Communication Tower Shenanigans

[namisan]

Who: Anyone!
Broadcast: Not...yet. Working on that part??
Action: The Comms Tower
When: In the day or two after that zuper zecret broadcazt.

[A mingle for any and all people on the ground making their way toward the comms tower, and all science and tech wizardry that happens thereafter.  For any who can't follow coordinates on land, a light rain will spring up around the tower's general area after the first handful of hours has gone past, as per this broadcast here.]

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don't mind if I do

[hollystrike]

[Don't say that out loud, man, you'll get a high heel to the side of your face :|

But yes, there he is, the great sleeping elephant. Katie does what all good cats do when faced with an exhausted person who's dead to the world: she casually climbs him, though she's a light touch about it until she can park herself on his chest right beneath his collarbone, tale swishing and front paws hitting just the right spot of tense muscle that it's bound to wake him up in annoyed discomfort soon enough.

She'll be right there, staring down at you with judgmental green eyes. Sup.]

suffer

[collegedropout]

[Oh yes, Sam's already lifting his head and shifting to look at her with tired, sleepy (and mildly annoyed) eyes. Boy, he must be tired if that's his reaction, huh? Boy, it would have been nice to get a few more winks in before certain nosy kitties didn't kneed at him. And then suddenly he turns himself sideways so she can go sliding off unceremoniously. Work them cat instincts.]

Mornin'.

[WHAT A KIND SOUL, TRULY A SWEET MAN.]

[hollystrike]

[WOW RUDE

I wasn't kneeding I was just sitting, SITTING, and now I'm sliding and wow you are so ungrateful, Winchester :|||

So enjoy the trip. She goes tumbling one way, she flicks him the other. By a matter of feet, mind, because she's conserving magic and she's not exactly that mad, but that should wake him the rest of the way up in a hurry.

Also, it'll give her a moment of not being stared at that so by the time he rights himself, she'll be standing there fully human with her hands on her hips.]

I come all this way and what do you do? I should report you for cruelty to animals.

[collegedropout]

[He has a little time trying to right himself, indeed.]

I've got to admit, it was a little worth it for the 'disappointed mom' pose.

[He grins up at her before he stands more upright.]

You have a knack for finding me.

[hollystrike]

It's because you smell.

Would you like me to act like a disappointed mom, too? [Very deliberately a mom with an American take.] You're out well after curfew, young man. I hope you have a good excuse.

[Is that a giant rent in your forehead cos seriously
How often is she gonna plug holes in that thing]

[collegedropout]

[He wrinkles his nose; how dare you, he smells great. Usually.

But they're crashed on a planet, so he's doubting himself, all things considered.]

Are cannibal aliens a good excuse?

[You know there's many, many head injuries to look forward to in the future.]

[hollystrike]

I've heard better. [Sniff.]

Is that hideous welt in your forehead the only injury you're sporting?

[collegedropout]

Wow, it's not that bad.

[DRAMA MUCH]

I'm not even seeing double anymore.

[hollystrike]

I suppose you can't be too badly off. Your deflection is on point, isn't it?

[She's gonna reach out and poke him in the forehead. Ow. But on the other hand, she's just gonna clear that up for him, okay.

At least she didn't lick his face.]

[collegedropout]

[A-ahaha. He grins apologetically, already prepared for the tell-tale sensation of his wound clearing up.]

You've got to at least admit, I'm better at not getting tossed around.

[hollystrike]

Are you really? [So amused.] All evidence to the contrary. Good thing I never believe my own eyes.

[She settles though after a moment, becoming more serious.] How is your ship? Everyone survive the crash?

[collegedropout]

We're all managing, all things considered.

Um, Zack's hurting pretty bad, but I think he's gonna pull through.

[He hasn't been back to the ship in a while, but. He hasn't heard any bad news.]

How about you?

[hollystrike]

[Who the hell is Zack

Guess she has new people to meet on the Bloodsport, huh.]

A mad pirate singer forced me to fly down here at gunpoint. It ended badly.

[collegedropout]

... I could think of a number of people smashed together who could fit that profile...

[hollystrike]

It was probably all of them at once, then. Tight fit, really.