Twin Roses Mingle

[passingthrough]

Who: Twin Roses and those who visit!
Broadcast: Nah.
Action: Twin Roses
When: Now and also later. Maybe before if someone wants to get wild!

[It's been a long few months with a rough landing on a less-than-inviting planet. The ship is flying again, but we've lost Makie. Still, the fleet drifts onward.

Welcome to the Twin Roses, Merlan. We hope you survive the experience.]

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[passingthrough]

[Kitty is leaning against a wall just looking out through a window into space. She didn't think she'd miss this view. She usually prefers solid ground and often got lodging whenever they were on a hospitable planet. There's just something about cannibals that makes a place feel less welcoming though. But honestly everything they went through on the planet felt a little like, "oh, this again?" She's used to things being the worst. That was her normal for so much of her life. It doesn't mean she was excited to get back to it, but she dealt with it smoothly enough.

The thing that's actually bothering her right now is that Makie's gone. She was the last person who had been on the Windrose—before it became the Twin Roses—before her. And while it doesn't tell time any better than the calendar that tells her she's just two months away from her two year anniversary in the fleet it does impress upon her how long it's been and how she could get sent away just as quickly as she arrived.]

I should probably change if I'm going to brood. Bright blue is a bad brooding color.

[goldenglasses]

I don't know. I dig the blue. Just don't go red, alright? I've cornered the market on that signature color.

[Vash says with a grin to his voice and on his face as he takes up a spot along the wall to lean against.] You doing okay? [As this time it was a member of her original crew instead of his own that had parted.]

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I would never. I look weird in bright red anyway as I learned by wearing your coat while you were in a coma and running up and down the ship shouting, "peace and love."

[She gives him a little smile.]

I'm... I've had better days. I've also had a lot worse.

[goldenglasses]

[For a moment Vash looks absolutely shocked and surprised. Unable to keep from picturing that image in his head. Then he breaks into a smile and a snort.]

No way you did that. [A beat.] Right?

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[She shakes her head with a light smile.] I only removed your boots. If you woke up in less clothing than that you'll have someone else to thank for it.

[goldenglasses]

Well, you missed your big chance then and lucky for me. Once you wear the jacket you would have never wanted to take it off. [He winks as he says it. Most people would just be impressed by how many pockets for bullets there are in his coat.] And I suppose I should say sorry for passing out in mid-conversation with you.

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You know, I wasn't planning to blame you for that one. Seemed kind of unintended. I'm just glad we're both up now.

...I wish Makie were just sleeping instead of gone.

[mrfancyhat]

[There Kitty goes saying weird things again. Chuuya laughs to himself.]

A dark color is better suited for brooding. If you're looking for an opinion, I think wine red is perfect for brooding.

[If she catches his drift.]

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[It's what she does best.]

Hey, this doesn't not count as whining. I'd need more words for that. Maybe some pouting.

[mrfancyhat]

Huh?

[He was going to ask, but then decided he'd move on to the part he'll like most.]

I'm asking if you want a glass of wine!

[passingthrough]

...Oh.

Sure. Thanks. [Agreeing more out of awkwardness for getting his point wrong. Thinking he was saying she was whining by bringing up wine. Maybe she should expect fewer puns from people who aren't her.]

[mrfancyhat]

[He should be better than he is at this pun thing, but sadly he is not!

Chuuya grabs his bottle and two glasses, pouring them each a glass.]

Even if you don't agree about comment regarding the color of wine, at least having some in your system will make you happier and less of a brood.

[passingthrough]

This is your recipe for healing? Drink away the feelings? [She looks amused, but is she objecting to the wine? She is not.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash will spend a lot of time in his room pouring over a book about flower care once they're back in orbit. His geraniums and other flowers didn't exactly get his full attention while they were on the last planet and he wants to be sure they're alright.]

Do you know anything about flowers?

[Vash can also be found in the cargo area. Kicking around a red ball he's gotten before. Expertly bouncing it from knee to knee and occasionally off the walls so it easily bounce back to him. Feel free to join him in his play.

At some points during the afternoon he will even play his harmonica to pass the time.

Otherwise find him sighing in the kitchen.] Oh man, how much longer until we get to a planet with some decent donuts?

[Or start your own prompt!]

