That's what we're here for, Captain. [ Helping and teasing are like the same thing, right? ]
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And it only gets better when making fun of Tim becomes a thing.]
Can't even... give up control in space, huh?
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[he flails a little, then flops over on his back, still looking their way.]
Anyway, me being in charge means you don't have to ask permission before crashing here.
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I didn't say I wasn't enjoying the perks of you being captain. I doubt anyone else would let me bring friends home like stray cats. [ And keep them FOREVER. Or until Cass wants to go back to her own ship, anyway. ]
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Stray bat.
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Bird brain.
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Bats aren't as cuddly. As a rule.