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thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2018-01-27 06:29 pm
February System Mingle
Who: EVERYONE!!!
Broadcast: Possibly
Action: The Shinda BR-10 System
When: The fleet will be in this system from 1/26 to 2/23
Welcome to the Shinda system! There are three explorable planets here - Duotera, Ebrion, and Philias - each with its own current temperature state. Get out there and see the sights - but do please prepare for the extreme weather as necessary!
→ More system info is here!
Broadcast: Possibly
Action: The Shinda BR-10 System
When: The fleet will be in this system from 1/26 to 2/23
Welcome to the Shinda system! There are three explorable planets here - Duotera, Ebrion, and Philias - each with its own current temperature state. Get out there and see the sights - but do please prepare for the extreme weather as necessary!
→ More system info is here!
Kara
Unless you're on Ebrion, which will slow her down a bit, or Philias, which she has a bad feeling about.
So! Catch her sightseeing, sampling the local delicacies, looking at plants to spruce up her room, or any number of other things! ]
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When they reach a street that is just a row of restaurants with tables on the outside, he glances back to her with a smirk.]
What if you take the left, I take the right, and we just get one dish from each place to share?
[It seems like an easy way to try everything?]
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Sounds good, right?]
Hey—buy you as sandwich?
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Kara
It's been a little too long since they got together, and it's good to see her out and about. He's been a terrible friend the past few months. ]
What's got you thinking so hard?
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how is the food on Duotera??
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Do you know what this planet would be good for? [Said as they walk along a city street browsing the various shops and vendors.]
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When he saw her, he came to stand just a little behind her, watching as she looked over the selection of plants.]
Looking for something in particular?
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Thor | OTA
[Thor immediately takes the chance to get off the ships and stay on the most tolerable planet while they're here. He's sick of pacing around the tiny vessel and fretting over things he can't fix. So, he packs up and heads for a hotel. While he doesn't stay within the large city itself, he can often be found checking out the food stalls or shops around the place. Picking up transport jobs to Philias means he also frequents the loading docks of one transport company in the very early mornings, throwing crates into the back of transit ships with frightening ease.]
b. duotera - crafter's hall
[Thor is not what you could call artistic by nature. He can appreciate good craftsmanship, but it's certainly not a talent he possesses himself. Still, he finds himself visiting the Crafter's Hall just to get a feel for the place. It's the weapons he's drawn to first, observing the varieties of swords, spears and bows proudly displayed by their creators.
Yet he also drifts towards the more esoteric offerings. More often than not, he'll pick up a carved miniature boat or a patterned plate and examine it with a tired thoughtfulness. He turns things around a lot in his hands, since his depth perception isn't what it used to be.]
c. duotera - rolling clouds
[Distracting himself only goes so far. Most nights Thor ends up visiting a park in the city. He doesn't quite know why. Maybe it's the relative quiet, or the vaguely familiar shape of the sculptures that dot the landscape. It reminds him of Asgard in a way... or maybe it's just permanently on his mind. Most nights he finds a bench and just sits there for a while, watching the stars in the sky or the water in the fountain.
One night, though, it's not quite so pleasant out. There wasn't a forecast for a storm, was there? Yet dark clouds have rolled in from somewhere, and they rumble ominously. The occasional flicker of lightning flares through the underside of the clouds. Thor himself is on his usual bench, chin resting on his fist, his gaze mutinously fixed on the fountain nearby. Either he hasn't noticed the weather, or he's deliberately ignoring it.]
d. philias
[The heat doesn't prove much of a deterrent to Thor. Muspelheim's fiery depths were more intense than this, fuelled as they were by molten lava and literal demons. Not to mention, the transportation jobs were plentiful, since not many wanted to haul loads around in this scorching weather. He does the sensible thing and gets most of the work done early (for what little morning is worth on a world jammed between two suns) before heading into the buildings proper to cool down a bit by dousing himself with a water bottle or two.
Yes, there are other ways to do it, but this is more immediately satisfying.]
e. wildcard
[Got anything else in mind? Feel free to throw in a starter!]
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And then he looks up and sees Thor with a grin.]
