First post! Shuffle action.

[slightlysaggy]

Who: The crew of the Huntress
Action: Bulma arrives on the Huntress
When: Whichever IC day the shuffle happened on!
Warning: I guess for a middle aged lady in her underwear

[ While Bulma hadn't exactly been thrilled about being whisked away to some random spaceship in a remote galaxy, she is been enjoying her brief stay aboard the Marsiva. At least a little. She's finally gotten comfortable with her surroundings, so it's starting to feel almost like a little mini-vacation.

But, when the shuffle finally takes her by surprise, she's just lounging on her bunk in her underwear, with clothes in hand, considering finally getting dressed for the day. Because of her position on the bunk, she's not able to get her legs under her in time when she's suddenly on the deck of the SS Huntress, and she tumbles onto her backside. Then the confetti goes off, leaving her on the floor, in a pile of tattered paper, looking completely bewildered. ]

W-what the Hell? What happened?!

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[slightlysaggy]

[ Wow, not even a helping hand or anything! Bulma scoffs at his laughter. She's not even that bothered that she isn't fully clothed (since who hasn't seen her in her underwear?), but it's more his reaction. ]

Hn. Fine. Nice to see at least someone's enjoying this.

[ She'll get to her feet on her own, and start shoving her dress back on. ]

[airily]

[ He blinks, obviously surprised for a moment, before he shakes his head and moves forward. He's about to offer a hand - really, he is - but then she's up and moving, getting herself ready before he has a chance to pretend that he's gentlemanly. ]

Sorry. I didn't think you could see me.

[ It's something he's still getting used to - half the fleet have natural resonance and the other half are completely blind. ]

I'm guessing you're new?

[slightlysaggy]

What tipped you off?

[ Yeah, she's still miffed, but it could've been so much worse. Though, once she's dressed and smoothing her skirt out, she seems a little more amicable. ]

Hang on though, why did you think I could see you?

[ She turns her attention back to him and inches closer, aiming to poke him in the arm to see if he's really there. ]

[airily]

The glare kinda gave it away.

[ But he's grinning, aw, look at her, all mad and stuff. It's refreshing. ]

I'm something called a seraph. Most humans can't see my kind. [ But woah - heck - ] Hey!

[slightlysaggy]

Sorry, I thought you were going to say you're a ghost or something.

[ She pulls back, smiling a bit sheepishly. ]

A Seraph? Is that like an Angel?

[airily]

Nah. We're way better than ghosts.

[ Being shirtless does give the free-to-touch vibe, but Zaveid just smirks. ]

I can be an angel if you want.

[slightlysaggy]

[ She didn't have much of an opinion on ghosts in the first place, so she's not 100% sure about that either way. She does manage a laugh at his angel comment though. ]

Trust me, if you knew about Angels where I'm from, I don't think you'd be making that offer.

[ Though if constantly catering to a disproportionately grumpy cat man sounded like his idea of a good time... ]

[airily]

[ Not exactly, but he does cater to his own grumpy animal man... ]

Aww... I'm sure seraphs are way better than those jerks, then!

[slightlysaggy]

Well, tell me what a Seraph is exactly, and I'll be the judge!

[ And she'll just quietly thank their lucky stars that the angel in question can't hear them. ]

[airily]

I guess we're kinda like spirits... We all have an element we're attuned to. I'm wind, but there's earth, water and fire, too.

[slightlysaggy]

Spirits, hm? That sounds interesting. But I guess that means my ghost guess wasn't totally wrong either!

[ She smiles triumphantly, though she's mostly joking. ]

What does a wind spirit do? I guess being a regular old human is what makes it sound pretty important to me.

[airily]

I guess, but we're not really dead...

[ You know... ]

What do other spirits do? I can do things with the wind, use wind based magic... Y'know...