Nami (
mikangirl) wrote in
driftfleet2017-12-22 02:47 pm
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Take Your Tradition and Shove It
Who: Nami and you
Broadcast: Yep
Action: Bloodsport / Space Bar, Iskaulit
When: Now-ish
[Nami sleeps in an hour past the start of her shift at the Space Bar because the Atroma have always had such excellent timing. When she finally blinks awake, all icy sweat and teary-eyed, she spends a good few minutes slowly convincing herself it was just a bad dream, not actual, y'know, memories, which is a pretense that lasts all the way until she sits up and catches sight of herself in the mirror.
Welp.
There's no definites, on either side. That's something to think about. She checks the time and date on her comm, realises she's only lost an extra half day, and pings the bar staff on duty to let them know she's running late. She can have her depressing existential crisis later. Runs through the shower and skids out into the cargo bay with her hair still damp and her backpack over her shoulder and--
And--????
There's a giant thing staggering around in here with yellow feathers sticking out awkwardly from the most godawful wrapping paper she's ever seen--]
[Indignant Video]
Hey! [This here's a redhead with a lot more hair this morning, looking pissed.] Who the hell left the giant bird in our cargo bay? You can't just wrap a living creature in that much--
KWAAA!?
[She breaks off, startled, to glance over her shoulder at the crackling sound and sudden rumbling of something heading this way.It's a wildebeest herd And then has just enough time for a shriek before the comm goes flying , which means maybe all you get after that is a blur of yellow feathers and pink flamingo wrapping paper that's on fire (who giftwrapped the electric bird seriously) and a whole lot of joyful bird sounds who just ran over his favourite navigator sort of accidentally, but that's Biri for you. JFC, bird.
Muffled and in the distance, after a few moments--]
...never mind. I'm gonna be later.
[She recognises him now the wrapping paper has kind of burnt to ash, that's for sure. Ow.]
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[She will eventually get to the Space Bar with all due apologies, so you can catch up with her there. Or order a drink. She's in a better mood than when she woke up, at least. Giant idiot birds will do that to you. Even if they singe your hair a little at the same time.]
Broadcast: Yep
Action: Bloodsport / Space Bar, Iskaulit
When: Now-ish
[Nami sleeps in an hour past the start of her shift at the Space Bar because the Atroma have always had such excellent timing. When she finally blinks awake, all icy sweat and teary-eyed, she spends a good few minutes slowly convincing herself it was just a bad dream, not actual, y'know, memories, which is a pretense that lasts all the way until she sits up and catches sight of herself in the mirror.
Welp.
There's no definites, on either side. That's something to think about. She checks the time and date on her comm, realises she's only lost an extra half day, and pings the bar staff on duty to let them know she's running late. She can have her depressing existential crisis later. Runs through the shower and skids out into the cargo bay with her hair still damp and her backpack over her shoulder and--
And--????
There's a giant thing staggering around in here with yellow feathers sticking out awkwardly from the most godawful wrapping paper she's ever seen--]
[Indignant Video]
Hey! [This here's a redhead with a lot more hair this morning, looking pissed.] Who the hell left the giant bird in our cargo bay? You can't just wrap a living creature in that much--
KWAAA!?
[She breaks off, startled, to glance over her shoulder at the crackling sound and sudden rumbling of something heading this way.
Muffled and in the distance, after a few moments--]
...never mind. I'm gonna be later.
[She recognises him now the wrapping paper has kind of burnt to ash, that's for sure. Ow.]
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[She will eventually get to the Space Bar with all due apologies, so you can catch up with her there. Or order a drink. She's in a better mood than when she woke up, at least. Giant idiot birds will do that to you. Even if they singe your hair a little at the same time.]

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Nami? Are you okay?
[The doors open just in time for her to see her captain getting body slammed by a giant chicken and something on fire not too far away.
She makes her way to the scene, avoiding the bird and captain, to start stamping out the flaming paper.]
Tell me if you need help.
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I'm okay. Uh...I know this bird. I guess he knew me even with the paper on his head. I don't know why he's here, though.
[...is one of her hair locks on fire it's totally singed wow Biri. He gives her a joyful look and practically tries to fall on her and she shoves him with a foot this time, sending him sliding. Weird.]
...smaller, too.
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Well, people have been receiving things from their home recently...
[She can't help but give them both an amused sympathetic look.]
That's a definite possibility if nothing else.
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I didn't know it was live animals. A giant flying duck, stuck on a spaceship? That's cruel. [She'll have to take him down on planet every chance they get. Only-- she tugs at his feathers gently, frown deepening as she stands up to measure heights. He comes up to her shoulder. Definitely way smaller.]
They shrank him, too. What a bunch of assholes.
[But her tugging turns into some gentle ruffling of those feathers and settling them down again. It is good to see him again. Only good memory of those islands, you big dumb bird.]
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It might be, but I hope it wasn't their intention. [Even if it was, who can say? The singer tentatively reaches out her hand to the bird, glancing at Nami for guidance because... right.]
Look at it this way, if he was bigger, it would be even more difficult for him and you.
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And--] Point. I don't think he can carry people anymore, from the looks. [Probably brief trips in a pinch, but... well, he could carry Takeshi. Bonus of being a kid.]
Maybe he's only here for a little while. I hope the next place we fetch up has a lot of healthy blue sky.
Ah-- this is Biri. [Watch that head perk up at his name. But he's watching Kaname cheerfully enough. He sees that hand.]
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[With a glance to Nami, she nods.]
A little iffy about this planet, huh?
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Oh, right. We're still here, aren't we. The fluffy place?
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Yes, we are. Do you think the snow would be taking too much of a chance with him?
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[He seems like a good bird, and being stuck up here when he doesn't have to be isn't fair.]
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[Kaname nods, already thinking of things.] I think he and Freyja would do well for each other.
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[That kwaa!! almost sounded outraged. He's not stupid, he's just... dramatic okay.]
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What do you think, Biri? You up for the rest of this bunch?
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Think that's a yes.
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[...come to think of it, she has no idea how much time has passed for him. Maybe he only saw her yesterday, who knows. If that's the case, he'd definitely be happiest here.]
He was... sort of created by a mad scientist. They weren't very nice to him.
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[Biri makes a small scoffing sound as if to say of course it didn't. And leans into the ruffling. Kaname might get something akin to static shock occasionally, but nothing more serious.]
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Was he the only one who wasn't affected?
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I hope so, anyway.
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[And maybe Kanane's taken one too many zaps at this point.
Even if her tone is amused.]
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[Okay, that's enough sparking from the bird. She withdraws her hand and shakes it a little, to get normal feeling back.]
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