Hey! I think this is one of yours.
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She's also out picking up something to eat herself—some of these stalls have something very similar to perogies. Seems like an all right lunch, all things considered.]
Hey—hungry?
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she doesn't always see fit to disturb someone when they're clearly deep in thought. but exceptions can be made -- especially when she's still trying to get a measure of the man. slowly but deliberately, she takes a seat beside him. ]
A penny for your thoughts.
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Duotera, rolling clouds
Tonight she finds herself in the same park as Thor, but she's more aware or at least concerned with the impending storm, so she's thinking of heading back to the ship when she notices someone on a bench.]
Hey, you should probably head for shel... Thor?
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The odder thing is that he care. Well, sort of. He's out of practice, with caring. Still trying it on for size and trying to decide if he likes it or not.
Not a thing he'll give voice to, though. He sits himself next to Thor, looking at the sky for a bit. Then back at his brother, one eyebrow raised as if to say, Really?]
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Sokka | OTA
[If you think Sokka had enough of ice and snow in the last star system, you'd be very much mistaken. These sort of places are, and always will be, like a snapshot of home for him, and he's always happiest where it's cold.
He can be found fishing a lot, always happy to gather more food supplies for the ships- and willing to have anyone tag around to learn the art of ice fishing. Otherwise, he can be found digging around for ore and suchlike to take back to the Blue Fish. You never know when you need it. Whatever it is that he's doing when you come across him, he flashes a smile.]
At least this is real snow and not, you know, syrupy weirdness, right?
[B: Duotera]
[Sokka spends a lot of his time here in the crafter's hall admiring various works. A couple of weeks in, he starts to bring his OWN things to the hall- thankfully things he's made in the forge, weapons and pieces of armour, things he's actually good at. Though there are a couple of ugly-ass statues amongst his other wares. Try to guess what they are! ]
[C: Philias]
[Sokka is not naturally inclined towards hot climates. He goes mostly to the beaches, where it's cooler- largely so he can say he's BEEN there. He goes about gathering metals from whatever vendors are still working, but boy does he not like the heat. ]
Okay, this is officially worse than the Boiling Lake.
[D: Wildcard]
[You have something different? THROW IT AT ME! ]
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Does it have a name?
[Because he can't figure out what it's meant to be. Maybe a name would help.]
b.
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In that regard, he had more freedom so he decided to see what was here. For the most part, he was uninterested in trinkets, having had no need for them for more deca-phoebs than he could count.
But the display Sokka had set up caught his attention. A weapon was still something Ulaz needed and he was likely part of the fleet - he wasn't orange after all. He paused at the display, looking down at the items before looking at Sokka]
You made these?
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Justice
Justice needs a distraction. Things have been... hard for the past few weeks, and he doesn't like locking himself in his room and reading all day. So he goes out and makes himself helpful however he can, doing his best to keep himself busy. He has tentatively chosen to remain visible to those around him, but he is ready to go unseen the moment someone he isn't ready to speak to comes along. As much as he hates to admit it, he's still in an uncertain state of mind.
Even to those who don't know him, he doesn't look well. His face doesn't look quite right, and his complexion has become ashen, like he's sick. That doesn't stop him from running around everywhere, though.
Philias
Loyalty refuses to stay on this planet, so for once, Justice is alone. He is resistant to the heat, never looking as though he will sweat, but even he is forced to acknowledge the heat by taking off his shirt and putting on sunscreen.
"Would you please help me put this on my back?" he asks periodically to whomever passes by when it feels like the suns' rays have worn down the protection. The women of the planet--and a fair amount of men--don't seem to mind helping, though he is utterly oblivious to anything put the practicality of it.
He does everything that is possible to do, even things he usually would shrug at. He helps dig a new well. He delivers fresh flowers to graves for those who don't dare venture into the midday suns. He solves at least three decade-old murders.
He is a man possessed with the absolute need to work, especially to help others.
Ebrion
In Ebrion, Justice is much the same, though he keeps his shirt on and now he is followed by the loyal snow leopard who chose to follow him since the last planet.