[mrfancyhat]

Flowers, huh.

[Chuuya may have an interest in flowers for various reasons, but flower care and things of that nature were things he never had much time for.]

I don't, but I do happen to know someone who was in a gardening club back in her world. I'm sure she'd be thrilled to help.

[goldenglasses]

That would be good. These guys got a little bumped during the landing. I think they're alright, but I don't really know much about gardening.

[Happens when living on a desert planet.]

I just really don't want them to die. They're very pretty. [And interestingly the red geraniums are the exact same shade of red as his coat.]

And, actually, I hear we have you to thank for making sure our suddenly landing wasn't too bumpy. Great job. Thanks.

[mrfancyhat]

I wouldn't like it if they died either. You said you wanted to meet Fie - Here's your chance. She's who to go to.

[Chuuya nods.]

You're welcome. It's what I expect crew members would do for each other.

[goldenglasses]

Really? Great! [Two birds with one stone. For now he sets the pots aside until he can speak to Fie.] Even more reason to get in touch with her soon!

And it really did help a lot with getting this ship back in the air. I know I was ready to get to flying again. Here's hoping the next place has better food. Like donuts. [A beat.] And some good wine.

[mrfancyhat]

[For a moment there Chuuya was going to complain about donuts, remembering that they only brought him visions at one point. But... bringing up wine was a nice touch indeed, and he grins.]

Yes! Hopefully it's better overall. That last one got everyone shaken up. [A long, wistful sigh.] What I wouldn't give for a hotsprings planet.

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[darksmokerising]

Merlan has been exceedingly quiet and reserved since the rather disastrous but ultimately successful venture on what she's called Cannibal Planet. Repairs were made quickly but she was still in Engineering tinkering, holed up in a certain mage's quarters, or tucked into a chair tight with a blanket and tea just thinking all of it through. Normally, she'd be exploring the ship or chatting someone up but this is...weird and something she has to get used to as Fleet crew, she imagines.

A. Sometimes quiet is the best thing for recovery. And surviving the experience down on that planet had been trying to say the least. She could have lost Khadgar and nearly had. Merlan pulled the blanket up over her knees and hugged them to her chest. Hadn't she faced worse back home? After all, she was a Hunter and it was time to face things with a smile.

A quiet smile.

She put her chin against her cheek and floated her cup of tea into the air just because she could. No restrictions, here.

B. Merlan sat in the middle of Engineering, her eyes close, her pose relaxed as she crossed her legs and listened to the hum of the engine itself as it rumbled. Was the pitch of it off? Was there something left to fix? Her expression remained puzzled as she found the correct pitch in her mind and compared the two. They were essentially fine, airborne, no issues reported. But there was always a but.

"But what?" she grumbled under her breath. "Something still seems off, mm? What am I to do about that?"

C. Wildcard. Find her curled up somewhere like a lost kitten or something. Your choice!

B

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[Kitty steps quietly into engineering and watches Merlan for a moment.] Funny place to try yoga. [Doesn't actually think she's doing yoga, but isn't sure what she is doing.]

Re: B

[darksmokerising]

I suppose it's zen enough to say that I'm listening to the engines' hum in order to figure out what I've missed. She sounds a little off, somehow.

[Merlan doesn't open her eyes as she wrinkles her nose a little bit.]

Still feels like she needs a little tweak somewhere.

[passingthrough]

Interesting. Technomancer? [Okay, it's a weird guess, but she's lived a weird life. And she's usually more about checking readings than listening for humming when she works on the engines.]

[darksmokerising]

[She thinks about it, tilting her head slightly.]

Mmm, kind of? I'm a mechanical engineer an a mage, so, I guess it's a combination of things. With this thing they stuck in our heads, I know how the engine ought to sound but I still think it could sound better.

[Merlan shrugs slightly and then shakes her head.]

Then again, I really enjoy the technology we're getting to mess around with, so I guess I could just be overthinking things.

[passingthrough]

You were a mechanical engineer and a mage back home? Where do you find the time? [She smiles a bit before walking over to a control panel to check some of the diagnostics.]

Whatever keeps us in the lack of air. I spent a lot of time getting the ship back together after the crash, but some of it was a little more down and dirty until we can get some more uncrashed parts in.