You Know What I Wanted To Put Here

[mikangirl]

Who: Nami and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Planetside
When: Post shuffle


Points:

1) I need a new full time bartender for the Space Bar.

2) The blood drive is run every two months and needs someone to oversee it, preferably with medical experience.

3) The GPS program that was created for use on the communicators now no longer has anyone left to implement it for new or interested passengers. I have some of the notes on it but I don't know technology.

If you can help with any of these leave a message.

[And then a few minutes later:]

Can someone please cover my shifts, I'm taking a week off

[Fuck this place.]

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[Nami is only briefly on the Bloodsport this morning, on a direct course between her own room and Sam's, hauling most of his leftover belongings into Captain's quarters.  Then she's in the cargo bay, hugging Biri.  No, stupid bird, you can't come with her.  This mist is not for you.

Then she's checking into a hotel planetside and doing her level best to get drunk, before giving thought to some reckless treasure hunting, because why not?

There is no announcement that Sam is no longer here.  She figures it's probably obvious.]

Comments

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[sassy_assassin]

I can sling drinks for you.

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[mikangirl]

[Well, it'd be nice to have another lady behind the bar. She's delayed in responding because she's in transit, but only by a couple hours.]

Sounds promising. Have experience?

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[sassy_assassin]

Yeah. Used to work in a busy nightclub. Plus I went to like, a lot of college parties.

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[privateeyed]

i can cover your shifts
whats going on boss

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[mikangirl]

Thanks, Ben. We're down a person as is.

[Pause for a moment.]

I need to do some stuff planetside, could use a vacation.

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[privateeyed]

dont worry too much about it. we'll cover what needs to be covered
is it because were short a a bartender now or unrelated

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[wingenvy]

[Zack wasn't super close with Sam, but he liked the guy, and he knows he and Nami were close, so while she's packing stuff up he pokes his head in Sam's doorway to check in on her.]

Hey, boss. Can I help?

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[mikangirl]

[She's stacking books, which is... actually something she's done at least twice. Restacking. Totally useful, right?

She glances up and smiles reflexively, gaze shifting right back to her task.]

...ah. I don't know. Is there anything in here you could use? [She probably shouldn't take it all.]

[wingenvy]

[Oof, books. Sam sure had a lot of them, and here Zack is, not the biggest reader by far.]

Maybe not me. There's a library, right? He might appreciate the gesture if we donated a few.

not... actually here

[axi]

[Currently out dealing with shit, but she will find you later, home girl. Or something.]

[mikangirl]

[Well hey, they'll run into each other briefly planetside, anyway. Messer not being insane is a good priority.]

[Voice/Text]

[goldenglasses]

[Point 1: Oh, damn. Did Zack leave? He was the newest and they don't always last. Point 2: Oh shit. It's Sam.]

Where are you?

[And then written nearly at the same time in case she isn't answering to voice.]

Don't worry about the Space Bar. It will be fine. But where are you? Are you on the Bloodsport?

[Because he's about to come to the Bloodsport to check if you're alright.]

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[mikangirl]

no

[That's it, that's the tag.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Great. That doesn't help, but he's going to guess that's the way she wants it.]

I won't go looking for you if that's what you want. Is that what you want?

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[asphodels]

I can take over the blood drive. I'm not a professional, but I have experience with healing.

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[mikangirl]

[Bonus points: she's pretty sure you're not a vampire or will use the thing for nefarious purposes.]

It was set up in a room on the Iskaulit-- there are file notes there and cold storage. If you could take it up, just run it how you please.

Thanks.

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[asphodels]

Of course. I promise I'll look after it well and make sure everything is taken care of.

Do you need anything else?

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[passingthrough]

[She knows what those notes add up to and her heart sinks as she confirms it with a look at the roster. She liked Sam. She thought of him as a friend even if they didn't hang out a ton. She didn't even realize she was making out with a soulless version of him that one time in the gym. But their relationship was more than that and a lot less than what it was with Nami, she's sure. She knows how much losses hurt and she's pretty sure an all text message like this confirms it. Business to do, but not ready to share the feelings. She's been there. She's also been all messy emotions, but you know, change it up. Try new things.]

I'm sorry.

[And after a moment.]

I can look into the tech. [It might be something that a person with a comm augment has to adjust, but she'd be happy to bring Pavel in on it without Nami having to track anyone else down if she doesn't get a volunteer.]

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[mikangirl]

[There. All points are covered, she can say she did her duty. Nami closes her eyes on her end. Maybe she can stop talking to people now.

Not just yet.]

Thanks, Kitty. [For both sentiments, really.] The GPS is useful. I can loan you the comm the program was used on previously if that would help.

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[passingthrough]

Sure. That's a good start and those notes you mentioned. It shouldn't be a problem.

[She's not sure what to say that would be helpful here. How many people has she lost? How many times was she ready for words right away? A hug maybe, but even then she wasn't always ready for those.]

Did everything else get sorted?

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[candothat]

[Meanwhile, on Drade...

Pavel has been busy butchering innocent mist suits in an attempt to make something better that might actually survive the fog. And, you know, keep the person inside the suit from going insane. That would be nice. If he can find just one more filter for the mask, then it'll be as done as it's going to get.

He finds Nami instead.]

Nami, hello! [He waves her down and begins hauling the mostly-finished suit and a few other (large and bulky) odds and ends that might come in handy on a mist-spelunking adventure in her direction.

If she really doesn't want to talk, outrunning him wouldn't be hard at all.]

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[mikangirl]

[By this point Nami has already been through her attempted drunken binge, dealt with company she wasn't expecting, found a psychotic man in distress in the mist, and made her way round to the possibly poor decision of looking for treasure. Mainly because she suspects it's going to be from home, and she could really use a taste of it by now.

She isn't in much better of a mood, mind, and the look she turns on Pavel is a tired and faintly bloodshot one. But her arms are already full of shopping-- much in the same sort of vein as what Pavel is carrying.]

...hey. How's it going?

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[candothat]

[Since Pavel is not in the brightest mood himself--which, really, is the only reason he's so much as entertaining the idea of doing something as needlessly stupid as going into the mist--he is not deterred.]

Eh, you know. [He does not elaborate, so hopefully she knows.] And you? I don't say this to offend you, but you look as though you have given up on sleeping.

[watermarks]

[ Meanwhile, Katara is on her way back from the hospital. She's been spending a lot of time there, trying to figure out if there's something she can do to counteract the affect of the mists. She wishes Trafalgar were here; he was better at these sort of things than she was. So was Ino, really - all that ninja experience with poison.

She raises a hand to catch Nami's attention as they pass in the street. ]

Hey, Nami!

[ Except... no. No, she recognizes that look. Her open expression immediately turns to concerned, but she doesn't say anything yet. ]

[mikangirl]

[Nami doesn't even catch the hand raised and continues on past. The hey, Nami that follows sinks in a moment later, though, and she stops and blinks. Deep thought and all.

Turning. Ah.]

Hey.