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[grabthecheese]

Who: SS Windrose and any visitors
Broadcast: Mmaaybe?
Action: SS Windrose
When: After the shuffle!

[Being a ship made up entirely of new people, there's bound to be at least some confusion happening on the bridge. Who are these people? Is the ship supposed to be this small? Has everyone even seen confetti before? (The answer to that, at least, is: no.)

But it's time to figure it all out, because there's no one else around to help!]

Comments

[volatilise]

[ This young lady will be attempting to brush the confetti out of her hair, as well as dubiously eyeing the ~celebratory dessert they've all been given. ]

Oh, now what is this?

[grabthecheese]

[Polly is doing exactly the same. That is, she already brushed confetti off of her shako, which is now tucked under her arm, but inevitably some got stuck in her curls, as well.]

It's food, I think.

[She sounds unsure.]

[volatilise]

[ Curly hair a.k.a. "we'll be finding confetti in our hair for days probably" club. It's rough. ]

Fantastic.

[ Definitely sarcasm, there. ]

I wasn't expecting much, but I'm still unimpressed.

[grabthecheese]

[And with the next shuffle, it will happen all over again! A lifetime of confetti-hair.]

It's free.

[She shrugs. She's not one for looking a gift horse in the mouth, having, in fact, had to eat food meant for horses before. Besides, despite the brown colour it actually looks pretty good!]

I don't think we can expect more unless we work for it.

[volatilise]

[ Petition to let nobody else aboard the Windrose!!! ]

I'd pay for better food. They already took some of my things, they could at least repay me with something better than this.

[ On the other hand, this girl comes from a well-off family, so...she has no problem with being picky about it. ]

You can have mine if you want it.

[grabthecheese]

[Signed!!!]

What did they take from you?

[They took her weapons, and while it doesn't seem like she'll need them here, she does feel a bit defenseless without them at this point.]

Are you sure?

[She'll definitely eat them both, if that's the case! Or share with anyone else who wants more.]

[volatilise]

[ Excellent, we're off to a good start. ]

Lighter, pocket knife, some of my books... and I'm pretty sure they didn't give me shit in return.

[ To be fair, the books were magic...ed. And dangerous. ]

They're all yours.

[grabthecheese]

They took my cutlasses and horsebow. But why would they take books?

[She'll grab one of the dessert, studying it for a second like she's making sure it really is food, then cautiously tries some. It's sweet. She hasn't had anything sweet in--

Well, since they marched on the castle, so over six months, and rarely before that.]

Thanks. I'm Polly, by the way.

[aureinsof]

[A]

[A man man wanders the small ship, more than confused. He checked a room and found... weapons? Weird ones.

He's turning a gun over in his hand.]

Uhm, just how dangerous is this? I really prefer my sword either way...


[B]

[Now it's time to explore the kitchen! And be thoroughly disappointed.]

Is... Is everything made of gels here? Gels aren't bad or anything! But eating gels all the time doesn't seem like a good source of essential nutrients.

a

[volatilise]

It's dangerous enough that if you shoot yourself with that, you might not be able to hold a sword ever again.

[ And who even uses a sword? Weird people, that's who. ]

[aureinsof]

[He jumps slightly and quickly puts the gun down.]

G-Got it! It's... called a gun, right? And it shoots bullets? [He frowns as he rubs the back of his head.] This augment thing is so weird. I'm 'remembering' what these things are even though I've never seen them.

[volatilise]

You don't even know what it is, but you were holding it.

[ Does she sound like she's judging a little?

Yes. Yes, she does. Sorry. ]

Just...don't shoot any of us, yeah?

[aureinsof]

Geez, do I look that incompetent? Er, Don't answer that... [He stops sulking fast though.] Oh but you guys all have a weapon too. So I guess no one will be helpless here.

[volatilise]

[ Raises an eyebrow and, since he seems to know the answer, she does not answer that. ]

And, as it turns out, I know how to use a gun.

[aureinsof]

Really? Are they common where you're from?

b

[grabthecheese]

[E...ssential nutrients? Although she thinks she gets what he means.]

It'll feed us until we can scrounge up something better, at least.

[She's had worse, and she's good at scrounging up food.]

[aureinsof]

You're right. I can try cooking with them, I guess.

[He's not the cook here but he doesn't see why that should stop him.]

I've made pretty good things out of worse! If there's anything you'd like, just let me know. I'm Emil, by the way, the security I guess?

[grabthecheese]

You cook?

[Men cooking is rare, unless there are no women around. Not that she's surprised anymore when people don't conform to those expectations.]

If you can make something out of this, I'll eat it. [She smiles.] I'm Polly, the pilot and Captain.

[She's not saying it like she expects it to hold any weight, because they're all new here. Though she at least has experience as a sergeant.]

VISITING

[diomedea]

[River is, of course, wandering the corridors of the ship. Where did she come from? Who knows. But there she is.

She reaches out- running her fingers along the wall as she walks.]

A new house. All new, even the feelings inside. Welcome.

[grabthecheese]

[Polly is just going to watch for a few moments, feeling curious more than anything. Especially since the ship looks pretty rundown for something supposedly "new."]

You're welcoming the ship?

[She supposes that makes sense. Maybe.]

[diomedea]

The rats inside the cage. Sweet beasts, smart. Running on a wheel.

[She smiles at her.]

[grabthecheese]

[Well, that's cryptic, which Polly has never been very good at. She means the people, then? She hesitates for a moment.]

Thank you? [a beat.] Are you here to see anyone?

[diomedea]

You all line up.

[She nods softly.]

And there's drumming isn't there, little soldiers. She's exploring.

[grabthecheese]

[That doesn't exactly answer her question. There's another moment where Polly considers her, but... She doesn't seem like a threat, so she won't push, for now.

(She's already protective of this space. She can't help it.)]

Yeah, but there's not much to find.

[diomedea]

There are spines, there are books, other stanzas, other verses, and they all smoosh together. She explores and finds the people.

[She smiles.]

I like turtles, too.