Starships were meant to fly

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Who: Goldstone and VISITORS
Broadcast: n/a
Action: aboard the ship or hanging out on the planet is a go
When: Month of February

[It's a mingle ya'll ♥]

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Maggie | OTA

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Aboard the SS Goldstone

[Maggie might be happily going overboard with snacks, deciding to make use of one of the small campsites on the planet - anyone wandering in the kitchen might see her making snacks with whatever synthetic or real food she can find. Otherwise she's tidying up the Med Lab to give herself a much needed break for a day. Imagine that - Maggie taking a break. She hadn't realized she'd become so engrossed in working in the lab and busying herself with life aboard the ship until they'd finally touched down on a fresh planet.]

Bonfire!!

[Having made a small assortment of snacks - food that she was amazed she remembered how to make - Maggie begins setting a small fire together, seated at a picnic table while she watches the embers catch and the fire build. Anyone looking to stretch their legs on Duotera would find Maggie relaxing and working intently at her bonfire.]

Goldstone

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is bored, he's preferring to spend his time in the blistering warmth of Philias, a welcome change to the last few miserable systems. Still, he occasionally returns to the Goldstone, to spend time with Felix, or to make sure his Ekans is well fed and content. And, of course, to check on his crewmates while trying to not make it obvious that that was exactly what he was doing.

He peers at the assorted snacks, picking one up to chew. ]

So. Are you planning some kind of party, or are all these for yourself? If it's the latter, there are better ways to deal with your problems, you know.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Well, it wasn't really planned so much as "I just felt like makin' all this stuff for whoever wanted it." I'm makin' a bonfire on the planet surface too, if you want to come.

[The last bonfire she'd been to, she and her family had all been cooped up in the prison. She and Beth had sung songs while everyone sat around the fire.]

[onlyanapple]

Very generous of you.

[He considers this.]

So long as it's not the SNOW planet, I suppose I could make an appearance.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Oh absolutely not. I'm sure snow's all fine and good for some people but I like warmer temperatures.

[She lived in the South, not that something like that would mean anything to Crowley. Warm was absolutely her preferred climate.]

You're welcome to taste test - just don't eat everything up.

[onlyanapple]

I absolutely agree there. I am not a fan of the cold at all. It's a snake thing.

[He'd at least understand it a little, he's BEEN to America, even if he doesn't LIVE there. Still, he'll reach out to take a cracker of something, popping it into his mouth with a thoughtful hum. ]

Not bad at all. Perfectly serviceable snackables.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

I've seen snakes and you definitely don't look like one.

[Why are there so many magical people in the fleet? She has no idea. It's still weird to her, but probably no more weird than living in a zombie apocalypse.]

You're welcome to tag along if you want. You know - socialize or whatever. I have no idea who's going to show to this thing I kind of just did it on a whim.

[onlyanapple]

And you always take everything at face value, do you?

[He gives a shrug of his shoulders. ]

I suppose it wouldn't kill me to show my face for a bit.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Only because I have no experience with all this weird magic stuff I hear about here.

[She's just a simple girl from a zombie infested world. Absolutely nothing complex about that.]

Just don't push yourself too hard. Being social can be stressful work.

[She is absolutely teasing him now.]

bonfire

[veilstrike]

[ Leilani has been hovering for a little while, now, but she quickly recognises the person that Carl had told her about - Maggie, the person from home that was important to him. That has her pushing herself up and away from the quiet corner she'd tucked herself into, walking over and hovering awkwardly to one side before she speaks. ]

Andaran atish’an.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

[Maggie knew all about finding a quiet corner to tuck herself into and was happy to have one more person join her in her attempt to be a little more open and outgoing with the people in the Fleet (and the natives if they wanted). However... that was definitely a language she wasn't familiar with.]

Oh. Uh... hi. Nice to meet you?

[She really would try to repeat what she's said but somehow she knows she'll butcher it.]

[veilstrike]

[ There's a moment where her lips twitch, just a little - because she knows how humans feel when she speaks elven and they don't quite know what she means, but there's no way for her to get rid of a lifetime of habit. She just beams at Maggie instead. ]

It's nice to meet you, too. [ Shifting, she stands up properly. ] You're Carl's friend?