Loyalty, as he'd come to call her, is happy to romp in the snow as Justice feverishly finds work to keep himself occupied. She rolls in the snow, stomps in the snow, and cheerfully wanders into random people's houses to track the snow everywhere. She is clearly completely untrained, and her fur is matted and thin in places--she is hardly underfed, but she has clearly not been getting a proper leopard diet.
At one point, Loyalty eats the wrong rat, and a very angry native carries her to Justice, who's busy shoveling the paths outside of an elderly man's house.
"Your cat ate my son's pet!" the native bellows, holding out Loyalty, who makes no attempt to look guilty. Justice barely looks at the native, busy as he is.
"She is not my cat," Justice says automatically with the air of someone who's said the exact same thing a hundred times. "She chose to stay in my company of her own free will."
The native shakes Loyalty for emphasis, which makes Justice look up and scowl. "She ate my son's rat! Do something!"
"Do felines not normally eat rats for food?" Justice takes Loyalty into his arms, if only to stop the shaking. Loyalty purrs and flops against his shoulder. "It seems unjust to punish her for slaying a creature for food. Shall we punish butchers as well?"
"She ate my son's pet!" the native bellows. It looks like this argument might go in circles for a while.
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Leilani watches from a distance, at least for a little while, her head tilted as her eyes drink Justice in. As before, he's completely unaware of the impact his new body is having on the people around him; the natives of this planet are interested in him and he seems to be completely oblivious to the fact that he's attracting them. It's as though he's honey and they're flies, all desperate to come and talk to someone who is both handsome and kind all at once.
Walking over, she steps into his line of sight and reaches down, picking up the sun lotion before she shakes her head, offering him something like a smile. It's been just long enough that the sour ache from their last conversation is something of the past: she can relax, now, stepping behind him before she squeezes some of the cream into her hand.
"How long have you been out here now?"
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somewhere aboard the blameless???
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philias because you know why
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Bucky Barnes || OTA
[ The Heron is mostly put together again after the shitstorm that was Lato'li, but it doesn't hurt to get extra supplies to do repairs and get her back to normal. The parts vary in use, and for now, Bucky wanders around and window shops, keeping places in mind as he moves on. There's time, so he doesn't need to settle for something that looks like it might break after a while. It's cold, so there aren't a lot of other people around ]
B;; Duotera
[ With new planets come new cities, and Duotera has a few of them to offer with the normal bells and whistles. Lots of shopping and restaurants, and a bit of people watching. Or maybe he's making a delivery for someone on the planet. He does have a soft spot for those little old ladies. ]
C;; Philias
[ When he's not exploring the cities or shopping for supplies, Bucky can be found sitting on the beach. Watching the waves make their way up the beach, people watching, or his face stuck in a book. Come say hi or bother him, he probably won't mind too much. Just ignore that suspicious face. ]
D;; Wildcard!
[ Hit me up with anything else and throw in a starter. ]
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They haven't talked much and their exchanges haven't been the friendlest you could say, but they're both in relationships now. And it's totally not weird he slept with his girlfriend that one time so sure.]
Must be a small world. A small three worlds. Hi.
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Kaname Buccaneer | OTA!
In fact, she's pretty interested in the cities on Duotera and their busy, bustling ambiance. Mental notes about restaurants, bars, even a club or two are taken in case the urge to visit ever arises-- also which stores may or may not be having sales while the fleet's stationed.
Anything she gets up to is bound to take some time, and always going alone isn't her plan. Running into someone or inviting them along is equally feasible.]
B - Shopping, Any Planet
The Crafter's Hall is a big draw. Paintings, sculptures, embroideries... all the different wares and works are a sight to behold. Good luck getting her out of there without a few purchases.]
C - Relaxing, Duotera or Philias
D - Wildcard
Shopping, duotera
Kaname, hey.
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shopping!
good!!
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D - something else~~ (backdated 2/14)
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Chekov | OTA
[Exactly no one who knows him would be surprised that Pavel Chekov is spending the Fleet's stay in the Shinda system almost exclusively on snowy Ebrion. He loves snow and the cold and is entirely unbothered by the frigid temperatures that are keeping most tourists on the more temperate Duotera. It's just like home, he'll say to anyone who comments on his decision to wander the cities and the less icy hiking trails, cheerfully assuming that they will not know enough about Russia's climate to point out that the entire country is not trapped in an eternal winter.
