driftfleet | Arrival

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Arrival

Who: Kolivan and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Goldstone and Iskaulit
When: Soon after his shuffle

Broadcast

[For those who have seen Krolia and Ulaz, it may be easier to recognize a Galra. A Galra who is picking a piece of confetti off of his shoulder. He looks less than impressed by the fact that he got to have his "celebration" for his arrival to the Goldstone. He also looks like he barely fits in this room that he's been assigned to... No wait. When he shifts it's clear he's in the armory.]

To the SS Goldstone, I am Kolivan of the Blades of Marmora. It seems I have been assigned as your security officer. At least for what is supposedly meant to be security in this...fleet.

[He maaaaaaaaaay not approve of. AT ALL.]

We will need to improve the regulations for this ship. The security needs improvement.

[As for the rest of you, he'll introduce himself in his own fashion to you as well. Though anyone who is from the Blades of Marmora will here a sort of tapping in the background. A coded message to you saying the following: "If there are other Blades here respond. This is Kolivan. If there are any other Blades here please respond..."]

Since I am currently residing with this fleet, the introduction will apply to you as well for the sake of efficiency. For now...signing out.

[And the video ends.]

Goldstone

[With that message sent, he goes back to figuring out the state of the security on this ship. Thus far he's not impressed with it. It's too easy for someone to get onto this ship uninvited. While things appear peaceful that doesn't mean they will remain so.

Which means that it's easy to spot the towering Galra ducking through the ship to figure out where the holes in the security are so he can look into fixing them. The last thing they need is to be vulnerable for a potential attack.

Please don't mind that he's always frowning. That's just...Kolivan.]

Iskaulit

[When he's not on the Goldstone, he's exploring the Iskaulit. He's heard that there are a lot of abandoned rooms here so he's hoping to find more supplies here. Or information. (Especially information.)

Once again, it's easy to spot him since he towers over heads as he walks along. For now his braid is wrapped around his neck almost making it look like he has a white choker. It keeps it out of the way for the time being, something he feels will be necessary should he come across an area where he'll need to put on his helmet. One can never tell what the air quality will be on a ship with abandoned rooms in it.

Alright and he might also be looking for a place to turn into a room so he can have a place to escape to when he wants to stretch out. The Goldstone is clearly not built for Galra bodies like his own.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The circumstances are less than favorable but this is nothing I can't handle. I have endured far worse than this troublesome matter.

[Even if his tone has an edge of finding this situation...annoying. He does not like the idea of having been kidnapped and being forced to entertain.]

Though the security of my ship is rather lacking. Something I intend to fix as soon as possible.

Then they will be lucky to have, and not just for having someone nice to look at.

[He's really not going to stop unless Kolivan tells him to.]

Did they assign you to security then? I've only just met you, but it seems to suit you.

Yes. I have the security augment. It would be suitable to the skills I possess.

[And he's going to frown a little more at the mention of him being nice to look at. What about him is nice to look at? There are likely far more attractive Galra than himself.]

What is your augment?

Pilot. Which, honestly, was a terrible fit.

[He still seems more amused than anything.] Before I came here, I had no concept that there were other worlds in the stars, let alone that one might travel to them.

I'm glad they aren't putting your talents to waste. And I'd love to see more of them, once we know each other a bit better.

I intend to keep up with my combat practices. The fact that there is peace in this fleet currently does not mean there always will be.

[Obviously.]

There will be little reason to hide sparring sessions with my Blades when we have the opportunity. As long as you don't sneak up on us, you may watch.

Why, that almost sounds like a date. [Cyril replies, his tone smooth and pleased.]

[There's a moment of silence before he speaks again.]

I'm not certain how watching me spar with others would somehow be a date.

[Is he missing something?]

You don't think watching someone get all worked up and sweaty is a date?

Though, to be fair, I'm not the traditional sort.

I am Galra and the leader of the Blades of Marmora. Sparring is not a form of courtship.

[Has this being been serious this whole time about flirting with him? But why?]

There are likely to be more attractive beings in this universe.

[Cyril seems to consider that. He hadn't meant to make light of Kolivan's duties, but knowing that he takes his role seriously, just makes Cyril more inclined to like him.

He replies sincerely.]

I apologize if it seemed I was making light of your position. If you'd like me to stop flirting with you, I will. If you don't mind it, I'll keep it up, but I'll make a note not to expect reciprocation.

I'm not certain why you find me attractive. Returning affections is not something I have practice in which means others are likely to be better suited to you. I have a great deal of focus towards my duty.