[youdontneedapictureofme]

I am. Are you one of his crewmates?

[Maggie is still curious about that other language but she's learned by now not to question things like that when they all come from such diverse places.]

[veilstrike]

I was, once, but I transferred. [ It was a choice between Dorian and Carl, and unfortunately Dorian won out. ] And you are his friend. He mentioned you before.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Ah. [Maggie nods, understanding. When she'd returned to the fleet on a different ship and away from the crew she'd become so familiar with, she had transferred after about a week or so.]

Hopefully he said all nice things? [Maggie smiles, not really concerned. ]

Carl and I are family. We come from the same place. You got anyone like that here?

[veilstrike]

[ She needed to be near Dorian; it was difficult to be far away from him, especially when they were a long way from home. ]

Only nice things. You have my word.

[ Nodding her head, Leilani crosses her arms over her chest. ]

I do. A friend from home and - there's a man with the same clan as me. We're the same person, technically.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Good. It's easier, I think. When you have people around you who are familiar. I wouldn't wish this place on any of my family, but it's nice not to feel like you're off on an island all alone with your experiences.

[Even with new shared experiences. She's glad to be back here for Carl. She's glad to be where she's needed.]

The same... person? How's that work?

Bonfire!!

[postocular]

[ Carl's been around, helping Maggie with the bonfire. It was a great idea she had, and it reminds him so much of the first night they spent in the prison courtyard. Surrounded on all sides by fences, passing a meager plate of food around and listening to Maggie and Beth sing. That was too long ago, and this one is in full swing. It's nice to be able to experience weather that isn't too hot- it's actually perfect for what they're doing. Not so cold they need to stay by the fire, but not too hot they can't enjoy it.

He pokes at the embers with a long stick, glancing at her with a quick smile. ]

We should've done this sooner.

Bonfire!!

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Yeah. Just wasn't really finding a time for it, I guess.

[Truthfully, she still somewhat buried herself in work. She had been grieving, but now she wanted to live. She wanted Carl and her both to enjoy things, even when they knew the possibility for something worse to come along was always there. They had each other to see it through.]

And then when I got here we were drifting anyway. So I guess now's a good time.

Bonfire!!

[postocular]

The last couple planets weren't really bonfire material. The last one was covered in snow, the one before that had cannibals, and the one before that was evacuated.

[ So it's been a trip all around, Maggie. He's glad they're doing it now. He perks up, just remembering something and nodding to his bag sitting by the leg of the picnic table. ]

I forgot, I brought something for this. I know it's not quite the same as a s'more, but it'll be close? [ He definitely brought a jar of marshmallow snow from the last planet. ]

[youdontneedapictureofme]

I'm still so glad I didn't have to fight cannibals...

[She shakes her head, smiling a bit when he presents the jar.]

What are those? Marshmallows?

[They look it, a least. She scoops up a nearby branch, bending it until it snapped in half and handing him a piece.]

Let's see how they measure up.

[They could taste like utter garbage for all she knows.]

[postocular]

Something close to it. It's snow, and when it gets warm, it's kind of tacky like marshmallow. Tastes pretty close to it, too.

[ Unscrewing the lid, he scoops a bit out with his fingers and skewers it with the stick. Or... as best as he can, anyway. Hopefully it doesn't melt right off. ]

The locals said that it tasted different depending on where it came from, but I didn't notice anything different.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Hm.

[Maggie takes some of the marshmallow stuff and puts it on her own stick. She was a bit skeptical it would actually stay on the stick.]

Let's try it. I doubt it'd be bad at all.

[She gestures to the bonfire, ready to lower her stick over the flames when he was.]

You first.

[postocular]

Alright, here it goes.

[ He puts his stick over the flame, and for a moment, it looks like it may work. The flames lick the sides of the marshmallow blob, but then disaster strikes and it slides off from around the stick and lands with a sad plop at the bottom of the fire. ]

So much for that idea.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

[Don't mind her for laughing at the sad marshmallow blob burning at the bottom of the campfire.]

So much for that idea is right. Where's Daryl with some a fresh animal when we need him?

[Still, the companionship is nice even if the marshmallows are useless.]