Red Fish Mingle

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Who: The crew of the Red Fish! (And Friends)
Broadcast: No.
Action: Red Fish!
When: Throughout late August and early September.

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[The Box]

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[For better or for worse, the crew of the Red Fish was entrusted with a very important piece of cargo for the Atroma. The aforementioned cargo is sitting (currently) undisturbed in the cargo bay. The consensus of the ship seemed so far to be not to deliver it, at least not yet. There are too many unanswered questions about the Atroma, and this could be too good a lead to pass up.]

[At the same time, the crew has opted not to open it for the time being, although that doesn't mean it hasn't drawn some suspicious eyes. There are no guards in place for the box, and it's open for anyone to inspect.]

[postocular]

[ The box definitely makes him wary, just because they're not sure what's in it. Carl trusts the Atroma about as far as he can throw them (he can't) and just babysitting this box does about as much good as playing delivery boy. Though, it's better to know what they were supposed to be carting in the first place, isn't it? ]

I really don't like this.. but I think we need to know.

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[Rose trusts the Atroma about as much (if not less) than Carl does. She's had bad experience with mystery boxes in the past, and this one doesn't make her feel much better. If anything, it makes her feel worse.]

We need to know, but the Atroma will also know if we open it. If anything, we should toss it out a cargo bay door.

[postocular]

The Atroma are going to know either way. I think we should keep it for a while- whoever we're supposed to be delivering to can't be good, either.

[ At home, they've had to play nice for an 'overlord' of sorts, so this situation feels too much like that. He really doesn't want to give them what they want. ]

Carl Grimes

[postocular]

a;; Kitchen
[ The Red Fish is known for its lack of decent sleep schedule with all its insomniacs, or at least it had been. Carl still doesn't sleep all that great, especially lately. It's late, though it's hard to tell with the endless stars exactly what time it is. He's rummaging through the kitchen, making a cup of tea. Maybe that will help get him back to sleep. Or he'll have another restless night full of half-nightmares. While he's waiting for water to boil, he crosses his arms over his chest, glancing up. ]

You want some, too?

b;; Quarters
[ Carl can be found mostly in the evenings in his room, feeding strawberries to his lizards Lyra and Iris, reading a book, or browsing on his communicator. Things have been relatively quiet, and he can't help but feel a little saddened by the absence of Asuka and Velvet. He'd grown pretty close to them since he arrived, so them being gone is like any of his family disappearing. He'll move on, but it stings. It feels a little harder than it did in the past. If someone happens to visit, of course he's happy to see them. ]

Hey. What's up?

c;; Halls
[ During the day, he keeps himself busy and can probably be found moving from one place to the other, or elbow-deep in one of the wall panels trying to fix something. Maybe he's hunting for his lizard! Lyra is a beautiful green and blue color... most of the time. Sometimes she is a nuisance and using her natural camouflage and has placed herself...somewhere. ]

d;;
[ Wildcard! ]

b

[veilstrike]

[ Seeing the roster for the Red Fish change is enough to have Leilani gathering her things, tucking Da'Fen into bed and climbing into a shuttle to make her way over to see Carl. She knows how difficult it is to lose people, no matter how close you were to them, and the Blue Fish has been rocked with its own losses lately. Making her way to his room, she peeks inside before she walks in, moving immediately to perch on his bed. ]

Aneth ara, da'len.

[postocular]

Aneth ara, Sis.

[ He's always glad to see Leilani, and he makes room for her on the bed, scooting closer to the wall. Carl's trying to be okay- more than he actually feels. It's been a lot harder to smile and move on with more time to process the loss. He knows neither of his crew died, but it still feels like a stab to the gut. He'd gotten close to both of them on his own, outside of his own world, so the connections had seemed more real- more impactful to him. ]

[veilstrike]

[ Leilani moves, wiggling to rest her back against the bed, and then she watches him. She knows he's sad, she can see it painted on his face, and for a moment she doesn't know what to do; comforting someone like Dorian or Cyril is easy, but someone like Carl? She's never really been an older sister before, but she wants to do her best. Slowly, she opens her arms. ]

Come here.

d

[youdontneedapictureofme]

[It had been a while since Maggie had visited the Red Fish, but here she is. She occasionally went out of her way to see that Carl was doing alright. This was one of those times.]

Hey, you. Busy?

[She had adapted strangely well into becoming Captain. The work didn't change, but she still found herself missing Takeshi like crazy. It would get better, she reminded herself often. These things took time.]

[postocular]

[ He's sitting at his desk, dropping cut up bits of fruit into the terrarium while his lizards snack happily under their heat lamp. Carl turns to look at Maggie, a smile on his face. ]

Hey, Maggie. Nah, I'm not busy.

C.)

[fightorflug]

"Grimes?"

[While finding Carl in the ship's innards in some way or another was hardly a new occurrence, this particular situation gives Flug pause until he notices the barely discernible scratches of tiny lizard feet on the accompanying wall.]

"Ah. Lyra, again?"

[postocular]

[ He stops to address Flug, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. ]

I thought I had her earlier, but she's quick when she wants to be.

[fightorflug]

"They often are."

[Flug agrees, craning his neck to get a better look at the potential hole she may have crawled into.]

"I had something of a similar situation back home. Always disappearing the moment you take your eyes off them. Taking your things. Waiting to pounce when you least expect it."

[He shudders.]

a

[poisontippedcure]

[With everything quieting down and the help of a spirit, Rose has been sleeping much better lately. Still, every so often she'll be plagued by a nightmare, and when she is, it's nice not to be alone when she walks into the kitchen.]

