Winter

[therewerefifty]

Who: Makie and you!
Broadcast: Not here. Try Manji's post.
Action: Yes!  Many places.
When: Over the next week

[Marsiva]

[It's still strange how she completely forgot about this place.  Between her health and Manji's on-edge paranoia and mansplaining she's exhausted, and can be found on her own curled up on a chair by a window, watching the starry dark outside.  The first time she was here it was a little terrifying.  Now, it's just peaceful.

Mostly until she starts coughing, anyway.]

[Blameless]

[And then she gets rudely dumped amidst a shower of confetti on the bridge of an unfamiliar ship, quite literally just sitting on the ground and trying to shield her face from all the coloured paper.  Sup, guys.  Here's a pale, thin lady in a kimono and shawl who glances up once it's safe, blinking in some confusion.]

...oh.  I'd... forgotten.

[For all the confusion, though, she couldn't sound any less interested about being here.  It's not personal; that's just Makie for you.  She's eternally done with the world.

For anyone not on the bridge, she will at least explore the ship to reorient herself before she goes and takes a nap.]

[Twin Roses]

[Eventually, once she's recovered somewhat, she makes the trip here.  She's never stepped into this cargo bay with such uncertainty.   Where you guys at?]

Comments

[goldenglasses]

Heh, but of course if you can't help yourself you still have permission to transfer back even if you do call me Captain Vash. This is your home, Makie. You'll always be welcomed back.

[therewerefifty]

...



Thank you.

[It's just above a whisper.]

I will... make my apologies to the Blameless.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash reaches forward to gently squeeze Makie's shoulder.] You know. I use to think you didn't like me much and would have preferred to be on a different ship than me.

[therewerefifty]

[...she's got news for you Vash

It has precious little to do with you personally in the way you're joking about, but she's too polite to say as much. Instead, she points out a difference.]

The opposite. We have many differences, and I make you uncomfortable.

[goldenglasses]

Nope. You don't make me uncomfortable. [So long as she's not outright killing at the moment.]

I'm looking forward to having you back on the ship.

[therewerefifty]

[Right this moment? No.]

Do I...just bring my things? Is there anything else I have to do?

[goldenglasses]

I think there might be a form or something to fill out, but I'm not sure if they actually do anything. But we can put one in for formality sake.

[therewerefifty]

Then I will... investigate that.

[Hi this is out of my area of expertise I'm an 18th century gal]

[goldenglasses]

I'm happy to do most of the paper work. I think it might be a captain thing I should be doing anyway.

[To give her an easy out. Vash can guess forms may not have been very common from the time that Makie was from.]

[therewerefifty]

...all right. Thank you, Mr Vash.

Then I will inform my current captain I will be leaving. We've... already discussed it.

[goldenglasses]

I would have hoped they understood. Either way. It's good to have you back.

[therewerefifty]

He does. [Shiro was a good man, she thinks.]

Is my former room occupied?

[goldenglasses]

Nope! We haven't had any new crew members since you left. Oh well, we recently have, but she's also going back to her original ship as well. So your room is still open if you'd like the same room again.

[therewerefifty]

[She can sink right back into familiarity. It will help her keep a foothold while she adjusts to... well, everything again.]

Thank you.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will give Makie's shoulder a gentle, friendly tap.] Welcome home.

I'll go see about getting those forms started for you, alright?

[therewerefifty]

All right.

[If you don't mind, she's just gonna... sit right here for a while.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash smiles kindly before he stands and heads off towards the pilot's area in order to fill out the required form.] I'll see you around.