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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[fantachetic]

[ Dorian is on his way to the kitchen, book in hand when he passes Eithan's room. The door is open, so that's practically an open invitation to lean up against the wall and listen. He doesn't interrupt, but offers applause when he finishes. ]

I wasn't aware we had our own personal bard.

[deviances]

[ Yep, open invitation! Eithan almost never minds company, honestly. And he grins at the applause, a little bit embarrassed by the unexpected audience, but he does give a sort of theatrical bow~ As well as one can manage while sitting, anyway. ]

Heh, may as well! Can't say I've written any songs about the fleet yet, but I bet I could come up with somethin'.

[fantachetic]

There's bound to be plenty of inspiration aboard the ship. Some of us were born to be muses.

[ Like yours truly. Dorian moves into the room a bit more. ] Have you been here long?

[deviances]

[ Oh Dorian... jdskal

Eithan sets the guitar aside, shakes his head. ]

Yeah, too long. Little over a year now. [ He sighs, shrugs a shoulder. ] Though some have been here longer, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much. [ Hah. ] And you're new, right?

[fantachetic]

I've been hearing that we could be kept here for years. It's not a particularly hopeful scenario.

[ He can't help himself, he's investigating Eithan's room.]

Only new in the sense that I've recently arrived.

[deviances]

Yeah, you heard right. I'm not lookin' forward to seein' just how long they feel like keepin' me, if I'm honest.

[ Investigate away~ Eithan apparently doesn't mind. It's pretty standard, for the most part. The only things that really stand out are the stuffed-full bookshelf (and there are still a few more books on the desk and floor), and his desk. There are some crystals sitting there, in various sizes, shapes, and colors - a small number of the are even glowing with magic. ]

Heh. Well, welcome to the madness. [ Have a sweeping gesture~ and a bit of a smirk. ] Who knows what'll happen next - or whenever, really.

[fantachetic]

[ Well, he certainly can't help the siren call of books, now can he? They're far more interesting than the crystals, even the glowing ones. For the time being, anyway. ]

Yes, I rather got the theme of spontaneity since arriving. It can also be said for anything in life, really. Who expects to see something quite like that, after all.

[deviances]

[ Quite few of those are fiction, from various worlds. (He's been here a while, after all.) The rest are reference books - about magic, about planets, crystals and structure, some more supernatural things... Yeah. He's inherited a lot of stuff. Whoops. ]

True enough. Life in general doesn't really give one much breathin' room either. [ Shrug. ]

[fantachetic]

[ He knows who he's going to for reading material next. ]

No, it rather does not. [ A pause, where he turns to face the guy whose room he's invading to give a small bow of greeting. ] Where are my manners? Dorian of House Pavus.

[deviances]

[ To be fair, it's hardly invading when the invade-ee doesn't mind~

A proper house introduction, though -- it's pretty automatic the way Eithan slips into his own noble habits, straightening his posture just a bit, so he can return the bow - as well as one does while sitting. ]

Eithan - first son of the Paine family. Not that we're from the same world, I'm willin' to bet, but still. Pleasure to meet you.

[fantachetic]

The pleasure is mine, all the same.

[ Ah look, boys who can't ignore those hoity-toity manners they grew up with. Dorian enjoys the flair, though. So there's that.. ]