002. ☾ First contact { Action }

[proteusmoon]

Who: Cecil and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night

[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.

It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.

Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

Comments

[aberrant_type]

[Hange, weirdly, doesn't stroke her hair or anything. Instead she pats Cecil on the forehead. Pat pat.]

You remind me of some cats I've met.

[proteusmoon]

[ She seems pretty content with the patting, though she flinches a bit at first until she gets used to it. ]

Were they pale, small, and somewhat amnesiac?

[aberrant_type]

[She stops soon enough anyway.]

They were cuddly types. Some of them might have been pale or small.

[proteusmoon]

It's only because I'm inebriated, you know.

[aberrant_type]

Haha! What a first meeting! ... This is our first meeting, isn't it?

[proteusmoon]

No, we met before-- on one of the first waystations. You were exercising...?

[ She pouts a little, mostly on purpose. ]

I'm hurt. I was not so memorable.

[aberrant_type]

I'm too drunk to remember details like that.

[And now she's trying to get to her feet again.]

C'mon. Let's... get back to those ships.