Since most of the Fleet seems to be staying away from Ebrion, Pavel occasionally stops trying to convince people that he's a mature adult long enough to play in the snow with the local orange children (and other adults who are taking a break from adulting). As it turns out, snowball fights are a constant across the universe. Who knew?
Sorry in advance if any snowballs miss their intended targets!]
[Ebrion: The Great... Indoors?]
[The stores and establishments of Ebrion's cities are relatively quiet during the off season. It's a nice change of pace from some of the other cities that the Fleet has visited in recent history, and Pavel spends a great deal of their time in the system puttering around indoors and enjoying the calm.
Looking for ship parts? You may run into a Russian who's keeping himself occupied (and in decent financial shape) by working part time as a mechanic. Or an engineer. Or a computer programmer. There aren't a lot of folks working right now, okay? He's wearing many hats.
Relaxing with a hot drink? Chekov is doing the same, and likely either reading something from the local library or entering information into a datapad. If anyone expresses even the vaguest interest in what he's doing, they're in for a real treat... if they want to hear about circumbinary planets, Lagrange points, Arenstorf orbits, chaotic behavior, and the sheer improbability of a system like the one they're in right now forming. Fun stuff!]
Outdoors
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Loki
[Loki is looking for some replacement daggers, and doesn't seem to be having much luck, at least not by his exacting standards. But if you run across him looking around, you'll see something of a show as he tests the balance of different weapons, tosses them hand to hand, practices a few flashy tricks, or folds them in and out of space.
Or maybe throws one. Not quite at you. Whoops.]
[A walk in the woods]
[It's been a long time since he's gotten to be anywhere this... nice. And with no one actively trying to kill him. Loki almost doesn't know what to do with himself. Well, other than enjoy the forest. He climbs quite a few trees, sitting in their branches while he reads. He also does a bit of combat play, running and dodging through the trees, moving in and out of sight with a little bit of magic. Nice to know he can still do that at least.]
[Wildcard]
[Come at me, bro.]
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From the fleet? Maybe. Native? Just as likely. She frowns, tilting her head, the sharp green glow of her hand more than enough to give her away. ]
Hello.
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Duotera
Re: Duotera
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Adalwolfe Hawke | OTA
[Its been a hell of a time since Hawke reawoke in the fleet a few months ago and this is the first blessed sense of normalcy he's had in ages. All of the Justice business, the cannibals before that, and the planetary evacuation before that have taken their toll and at this point Hawke is more than happy to focus on something so much more mundane, like Wintersend gifts.
To that end, he does his usual in habitable systems and finds quite literally every odd job and task he can do for the people of this system. It takes him all over, even to Philias which he's not much of a fan of in general (at least, until he discovers the poles are practically Antivan in their beaches.) though his experience with the Bone Pit's mining operations are at least helpful there. Sort of. At least, he likes to think they are.
In any case, he can be caught on any given planet on any given day, ferrying people and goods from point A to point B either terrestrially or using one of the Tourist's shuttles. He's always got time to spare for anyone who wants his attention though, friend or as of yet unmet. Feel free to flag him down!
Or... well, this stack of boxes is rather tall in his arms and he might just not see you in his path-- look out!!]
B. Philias - The Bone Pit II: Electric Booglaoo
[Not all the of the odd jobs are moving things from place to place for various legitimate and illegitimate enterprise. In fact, sometimes he volunteers to do things that are downright dangerous. Like today, for example, which finds him underground on Philias out of the direct heat but still uncomfortably traversing a mine. The guy who hired him was horrifically unamused that his source of income had all but halted due to "something". He didn't say what, just that Hawke was to delve down under the planet's surface and fix it. Honestly he was a bit rude about it, but Wolfe's used to that sort of thing.
Quests like this require companions though, of course, and so Wolfe of course recruited a friend, an ally, or just someone else from the fleet who needed something to do for a few hours to watch his back, and its them he turns to as the ground starts to slope a bit more steadily downward.]
