Four Men and a Little Lady???

[got_it_memorized]

Who: The crew of the Tourist and potential visitors
Broadcast: probably not
Action: on the Tourist!
When: The week of April 12-18

[So the Tourist finally gets a female crew member! Hurray for representation! Or something. This is going to make quarters kind of awkward, but at least they have shields now, right?]

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[got_it_memorized]

[He glances over his shoulder and nods in greeting to Ladon, then turns his eyes back to the problematic room.]

It'll take two payments, it always does, to get an upgrade. Asteffiel and I split it before so we could get rid of the bunk beds, so if we do that one more time we'll get private rooms to ourselves. It won't be 'til next month, though, so I'm wondering what to do 'til then. Since Solas transferred, we lost the civilian room, so we don't even have a couch anymore.

[justamobster]

Don't mind... chippin' in for that. [ While spending more money does give him a queasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, he tells himself it's not his real money back in Nieve. No reason to hoard it. Really.

After all, it's necessary. Totally and completely, now that there's a girl on board. Plus, well. He's had a few nervous mornings where he's woke up and prayed his tail didn't make a surprise appearance in the night. ]

I can, er. Try sleepin' in one of the shuttles. Been meanin' to get familiar with 'em anyway.

[got_it_memorized]

[Axel shakes his head.]

I don't wanna kick anybody out. I mean, the cots are hardly high-end bedding, but I don't wanna make anybody sleep in a bucket seat. That's terrible for the spine, you know? [He knows. He's napped just about every place you can imagine.] We'll figure something out, and once we get the second upgrade we won't have to worry about it anymore.

[He likes the crew well enough--even Fenris has become significantly more tolerable lately--but you can't just turn off a decade of being an assassin. Sleeping with other people in the room just doesn't really work for him.]

[justamobster]

Slept in worse places. Trust me. [ He spent his first 20 years living in a cave, after all. And you lost sleeping-on-Mom-and-Dad privileges the moment you stopped being tiny. Granted this form doesn't deal with hard surfaces as well... ] Just 'til we get rooms. Ain't a problem.

[ He pauses. ] Unless you want someone t'keep an eye on her. If so, I can sleep in the hall, yeah?

[got_it_memorized]

[He shakes his head.]

I'm not really worried she'll get into trouble or anything. She seems young, but... well, we haven't really been introduced yet, so I guess I'll get a better idea about her when I bump into her.

[He doesn't really think anyone on this ship is the sort to do anything creepy to a girl, but he doesn't really know any of them very well. He thinks he's a decent judge of character, but it's hard to tell so early in any acquaintanceship.]

[justamobster]

Yeah... Guess m'just paranoid, or protective. [ Shrug. ] Or both.

[ Ladon's already spotted her, working in the engine room. She looks like Violette might when she gets older. ] No one in particular here's made me worried but... Y'just never know with folks, yeah? And new ones showin' up all the time. And all the other ships comin' in and outta here.

[got_it_memorized]

[He chuckles softly.]

One does not preclude the other. But yeah, I get ya. Anybody from any ship could come over here at any time, and that's a little unsettling. Hard enough to sleep with four other people in the room, I don't like the thought of just anybody dropping by in the middle of the night. I'll sleep a lot easier when I've got my own door I can lock.

[justamobster]

Was gonna ask where you'd be sleepin'. Got a bed with "captain" on it, ain't seen you anywhere near it, yeah?

[got_it_memorized]

[He laughs softly.]

I sleep there, just... not often or for very long. [He moves to sit down on the edge of the bed, as if to prove that he has a stable relationship with it.] I'm afraid I can't say I've gotten 'a good night's sleep' for a long time--I keep strange hours.

[As in two or three at a time, over the course of the day. It's probably not very healthy, but being in the Organization meant it was more dangerous to be vulnerable for eight hours at a time.]

[justamobster]

[ As Axel heads into the room, Ladon drifts over to his bed. It's neatly made, with tucked and folded sheets, but he still manages to fuss over it a bit, ever the perfectionist. ] Yeah, well. Not havin' a sun up or sun down don't really help, I guess. Station had some sorta simulated day-night cycle goin', but don't really work with what we got goin' here.

[ Sometimes it was easy to forget he was on a space station, what with the size of Sacrosanct and its convincing artificial nature. Here, there's no escaping it. He sits in the pilot seat and stares out at space, and space stares right back. ]