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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[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka had been working away in the engine room, and was exiting when he ran into Looma. A grin quickly plasters across his face, genuinely happy to see her. ]

Oh, hey you! Nice to see you! Is this an actual visit?

[tough_love]

[What was that expression Pidge and her companions were so fond of? Quiznak? That sounded right- quiznak.

She'd...kind of been hoping to get a little more private exploration in before running into him directly. Oh well. She at least offers up a small, if exhausted, smile of her own. He is good company, even if his spotting her did interfere with her other reason for being on the ship.]

Of sorts. You were not at your forge. I thought it worth investigating your ship before committing to any broader search.

[Which was true enough- asking around over the network meant a higher chance of the Bishop's resident medic realizing a lot sooner that she was busy with the opposite of bed rest. And she'd just as soon postpone that annoying situation as long as possible, thanks.]

[alwayscomeback]

[He looks considerably happy about this. ]

Well, I'm glad you came looking for me, because I actually have something for you. I thought I'd hold back until you were up and about again, but I finished it while you were...yeah.

[Dead. He tries his darndest not to think about that. He gestures for her to follow him as he heads towards his room, marked with the Water Tribe symbol messily painted across the door.]

[tough_love]

Dead.

[See? There is no need to be skittish about it Sokka, she's fine with it. What she's not fine with is the lingering questions about why and how she was currently not dead.

She'll follow him all the same, and while she's still fairly under the weather, there's still a marked improvement there. At the very least, she's a lot more sure of her footing, and doesn't need any extra support moving around.]

I see the doors to many of your crew's quarters are more... decorative than normal. Is there a reason?

[She literally doesn't get art Sokka, as far as she can tell this is some weird color-coding system ok]

[alwayscomeback]

...Yeah.

[He is absolutely not comfortable with talking about that, nope! He'll just keep avoiding that as much as he can.

He looks at his door and chuckles. ]

Oh, it's something we all do. If someone wants to personalise their door a little, they can paint it with something that's important to them. Better than putting your name on it, right? This [he taps the mark on his door] is the symbol of the Water Tribe.

[tough_love]

[That is so much more unnecessary than just names, wow. But she'll keep that opinion to herself, and just listen.]

I am not familiar. I trust it is something with greater meaning where you come from?

[alwayscomeback]

[It's called expressing yourself, Looma. Come on. ]

Well, yeah. The Water Tribe are my people. It's like...having a little piece of home, you know?

[tough_love]

[She'd prefer something she could wear or handle than door markings, but she does get the thought behind it. It's one reason she'd refrain from abandoning her armor even if by some miracle she'd come across something more resilient.]

I see. Perhaps sharing more than their symbol would accomplish even more- if it does not burden you to do so.

[It's about as subtle as a brick, but hey, it's a hint all the same. For later, though- she's still not back up to 100% just yet, after all.]

But I suspect it was not your door you intended to show me.

[alwayscomeback]

Sure! I'm always down for passing on some of our Water Tribe wisdom. There's a ton of it.

[He's proud of where he's come from. Everything home might be a mess right now, but he's still proud. They're still his people.

He nods, opening the hatch and stepping inside.]

YEP! Right this way m'lady!

[tough_love]

Lady? I should take offense- that is considerably below my status.

[She's teasing, of course- Sokka and, well, everyone else has probably learned by now that she's considerably louder and angrier when she's actually offended. Plus, he'd been getting away with addressing her by name without any degree of formality for some time now regardless.

Still, she'll oblige, albeit with some of the expected difficulty. It's a hatch made for someone Sokka's size, not hers. She's got to step through at an angle just to avoid her shoulders banging into the frame, and duck her head to keep it and her helmet from doing the same.]

[alwayscomeback]

[He gets takes the teasing for what it is and chuckles. ]

Oh, deepest apologies your highness, I won't make the same mistake again.

[He even gives an extravagant bow, before rummaging around in his closet, finally emerging with a very hefty looking hammer- he can only just about lift it himself. ]

I got the first prototype of your hammer done. [While she was dead. To keep himself from going off the deep end, largely. ] It'll probably need some bugs worked out, weight ratio, how much of a force it can take given how much you can put on it, but hey, it's a start.

[tough_love]

[It's tempting to keep teasing, but her curiosity gets the better of her. She even does her best to peer around and over Sokka as he rummages about- from a respectful distance anyway, she's not without at least some manners.

Even if that might be hard to believe given how quickly she grabs up the hammer once it's offered to her. But seeing as she's positively beaming, that's probably something that could be taken as a sign of approval.]

Ooh, I will give it a proper test at once!

[In her excitement she dies come very close to doing so right there on the spot, but thankfully she does remember what her own first mate had to say on the subjet and restrains herself in time to avoid learning whether other ships repair the damage she inflicts on them.

Though her enthusiasm does go unchecked in other areas. Looma is quick to pass off the hammer to one hand in order to lean down and scoop him up off the deck with the other three in a sudden and only mildly crushing embrace. At least she remembered who she's dealing with, and the fact she's still wearing her armor- any less restraint, and being suddenly pulled in close like that could have been much more painful than it was.]

[alwayscomeback]

[He very much appreciates her not smashing a hole in his quarters. He likes them, they're where he sleeps.

He lets out a surprised yelp as he's suddenly pulled up off his feet into hug. The surprise quickly fades into a laugh though- because hey, she isn't crushing him to death. Good job, Looma! Honestly, as hugs go,
it's pretty enjoyable. Mildly terrifying- but still enjoyable.]

Cool! I'm glad you like it.