Twin Roses Mingle

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Who: Twin Roses crew, visitors, stowaways, who knows!?
Broadcast: Nada
Action: Twin Roses of course!
When: All of August and what remains of July

[Since we last saw this crew in action it has been joined (or rejoined) by Yuri, Mikuno, Vision, and Wanda! Will there be growing pains? Drama? Intrigue? Tune in and see!]

(OOC: The Yaugur System until August 5. Drifting and then MYSTERY!)

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[therewerefifty]

[It's your resident shut-in, doing resident shut-in things. She's been quieter than usual in the wake of good friends leaving the Fleet, but she's not particularly sad; just kind of... thoughtful. People come, people go.

She leaves the ship regularly, though, both for her job at the Melting Pot and to garden. You can catch her coming or going or, on rare occasion, in the lounge, tuning her shamisen.

...or one fine day, sitting in a corner of the cargo bay and cleaning the last traces of blood from her three-section pike. You know, as you do. Sparring is an interesting business when you face off against an immortal.]

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[Kitty is walking along the corridors of the ship with her inherited direwolf pup, Seeker. She normally takes him to the Iskaulit or surface when they're somewhere decent so he has more room since the Twin Roses is such an efficiently-designed ship. So this is less of a walk and more of a patrol. Just making sure everything still looks like a ship. She used to patrol a lot at home and in the prison. Some habits stick. As they near the lounge Seeker darts through the door to eagerly and expectantly look at Makie. Kitty follows a moment later.] Concert time?

[therewerefifty]

[While she's grown more used to him (and he's small-ish besides), she can't stop the wary flick of her eyes to the direwolf pup. Bad experiences with dogs and all. He doesn't hold her attention long, though, glance shifting back to Kitty with a smile.]

Only if I have an audience.

[She likes the lounge.]

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Then it's a good thing I'm here. [She heads inside and takes a seat on one of the shabby chic chairs, heavy on the shabby. She also gives Seeker a quiet signal to return to her which he does, laying at her feet. She leans down to scratch behind his ears.]

[therewerefifty]

[Well, she doesn't mind playing for the dog, too. She really has nothing specific against them, just bad memories. Makie smiles briefly at Kitty's light answer and continues to tune the shamisen for a few moments more.

And then she begins to play, head bowed over her work. You've got to excuse her. Just like Makie, all her songs are beautiful, but terribly melancholy.

(...unless she's playing Fleetwood Mac. That happens sometimes.)]

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[Fleetwood Mac would make Kitty smile too. Clearly an influence she recognizes and misses too. Maybe Kitty will teach Makie some AC/DC sometime.]

That was beautiful. [She says after one of the haunting tunes ends.] How did you learn to play?

[therewerefifty]

[AC/DC on the shamisen, good lord.

...she'd be up for it.]

When I was very young, my mother taught me. Then I learned myself. It's always an art I've enjoyed.

[Makes her feel peaceful.]

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[She's a good one!]

Is there anything you can't do? [It's impressive to see her skill in both fighting and music.]

[therewerefifty]

I think you have seen the full range of my skills by now.

[She's hyper trained! In... fighting and music.

...and sex work, but we don't talk about that.]

[cajunspice]

[Remy had been rather lax in regards to interacting with Makie (which was entirely his own fault), he has interacted with her but she seemed like the type who needed space and he was willing to let her have it. Even more so when she is cleaning blood off a weapon...

Pausing at the entrance of the cargo bay to assess the situation, he continued in to search through their storage.] Bonjour Makie, seems ya been havin' an 'nterestin' day.

[therewerefifty]

[He's picked her right on that regard. Makie is a solitary type, though she slowly thaws over time.

It's only traces of blood by now, of course; she's just meticulous at looking after her stuff. At the bonjour she looks up, blinking slowly at Remy as she processes his unfamiliar words.]

Not particularly. [An immortal gave her sass while asking her for sword practice. Inevitable things happened!] May I ask what bonjour means?

