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driftfleet2018-09-29 12:49 pm
abracafcku) wrote in driftfleet2018-09-29 12:49 pm
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Who: Taako
Broadcast: None
Action: First Breath, Planetside
When: 9/28
First Breath
Planetside
Broadcast: None
Action: First Breath, Planetside
When: 9/28
First Breath
1. Kitchen
[The Marsiva had become boring after the first day of having absolutely nothing to do. He'd spent the time trying to understand what was going on, and then decided napping was probably the best thing since he was stuck anyway. Which is why he was in the middle of a trance-like nap when the Atroma jingle went off and he exploded onto the First Breath's kitchen with confetti and questionable looking chocolate pudding cups.
Taako blinked, then dusted the confetti off his clothes and wizard's hat. The first thing he saw was the sad state of this kitchen, and Taako put his hands on his hips with a sigh.]
Is this seriously what they want me to work with?
2. Cargo: Salvage
[After settling into the crew, Taako immediately went out salvaging. Something about that seemed to be the right thing to do, so he is dragging bits of metal sheeting, wires, robot parts, and sacks full of gears and pieces into the cargo hold. The planet is basically made for looting, so he's doing his level best to loot the shit out of it. He also has a Mage Hand - an invisible force - carrying several lush looking throw pillows trimmed in various colored fringe and blankets.
When he comes onto the ship, when he sees someone in here, he immediately motions to them.]
You, person whose name I totally remember, go grab the rest of this, hm? I'm not exactly the brawn type.
[The Marsiva had become boring after the first day of having absolutely nothing to do. He'd spent the time trying to understand what was going on, and then decided napping was probably the best thing since he was stuck anyway. Which is why he was in the middle of a trance-like nap when the Atroma jingle went off and he exploded onto the First Breath's kitchen with confetti and questionable looking chocolate pudding cups.
Taako blinked, then dusted the confetti off his clothes and wizard's hat. The first thing he saw was the sad state of this kitchen, and Taako put his hands on his hips with a sigh.]
Is this seriously what they want me to work with?
2. Cargo: Salvage
[After settling into the crew, Taako immediately went out salvaging. Something about that seemed to be the right thing to do, so he is dragging bits of metal sheeting, wires, robot parts, and sacks full of gears and pieces into the cargo hold. The planet is basically made for looting, so he's doing his level best to loot the shit out of it. He also has a Mage Hand - an invisible force - carrying several lush looking throw pillows trimmed in various colored fringe and blankets.
When he comes onto the ship, when he sees someone in here, he immediately motions to them.]
You, person whose name I totally remember, go grab the rest of this, hm? I'm not exactly the brawn type.
Planetside
1. Shopping
[You cannot expect Taako to go to a world of literal shopping and not come back with all the craziest shit. But sadly, he does not have a lot of money since he is recently arrived and was not part of this cargo haul that apparently got some people money and others not so much. Which means Taako has to do what Taako does best and improvise.
And he's doing a goddamn God Tier job at it. He's getting new outfits pieced together from clothing crates lost to the dumps, he's getting new throw pillows, blankets, random knick-knacks, and he's trying to find some goddamn weapons just because how bitchin' would it be to roll around the galaxy with a pair of machine guns strapped to his back? Totally, that's how much.
But he still has no money, so he'll slide over to the closest person in the same store as him and smile.]
Hey there, thug, you wanna help me with something?
2. Arena - Locked to Lup
[He could fight here, but why go through the effort? It's so much easier to wait until he sees a good bet and then toss as much of the Charmed credit he's earned so far straight into it. If he loses? Oh well. If he wins? Hell yeah.
So the second he sees Lup enter the arena, he knows exactly what to do. He bets every single credit he's earned so far on her winning. He highly doubts anyone here could conquer her level of spellcasting and the utter destruction he has a feeling she's capable of doing. Most people here relied on melee combat and, well, wizards are made for smashing from afar. This is also a good way to check what she's capable of and she did not disappoint.
Once the battle is over, he waits down by the fighters' exit, leaning up against the wall with a pocket full of credits.]
Nice job, Destructo.
[You cannot expect Taako to go to a world of literal shopping and not come back with all the craziest shit. But sadly, he does not have a lot of money since he is recently arrived and was not part of this cargo haul that apparently got some people money and others not so much. Which means Taako has to do what Taako does best and improvise.
