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]

[It's probably a good thing she can roll with the punches, as the saying goes. He's not exactly communicative, even without the talking, so yes, he catches her a little off guard. But she, just props the door with her body and takes the desk -which may or may not have rammed into her a little- and guides it so it doesn't get stuck.]

Turn it a little to the left. Your left.

[mortalcoil]

[he obeys, angling the thing until it stops being caught by the doorway or hatch or anything else, and is pretty much supported by nothing but the two of them.

so, as long as she doesn't drop it on the way down to the floor, they should be in good shape.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[It's not that heavy, so luckily she can hold it. She doesn't even have a near miss! Once it's safely through the hatch, she sets it down though. No reason to tempt fate.]

There. We did it.

[c: Go team.]

[mortalcoil]

[once the desk is safely on the ground, he hops down after it into the room.

and he has apparently been quite busy setting up his space--which has mostly consisted of him filling his room with as many piles of books, scribing equipment, and cabalistic paraphernalia as he could. by the looks of it, even his cot has been packed up and moved off somewhere to save space.

and once he dusts off his hands, he gives her a nod of thanks, and starts shoving his desk toward the only empty corner of the tiny room. expecting her to just head on her way, probably.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[She honestly figures that's all she's going to get, so she starts to go, as he expects. It's kind of rude to just hover around people when they don't need anything from you. But on her way out (up?) she sort of pauses, and sticks her head back in, holding the hatch open.]

Oh um, my name's Syeira. I'm new here, and I like to help. Keeps me busy. So if you've ever a need, let me know. I mean, I see you're kind of out of space here, so if you need to sleep, you can borrow my cot instead of the floor if you want. I don't get much sleep so, yeah.

[The eloquent Bard.]

It was nice meeting you, friend.

[She'll just...go back up now.]