[cajunspice]

[Hopefully it was Loki...

And that also gave pause for Remy. Did... she often go around stabbing people or whatever she did to have to clean up her weapon like that? Huh.]

Oh, ah, it means 'hello' in French.

[therewerefifty]

[Ironically Makie and Loki do have some bad blood between them. But this Loki doesn't remember.

If it helps, she doesn't stab people much at all anymore. But it doesn't really count for her as interesting, by her definition.]

Ah. Hello, then. Is that... [Hmm. She's not that familiar with other languages except a little Dutch.] European?

[cajunspice]

Oui, ah, yes, it be. [He can't help it, really, it was just too ingrained in the way he spoke.] Though I think 'nyone from France would consider it a bastardization of their language, since it more an offshoot of it.

[therewerefifty]

[She'll get used to it. She's a quick study. And ah, French. All right, then.]

I see. If you did not learn it from France, where did you? If you don't mind my asking. [She's curious.]

[cajunspice]

Not at all, chere. 'm from a place in the United States called New Orleans, it was settled by the French 'while back now, 'nd the language just lingered 'round 'nd mixed in with the changin' culture there.

[therewerefifty]

That makes sense. [A lot of older words and pieces of dialect filter through her own land in such a fashion. United States means he comes from the same place Sam does, but she's certainly never heard Sam talk like that. It must be quite a large place.]

I didn't have much exposure to other languages in my own time. It has an interesting cadence to it. Do you know the full language, or just portions?

[ikenai]

[Hi, shut in. It's your resident idol. Aren't you happy to see her?

Mikumo spends a lot of her time when she's not on the bridge or the other ships in the lounge. It has the best view of space and reminds her a great deal of some of the better parts of being back home. As such, it's the lounge where she does the most of her singing.

And she's not a quiet woman, so her voice is strong, pure, and rings through the entire area easily. She doesn't notice anyone else until the strumming of strings cuts through.]

I suppose you're ready for that discussion about a collaboration now, hm?

[therewerefifty]

[Oh yes, glory. Her day is made.

If there's already a singing presence in here, Makie isn't particularly trying to draw attention or interrupt such a lovely voice. But she's not too upset that she fails, either. She stills the strings, though still bent over them, speaking pleasantly.]

It is music. I'm always ready to discuss music.

[ikenai]

[It's okay. You're not the only one, Makie. She loves to share her brilliance with others. <3

It doesn't take much for Mikumo to notice the sound of music, no matter where it comes from, especially in between songs. It's as good a time to take a break as any in her mind. Even she can't sing all the time, you know.]

Do you play any other instruments than the shamisen? [It's just such a strange choice in Mikumo's time, not that it's not beautiful.]

[therewerefifty]

I have tried the piano, briefly. And the guitar. But both instruments are still near wholly unfamiliar to me.

In my time, the shamisen is a popular choice for daughters of samurai households. [It's considered elegant, making yourself look good, all that jazz.] Most instruments I have been introduced to since then are not ones I would be familiar with from home.

[ikenai]

I have some ability to play both of those as well, but we have a band that records all of our music separately from our singing. We need the instrumentals more than any copies of singing, unless they're being sent out to our fans.

[With Walküre's performance schedule, however, live concerts happened a lot.]

Samurai households. [Yep, ancient Japan on Earth. It's just a strange thought.] Did you belong to one of them?

[therewerefifty]

When I was very young. Not for a long time now.

[Oddly, it's history that doesn't hurt much anymore. Death and long term space drifting tends to put things in perspective.]

[ikenai]

And what was that like?

[She's never had a family. And it's not like she has much of a realistic look at that time on Earth. Especially since life there after 1999 was drastically different from when Makie was alive.]

[therewerefifty]

Strict, but... comfortable living, I suppose. Far better than many others had it. I was young enough that I was still allowed to do many things as a child, and had only just got to the age where I was expected to be more serious.

[If she'd never been thrown out, she'd probably have been an entirely different person.]