I don't want to say I hope it's a dragon or a beast of some sort, but blowing off some steam wouldn't hurt, right?
C. Duotera - Get in bitch, we're going shopping
[With all of this spending money securely in his pockets not just from all the drama that constantly plagues people from Thedas (hey, at least they get paid for it) but from all his work as well, Adalwolfe is in a more than excellent position to trawl the merchant stalls and crafter's hall and purchase... basically anything he feels like. Which is always a lovely feeling for a man who grew up poor, especially since he has Wintersend as a reason to shower his friends with gifts quite soon. Not that he needs a reason but whatever.]
Do you think this dress is a flattering cut?
[He holds it up to anyone that he recognizes from the Fleet that may be around. His female friends are the hardest to shop for, by far. Well, some of them. He's fairly certain he can just go with his gut on Marian's gift, sides of the same coin as they are.
Lost in thought, he doesn't realize he's holding the dress up in front of himself as he asks the passerby his question.]
It's a pretty blue, but I don't know...
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It has been overly quiet lately. It would be nice to let off steam. Besides, we need to kee our skills sharp.
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Jayden Price
[ Jayden is used to sand. She's been on Mars plenty of times, where that's practically all there is anymore. Sand is, frankly, annoying as hell. Gets everywhere. But she can deal with it to make a quick few credits. What she can't deal with is how fucking unbearably hot it is, so after exactly one (1) transport security job on the surface before she decides nope, fuck that, and offers her services underground in the mines instead.
It's still a little warm down here, but not nearly as sweltering hot as the surface is, at least. Sure is cramped, though. And dark. She's deep into the tunnel she's been assigned to clear out, and so far it's just been bugs. Large, mean bugs, but just bugs. She's hoping there isn't anything too much worse, but even if it is, whatever. She'll take it.
She's not alone, thankfully, at least - they hired others from the fleet. And she addresses whoever is with her as she rounds another corner, shotgun within reach. ]
They're paying us a lot of credits for it to just be bugs so far. Don't you think?
[ There's probably something else down there. Something a lot bigger and meaner. Or maybe they're just getting incredibly overpaid?? ]
B. Duotera / Ebrion - Exploring and other odd jobs
[ After a few jobs on Philias, she's had enough of that. Time to go somewhere less like fiery, dusty death. Ugh.
She isn't much of a fan of Ebrion either, honestly - never did like the cold. The sky is pretty, though, and she stays on the surface at least long enough to get a nice room somewhere that she can look out the window and watch the snow, the stars... She also spends some time exploring the cities. There's something nice about huge cities that aren't insanely crowded, after all. Means the bars aren't crowded either, and that's definitely a plus. Maybe you'll catch her having a few drinks somewhere that's just slightly above the level of "dive bar". Hopefully she's not about to punch anyone
this time...Duotera is much more habitable, but much, much busier, so she spends her time here very focused on doing whatever it is she needs to get done, quickly, so she doesn't have to deal with it. Security jobs? She shows up, does her thing, and leaves. Transport jobs? She loads up the shuttle, fights off whatever idiot thieves need fighting off, makes the delivery, and gets out of there. Shopping? Ugh, if she must...
But she won't turn down company. Want to take a job together? Works for her. Want to hit up a bar together? Sounds great. Want to drag her shopping for whatever reason? Ugh... (That is to say, good luck, but go for it~) ]
→ Wildcard!
[ Did I forget something? Wanna do something else specific? Care to do something off-planet instead? Hit me up~ Poke me on plurk @
A!
[Sometimes beating up monsters was the best stress relief. The bugs so far have been big, but nothing she hasn't seen two dozen times before. At least this time they are distinctly less poison.]
As long as they pay us, what does it matter? It's probably better not to question our luck.
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closed to eizen.
It makes all this easier.
Reaching the peak, Zaveid opens his arms wide, turning and grinning. ]
Ta da.
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Eizen is already grinning when they reach the top, hands resting inside his pockets, head cocked to the side. It only gets wider as Zaveid turns around, arms wide. ]
It's amazing.
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