do the mingle shuffle!

[carreau]

Who: you! me! everyone! it's like a really big party!
Broadcast: if you want!
Action: see above!
When: right now!!!

[ So the weekly shuffle has happened. We got new captains, people who have mysteriously disappeared-- I mean, who have never existed, and new people aboard the ships. That's exciting! Wow! ]

[ New people, get acquainted with your ships? Press all the buttons? Introduce yourself like a polite individual? Old people, keep aging? Welcome them with open arms and confetti? Punch the person who just opened the door while you were in the shower??? ]

[ Who knows! It's a mingle post! Don't ask me!]

[ (But seriously, how bout those people who never existed, huh.) ]

Comments

[amarant]

It's different with this.

[ Partly because she plans on making food for people she actually likes here. ]

...raising its temperature isn't difficult. If you think it's overcooked, it's easy to fix for next time.

[ Now the awkward time trying to decide if it's better to sit or stand. On one hand, magic is tiring. On the other.........she doesn't feel like they need to be that friendly. ]

[heresyandlace]

[well, he nudges the other chair out with his foot, if that helps her decide one way or the other]

I'm perhaps not the best person to ask on that particular point, to be completely honest.

[amarant]

[ Spends a few more moments hesitating before she just gives up and plunks herself down in the chair. ]

Neither am I. And that's part of the problem.

[heresyandlace]

Oh, no?

Don't tell me you prefer your food raw.

[amarant]

No, only that it all tastes rather...unappealing, no matter what it is.

[heresyandlace]

...Do you mean that of all food?

[amarant]

Yes, that's right.

[heresyandlace]

Really?

[chin in hand! so interesting]

Do you have a bad sense of smell?

[amarant]

I don't think so.

[ Warily...wondering where he's going with this. ]