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driftfleet2017-12-22 02:47 pm
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.]
-------
[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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They always think they're being cute. I think we operate on different definitions.
[......hnn. The irritation fades into a thoughtful smile.] I need to find something for him to eat. Maybe take him out to stretch his wings.
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I'd appreciate the help, though.
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[Lookit them getting on for the sake of the kids.]
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I think at least he's not a picky eater. That'll help.
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Biri's not a chocobo but is is a particularly dumb-looking bird. Cloud ruffles his feathers again, affectionately.] Whatever. First thing is to see what he'll tolerate, I guess.
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I think he's like us and prefers his meat cooked. [Nami has a suspicion if they asked Biri to hunt for himself he'd just pick some grass and not hurt a flea.] But yeah.
...I should take him down on planet while we've got the chance. [She reaches forward to ruffle his feathers herself, speaking idly.] You wanna come?
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Maybe even resembles a certain bird a little bit] Oh- yeah, sure. ["sure" he says] You'll need help wrangling him if he decides to charge off anyhow, right?
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Right. I don't have much experience in wrangling, gotta say. You're always welcome.
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[That he likes, anyway.]
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Hey, Biri, we're going for a walk. You comin' or what? [get up lazybones]
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Think you've made a friend. [Maybe it's the hair. Grin.]
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thank you nami]