One Fish, Two Fish, Blue Fish Mingle

[heroofcocoon]

Who: The crew of the SS Blue Fish and friends
Broadcast: Not necessarily?
Action: On the lovely Blue Fish
When: Month of October

[With the tragedy of Lyuku and the entire Eyuzi system behind the Fleet, the crew of the Blue Fish and their friends are now settling into a new routine while they drift along in the relative safety of space.

As one of the few ships that didn't suffer a loss of crew during their little excursion, the crew can safely go about their duties, unless something attacks that is.]

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Riona Cousland | OTA

[bryces_pup]

A. Broadcast - Video

[Hello Blue Fish! Your new first mate sends out a broadcast to the crew early on in the month, after they've left Lyuku (and while she's still bedridden).]

Hello everyone. Riona here. Now that we're drifting and we're all more or less stuck on the ship, I wanted to address a few things.

Firstly, I'm glad everyone made it back in one piece from the planet. Which might sound slightly hypocritical, seeing as I'm bedridden thanks to my own misadventures, but I technically came back in one piece and alive, so close enough.

Next, ship finances. As you may have noticed, we keep actual food stocked in the refrigerator and pantry. No gel monstrosities in this kitchen. However, food can be a little expensive, especially when you're feeding a lot of people. In the past, everyone contributed a small amount of credits each month to an account designated solely for the ship. That money was used for ship maintenance and repair, and also food for everyone. With how many of us are now on the ship, I think it's time to reinstate that. I'm maintaining the finances, so I'll handle collecting and maintaining the account. We'd be asking for [Insert a small contribution amount that hopefully wouldn't break the bank for anyone.] If anyone has difficulty contributing, you can speak with me about it. I'll hold off reinstating it until next month, since a lot of you are still new and probably don't have much in the way of credits yet. This isn't a requirement and I'm not gonna kick down your door for the money, but just remember it goes towards something that benefits us all. And you don't have to eat gel.

With that said, you may have also noticed the freezers we have tucked away behind the kitchen. Those are meat freezers. Yes, actual meat. Right now, though, our stores are a little... low. I would avoid using meat if necessary until it can be restocked. [She smiles wryly.] You don't want to be on the ship if that stock runs out. [No one wants to see Sokka go through meat withdrawal.]

And lastly, door art! Feel free to paint or decorate the doors to your room as you see fit. It's a bit of a long standing tradition on the ship, and it helps break up all this monotonous, monochrome metal.

If anyone has any questions, feel free to message me. I'm stuck in my room, so also feel free to visit if you'd like.


B. Action

[As stated in her broadcast, Riona's bedridden for most of the drifting week. Towards the middle of the month, though, she'll start slowly walking around and be seen around the ship. Her arm's in a sling, still broken, but her back wound is healing and making it easier to walk.

Still, she moves gingerly and not all that fast. She spends most of her time either in the kitchen making food - and always offering whatever she's making - or on the bridge, piloting the ship to... well, wherever the Atroma feels like taking them.]

Video;

[alwayscomeback]

Me without meat is not a pretty sight.

[He lets out a dramatic sigh. ]

I really hope the next star-system has food on it. A market, something to hunt, anything. It's been months.

Video;

[bryces_pup]

No, no it is not.

[She aims to spare the crew from that.]

As do I. We'll need to keep an eye out. Maybe if we can find one with a sizable selection, we can have a big group meal.

Video;

[alwayscomeback]

[She is a good first mate. ]

That'd be great. Especially now we have a good sized crew again. The Blue Fish feels less of a ghost ship these days.

[bryces_pup]

It does, doesn't it? Feels alive and something like a home. I... miss our old crew, but we can't mourn that forever, can we?

[alwayscomeback]

We can't. We'd end up being the most miserable ship in the Fleet and that's just not us. We have to keep hold of our Best Ship status and we need a crew for that.

[bryces_pup]

And we certainly won't stand to lose that status. We fought so hard for it!

[alwayscomeback]

We did!! I'm not about to lose that for anything.

A ish?

[pickingupgoodvibrations]

[Shay hears the broadcast, of course, but rather than responding through video, chooses to visit Riona. She has been kind and friendly to Shay, and the rock girl can imagine she must be bored and perhaps lonely being alone in her room.

She knocks lightly on the door to announce herself before pushing it open just slightly, not wanting to enter without invitation.]

Riona? Could I come in?

[bryces_pup]

[Shay's greeted with a happy bark, followed by human laughter.]

That would be a yes. Please come in. And sorry about the mess.

[There are a few plates and glasses scattered about, along with some clothes. Riona hasn't been up for cleaning yet, sadly.]

[pickingupgoodvibrations]

[She pushes the door open further, smiling fondly at Riona and closing the door behind her.]

It is understandable. You look as though you are feeling well, though. I am glad.

[She pulls up a chair and sits down, glancing down as it creaks a bit worryingly beneath her very solid body.]

[bryces_pup]

[Kiter wags his tail, sitting in front of Shay in the hope he'll get some head scratches.

Riona sits up a little straighter, smiling back as she tries to at least straighten up all the crap on her bed.]

I'm getting there. Pain is lessening, though I still can't quite use my arm. [Broken bones suck.] How about you?

A;;

[fantachetic]

How long-standing is this tradition? Not that I disparage the idea, it does make this place seem less like a prison.

[bryces_pup]

Well, let's see. They were doing it when I first arrive, which is going on two years. So at least that long, probably longer.

[fantachetic]

Any suggestions for those not artistically inclined?

[bryces_pup]

I suppose you could always hang something? Collect art pieces? Write a manifesto? Glitter? [Please don't glitter bomb your door, Dorian.]

[fantachetic]

Now there are some ideas.

[bryces_pup]

I do try. [A pause.] Just no genitalia. I appreciate a fine dick or pair of breasts myself, but you know. There are young ones in the fleet. And people have to walk by your door.

[fantachetic]

Perish the thought! I may be a man of fine tastes, but I'm certainly no artist. I will endeavor to leave that particular portrayal to the ones with talent.

a;

[selfhelp]

I don't mind contributing as long as I've got the funds. I'm still getting used to this place, so you'll probably know better ways to use it, anyway.

[bryces_pup]

If money becomes an issue, it can be worked around. I won't pinch your every credit. It's mostly just to spare us all from the gel, and for emergency repairs. [Sadly, they've had to tap into the account in the past for those. Maker willing, they won't have to again.]

[selfhelp]

Makes sense. We're not kids, we're roommates. Everybody's gotta pay rent.

[is rent a thing where she's from? well, at least it's a simple concept.]

[bryces_pup]

[Nope, it's not.]

Rent?

[selfhelp]

[oh. uh.]

Payment for room and board? "Innkeeper, ten gold coins for your finest lodgings!" Only month-to-month, because you live there now.

[bryces_pup]

Oh, so paying for board then, but... permanently? Hm, odd. [Head tilt] Why not just have your own home then? Build one somewhere? Though I understand that can be a little difficult, but it surely beats having to pay someone every month just for a place to live.

[Medieval fantasy background and privilege speaking, here.]