the most red fish mingle that ever was

[blindoptimism]

Who: Crew of the Red Fish and visiting friends.
Broadcast: Possibly? Possibly not?
Action: Aboard the lovely Red Fish.
When: General late March/Early April catch all!

[This week the stalwart passengers on the SS Redfish loose one of their own! The dashing "tailor" is no where to be found, but in his place a mysterious bearded stranger has appeared? What could possibly happen??

Find out on today's episode of... DRIFT FLEET - RED FISH EDITION]

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[child_of_bhaal]

[Sadly, he isn't wrong. Death surrounds her, proceeds and follows in her wake. She may not like it, but she can't deny it.]

I try to help people.

[It's clear, certain, sincere. Because that's what she does. She tries to help.]

[theboogieman]

[oh... okay.

he punches her in the arm.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[She was not expecting that. At all. And getting punched in a chain shirt hurts ok. When he hits her arm, there's a pretty, almost serene, but random chiming sound.]

Ow! Hey! The hell was that for?

[She instinctively holds her arm with the opposite hand over the spot he punched, and now she takes a step back. Because if he's going to beat on her, she's going to need room to fight back.]

[theboogieman]

[he... doesn't seem to be in a fighting stance. in fact, he drops his arm, reaches for one of the long rifles hanging on the wall, and turns to... leave?

there might be a smirk on his face, but it's hard to tell under all the makeup.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[Oh so that's how it's going to be, huh? She's highly tempted to do something back, like use a Sound Burst on him or Charm. But no. She's better than that.

Instead, she crosses her arms, to avoid the temptation to strike back.]

Tell me your name.

[Oops all the courteous questions seem to be gone.]

[theboogieman]

[and that is very good of her. it keeps an actual conflict from starting. Zhas can't actually like someone until they're a little mad at him for something; it's much more comfortable that way.

he glances back over his shoulder on his way out:]

Zhas. Huntsman to the Red Queen, slayer of those who should return to their graves.

[yeah okay that's definitely a smirk under the face paint.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[He's laughing at her for something, that much is clear. She's not exactly sure what. But she's here for however long it takes to find the way out, and as far as she can tell, it's a small ship. She's spent time with ruder people and liked them just fine. So that's what she's decided. She's going to turn the other cheek, so to speak.]

Good to meet you, Zhas.

[For all anyone could tell, she means it, because she damn well intends to mean it.]

[theboogieman]

[all these people insist on being nice to him and he's never going to understand it--but at least she's proven she'll get mad when she should, and that she's not some dangerous thing ready to snap at a moment's notice.

so he nods in acknowledgement, whether or not it's good to meet her back, and continues walking off to do whatever it was he was going to do before he got distracted by his new crewmate.]