And he's doing a goddamn God Tier job at it. He's getting new outfits pieced together from clothing crates lost to the dumps, he's getting new throw pillows, blankets, random knick-knacks, and he's trying to find some goddamn weapons just because how bitchin' would it be to roll around the galaxy with a pair of machine guns strapped to his back? Totally, that's how much.
But he still has no money, so he'll slide over to the closest person in the same store as him and smile.]
Hey there, thug, you wanna help me with something?
2. Arena - Locked to Lup
[He could fight here, but why go through the effort? It's so much easier to wait until he sees a good bet and then toss as much of the Charmed credit he's earned so far straight into it. If he loses? Oh well. If he wins? Hell yeah.
So the second he sees Lup enter the arena, he knows exactly what to do. He bets every single credit he's earned so far on her winning. He highly doubts anyone here could conquer her level of spellcasting and the utter destruction he has a feeling she's capable of doing. Most people here relied on melee combat and, well, wizards are made for smashing from afar. This is also a good way to check what she's capable of and she did not disappoint.
Once the battle is over, he waits down by the fighters' exit, leaning up against the wall with a pocket full of credits.]
Nice job, Destructo.
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How have you survived on such crappy food for six months is beyond me.
[Taako waves the catnip a little and smiles.]
Poor Kova. It must have been so hard for you.
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[But now, looking at her half-eaten bowl, she wonders if she should find it in herself to appreciate the improvement. ...Not yet?
Kova meanwhile, is entranced by this new strange plant. What is it, can he have more, as he pushes his face up into the plant.]
For him, I am certain it has been.
[Watching him play with the plant is a little distracting for her too.]
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Then rejoice because Taako is here to improve all of your lives.
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Taako is very generous with his gifts.
[Too generous, really; it's almost suspicious.
As for the cat, he immediately makes a low rumbling sound that is the opposite of a growl. He doesn't know what's going on but he likes it?]
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I have to make sure none of you chuckleheads die of malnutrition. I can't fly a spaceship on my own.
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Do not worry. I am certain the fleet has precautions in place should such a thing occur. Unless they think it would be entertainment value to see you piloting a ship alone.
[But clearly that was not his augment.]
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Oh I'm sure I'd nail it, but it'd be boring and I'd rather not.
[And he's seen malnutrition and experienced starvation. He'd prefer not to go through that again.]
Finish your salad, Snowball. I'll figure out something else for you to eat when it comes dinnertime.
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[She sets down her fork.]
I can finish the rest at another time, so you need not worry about preparing something else on my account.
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[It'll get soggy and gross, Haggar. That's just....ugh. No.]
I'll make you something else when it comes time - but I am not letting you eat salad leftovers.
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Then I will leave that to your discretion.
[Provided if she even knows what "dinnertime" is. At least the cat knows regular eating hours.]
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I'll have Kova come get you. He seems attuned to the right time schedule.
[Although he's probably high af right now, so who knows.]
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[Kova just seems content to roll his cat self all over the floor.]
He can find me once he regains his senses.
[If she does not abscond to the Iskaulit and lose track of time there, probably.]
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[Even alien varieties apparently. Taako gives Kova a scritch behind the ears and let's him be.]
He'll be back to normal in an hour or so.
Which is just in time for dinner probably. I'm still learning the time here. Hard to do without a sun.
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[Boy you just fed her half a salad. For her, that's practically a several course meal.]
You will simply have to find an alternate means of tracking the time. It is not so difficult to adjust.
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But what I meant is, in an hour I need to start preparing.
[He doesn't have a sous chef here so he'll need to prep all the ingredients, transmute what he can and conjure the rest. His first official meal on the ship has to be a statement piece - something that will let the others know that they've now been elevated to a certain lifestyle level of "please give a fuck about what you put in your mouth."]
Kova can come get you when it's dinnertime and I'll make sure he won't take no for an answer.
[Because neither will Taako and by the grace of Pan, he is going to get the people here used to eating more than half a bloody salad for sustenance.]
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Do not... be so presumptuous on either of our accounts.
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You can choose not to come, Your Gauntness, but I'm going to be making something spectacular for my first night here. Missing out on that would be a crime.
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[And she moves to slip out of the doorway.
He's not wrong; she will be there. Perhaps not quite on time--she does not want to seem eager, but she's also not going to miss it entirely--and she won't eat much, but. It's a start.]