[Basically Kolivan doesn't mind but he's not sure if he'd be able to return these affections because it's been so long since he even thought about it he's not sure if he knows how to anymore.]

[Cyril seems to consider that for a moment.]

You seem the type of man who would be willing to accept my honest impression...

So, let's start with your physical appearance. I admit a certain preference for tall, muscular men. You fit into that category quite nicely, yes?

And then in our introductory conversation, after my initial reaction of your physique, you have shared that you care for the health and safety of others through your comments about elfroot, and that you take your role of protecting people you've only just met seriously, as we discussed your role as a security officer.

You've mentioned that you are a leader, one that seems to have his duty to his people in the forefront of his thoughts. After all, the only time you responded to my flippant flirting was when I inadvertently made light of the training you partake in with them.

You understand the importance of command and wear old wounds that may have come from it. [He looks down at the metallic hand he wears and closes the fist before focusing on Kolivan.] I can relate to that. And with the desire to protect and care for others.

Basically, every moment we've spoken, you've revealed you are exactly the kind of person I find attractive. That impression may be wrong, of course, we've only just met. But I'd like the opportunity to discover that. You're more than welcome to try to prove me wrong.

[He...hadn't expected that response. And it shows on his face as he looks at him blinking. Not much can throw him off like this but that level of honesty about his attractiveness is...surprising.][Give him a moment to figure out how to properly respond to this. It's been a long time since he's had to consider things of this nature.

Which means he responds with that.]

I rather lack the proper response to these affections and showings of interest. This is not something I have taken into consideration for many years now. My efforts have always been for others rather than my own interests.

You don't have to be anything other than who you are, Kolivan. That's the person who made a good first impression. You don't have to respond any way other than how you know.

But if I do cross the line, you should tell me. And I'll pull back.

Then I will respond with honesty when you do.

[Because he doesn't actually mind the flirtation no matter how confusing it is.]

You will be told if you go too far though. I don't allow anyone to cross lines on any matters.

Good. [And Cyril smiles brightly at Kolivan.]

And we're at the garden now, so we can check out the elfroot and maybe you can find some space to start growing something yourself?

[He leads the way into the garden then.]

I was never a farmer nor a scientist. However, I could find others capable of the task.

[Once a soldier, always a soldier. It's just in his blood at this point.]

Which plant is the elfroot?

It's over here. [Cyril heads over to the elfroot.]

Looks like it's growing in nicely.

Did you want to help me?

[Going over, he kneels by the plant. He can't tell personally how well it's growing but if Cyril says this looks right then he supposes he has to trust him.]

I have agriculture experience. If you require my assistance than you'll have to tell me what to do.

[.............basically yes he wanted to help.]

One thing you'll learn about me if we do get to know each other better, handsome, is that spending time with me is rarely required, but I do my best to make it a perk.

[He hands over some supplies they can use to harvest some finished elfroot.] If you pick some of the leaves we can make them into a healing salve. You seemed interested in that, so we can start there.

The ones that look like this are done growing. [He points out a mature plant.] And you can clip the leaves like this. [He demonstrates that too, and then gives Kolivan space to try.]

[Well, Cyril has made it clear already that he doesn't have to figure out a response for this flirtation so he decides to simply handle this being as he would anyone else. Besides, he did say he has agriculture experience. Which basically means he knows how to identify some plants in the universe after looking through intelligence he's been given.

Basically he doesn't now anything beyond the basics but it still counts.

Nodding, he lowers his head further so he can look at the plant more closely to identify the leaves that he's referring to in comparison to others. Ah. There are clear differences. Watching him clip leaves, he nods before calmly repeating the action. It's quick and efficient with no flaw to it. This much is something that he can do.]

How long have you worked with plants like this?

[He's decided there isn't harm in getting to know this one.]

My whole life. The Dalish tend to live off the land, and then when I had a place of my own I turned the garden into my own little project.

It was nice. I could turn the plants into all sorts of tonics, potions, and mixtures. It was useful in battle and for taking care of my people.

[The Dalish. So that is what is he is. A Dalish. Of course he has no idea what that even means but apparently it's what this unfamiliar race is. He will keep that in mind.]

That is a valuable skill. I would be interested to hear more about the other things you have created using your knowledge.

[Cyril visibly brightens at that.]

Would you? Perhaps I could help your... Blades? Was that the proper name you said?

The Blades of Marmora.

[Interesting that he's so quick to want to help his Blades. However, he doesn't really see this as a flaw.]

I would ask to test these on myself before I give them to my people. I won't give anything to them that I don't feel safe taking myself.

[This is less about not trusting the Dalish and more that he's protective of his Blades. In his own way.]

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