Thank you.

[She sits down, letting the warm cup settle in her hands. It's calming.]

Things have been quiet here recently. I'm not sure what to think.

a

[postocular]

No problem. [ He takes his own mug and sits across from her. ]

..Yeah. I don't really like it. Not that this is a very loud crew, but it's even quieter now. [ He's going to miss Asuka and Velvet. Carl looks up at her, curious. ]

Can't sleep?

Dr/Captain Flug Slys

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A.) Socializing
[Peace was an odd thing. For villains it represented boredom or a calm before the storm; usually one they were intent on bringing. Back in Black Hat manor, Flug could take comfort in the idea that nothing was as dangerous or terrifying as his boss. When death came it would from that very specific assured source, regardless of the many other perils he faced on a daily basis. Here, on the other hand, Flug had come to realize, while certainly not the most powerful he truly was the most nefarious. If anyone were to be plotting a scheme, it would be himself. The title Captain meant nothing. Not when they were simply dragged behind the Marsiva like a child’s racecar toy, but the lack of completing evil influences, this was something he could ultimately work with; which leads Dr. Flug to doing the unthinkable. He actually joins someone at breakfast.]

“…Coffee?”

B.)“This is your Captain speaking..”
[It felt funny to say that again after so long. Flug was grateful for the privacy his bag awarded him over his feelings on the matter. He waited a courteous few days before embracing the role, but when it was clear Velvet truly was not returning, he gathered up the remaining crew to meet aboard the bridge. Discussions were needed. He stands attentively.]

“I expect you have some concerns regarding my promotion. While I myself am surprised and suspicious of this turn of events, worry not! I would like to assure you I have plenty of experience managing projects and teams! I run a lab back home, I know plenty about business and I have been a pilot as well as done some temporary camp counselor work. R-regardless of our differences on personal points of view, as Captain, I will do my utmost to serve the needs of this vessel as well as everyone aboard. If there are changes you’d like implemented, I’d like to hear them."

[He steps aside to reveal a table full of blue prints, he sweeps one up without preamble.]

“I myself have thought up a few, ah, modifications we could potentially employ-- [Ah but these aren't his clients. ] "B-but your concerns! Your concerns are what matter."

C.) Almost Joyride
[Red Fish no longer had a pilot, not that their job had allowed them to do much to begin with. An augment was needed to supposedly access the controls, but how important could one be really? It certainly doesn't seem to be stopping the doctor from sneaking into the seat with several tools. He was a genius! It couldn't be too hard!.. It may be best to talk him out of this.]

WILD
[Anywhere, doing anything, probably asking for a wrench he dropped, sorry! Guests are more than welcome to gawk at the strange man while visiting someone else. He even squeaks when you catch him by surprise!]

B

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[Rose doesn't have much experience with being a leader, even if she has experience working with them directly. Experience that has shaped her ideas on how to handle...certain matters.]

Do whatever you want. As long as you don't get us killed, I don't care.

B!

[fightorflug]

"..Seriously?"

[He quirks a brow. That took a lot less convincing than expected. So much for needing to convey sincerity.]

"On the contrary, keeping us alive will be my top priority! Atroma may control our flight path, but for all intents and purposes this vessel is ours! Hehe, I say we make the most of it. For example:"

[He unrolls one of his many blueprints, this one detailing the floor plans of the ship.]

“The central corridor that runs through Red Fish leaves us more exposed than other vessel layouts, this could be a disadvantage when being pursued by a threat but we could improve security with a few new containment measures, such as extra hydraulic doors to deter oncoming threats that sneak on board.”

Backdated to Shuffle Day

[hollowedfaith]

[There is a newcomer on the bridge, accompanied by the usual fanfare and pudding. Libra tries to brush off some of the confetti, but a fair amount remains tangled in his long hair as he looks around nonplussed.]

Now what...? [He's going to take a moment to perplexedly examine the pudding, but after that he'll start looking around the ship until he meets someone willing to offer a bit of clarity.]

[fightorflug]

[It probably isn’t the most comforting thing to see, two shining reflective orbs in the near dark, atop a square-headed silhouette at the end of a long hall. Nevertheless, that is what will greet the young priest, the second he ventures outside the bridge doors, regardless of what odd hour the shuffle may have deposited him during. Abandoning the cart of canisters he was pushing, Flug startles and starts forward, pointing accusingly.]

“You—How did you get aboard?”

[They left the docking station hours ago!]

[hollowedfaith]

[Libra holds up his empty, gauntleted hands, in what he hopes is a universal gesture of good intent and lack of aggression. He seems startled, but still overall fairly calm.]

"I don't know. ...I've been told we're placed on smaller ships shortly after arriving - is this perhaps what they meant?"

o7!

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[Rose is still waking up when Libra is shuffled onto the Red Fish, but even in her drowsy state, she can recognize the sound of a new crew member coming aboard.]

[It's not like she could avoid him, even if she tried, so when she eventually runs into Libra she gives him a small wave.]

So, you're the new guy, huh?

[hollowedfaith]

[Libra smiles and nods politely. He seems calm, at least, if not yet totally at ease in this new environment.]

That's correct. My name is Libra. It's a pleasure to meet you, miss...?

[postocular]

[ It's been a minute since they've gotten a new crew member, but there's no mistaking the fanfare. Carl doesn't seek the newbie out so much as run across him in the hall. He offers Libra a smile. ]

Hey. Welcome to the Red Fish.

[hollowedfaith]

[And Libra smiles back! It's a pretty nice smile, even if it's probably just for politeness' sake.]

Thank you. My name is Libra, and you are?