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?]

Comments

[innercactus]

... Sparrows have tongues?

[ He heard a voice in here, so he peeks in, holding a bruised plant. ]

[diomedea]

It's the rotting flowers, hello.

[innercactus]

[ He looks at the plant in his hands for a moment, turning it this way and that. ]

They're not rotting though. [ But more importantly! ]

Hello!

[diomedea]

Life from the loam. You're compost.

[She smiles a little.]

[innercactus]

I make compost.

[ Agreeing... sort of. He swings a foot, making his clothes rustle like leaves. ]

[diomedea]

[She sighs a little.]

Chlorophyll catches, she means. Death.

[innercactus]

[ Confused thinking, thinking, thinking-

Ding! ]

Ohh! I never thought being a necromancer would make me smell of dead plants.

[ ... He doesn't know why else she would bring up compost. ]

[diomedea]

It's like they cling to you. It's a natural process. They decompose, return to the earth.

[She nods softly.]

You have such petals.

[innercactus]

[ He nods a couple times. ]

Why Shy-tan was a rude dragon. The fresh-dead aren't supposed to come up like when he had his claws in it.

[ Asteffiel tilts his head, thinking. Petals? ]

... Do you want a flower? [ Or is she talking about his sleeves. ]