party on the pathstone

[dawnwillcome]

Who: Pathstone crew + ANYONE EVER WOW
Broadcast: nah bro
Action: YAH BRO
When: whenever bro

[Is the Pathstone more capable with a captain missing and another one replace with someone who does their job? How many people can fit into a captain's nest? Why is there a captain's nest? Has Solas painted the entire interior of the ship yet? Has Cole talked to each and every plant? Has Duke discovered that his ship has been previously worthless since basically the beginning of time? Will Crowley ever try to get his captain status back?

Tune in now for the answers to these questions and more in this episode of As The Pathstone Turns!]

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[dawnwillcome]

[A majority of the time, Jove can be found hard at work in the engine room or outside the ship working on the last of the repairs that need to be done after the attack. The ship is slowly making its way to being in good shape, but it's a bit on the slow side when they have only one Engineer augment and a handful of helpful crew members.

When she isn't working on the ship, Jove is in her bedroom that now looks more like a greenhouse with a bed than anything else. There are etchings and paintings on the exposed bits of wall now, half completed works of art that Solas has been working on at her request to make the place feel just a little bit more like Skyhold.

No matter where she's found, the response to guests is the same as it always is. A smile, warm and welcoming as she puts aside whatever it was she had been doing because honestly, there's just about nowhere in the Fleet she wouldn't be happy to see.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ When Duke runs out of things to do on his own, he wanders. Wandering usually results in peeking into the engine room, and ah, there is Jove. ]

... Would you like any extra hands?

[dawnwillcome]

[That's a voice Jove is still not quite used to on the ship, but when she sees Duke she does in fact have a smile for him. When she had been new to the ship hardly anyone pulled her weight and really, she's just glad new people are coming to a ship that's starting to turn that perception around.]

Well I'm certainly not about to say no. It's only too bad that this had to be part of your introduction to living on this ship.

[openhands]

[Regardless of the fact that Jove is not the Inquisitor that Cassandra knows best, it's still strange to be going to the Inquisitor rather than having her come to Cassandra. At least in terms of a purely social visit. Cassandra usually kept those to somewhat a minimum, understanding that there were far better uses of the Inquisitor's time.]

[But here she is, turning up on Jove's ship in the engine room where she appears to be hard at work. Perhaps she should have called first. Too late for that now.]

[Cassandra clears her throat.]

Inquisitor.

[dawnwillcome]

[Hard at work and quite distracted, so when Cassandra chooses that particular moment to drop by Jove is entirely focused on her work. It feels strange to have the implant in her head be telling her what to do to fix the ship, but by now she's at least had the voices from the Well of Sorrows to get her used to this kind of thing.

It can be quite crowded in her head and she doesn't hear Cassandra come in. Thus, at the sound of her clearing her throat and speaking, Jove jumps and very nearly smacks her head on the engine she had been tucked under to get a very specific part she had never actually heard of before today.

Smooth. At least she didn't drop anything.]

Cassandra? Just- give me a moment, I'm a bit trapped. Small spaces, you understand.

[She couldn't have come when Jove was in complete control of herself and the situation, could she. Figures.]

[viran]

[Slowly but surely, Mahna is making his rounds in an attempt to confirm his companions' wellbeing face-to-face. The sight of green space catches Mahna's attention first before he notices Jove within. Or who he thinks is Jove, at least (there are only two Dalish elves in the fleet as far as he can tell).

Still, they haven't met in person yet, so he asks,] Jove?

[dawnwillcome]

[She'd been collecting leaves of a few select plants, very carefully clipping them free and setting them aside for later use. One of the best things about her little garden is the ability to do this at all, use things she's familiar with to help people she cares for overcome motion sickness, or even just to add a few herbs to tea to improve the taste a little.

If Sera were here Jove is certain there'd be no end to the jokes about being too elfy, but it's not like she could deny it. At least she doesn't have any dirt on her clothes? When she looks over at the sound of her name, she looks surprised for a moment to see Mahna. Their first meeting hadn't gone badly, but it had been hard for him, she knows that. A visit is entirely unexpected, but not at all unwelcome. She smiles at him, motions for him to come in.]

Mahna. I see you've mastered travel between different ships. It's strange, isn't it?

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke, when he isn't terribly invested in some project or another, settles into patterns. Wake, wash, eat something either with a bit of effort into it, or.. absolutely none at all, check everything in the armory, even if he didn't touch it after he did this the last time he cleaned the place. Pace the ship once or twice. Stare out into space because it is still fascinating.

Sometimes he settles in the kitchen - in a random chair, in the corner on the floor, or very occasionally on nothing like it is a chair - and works on a project. The current one involves a length of pale purple light.

Whether he's very focused on something, or just walking around, Duke will usually tilt his head slightly toward anyone who approaches once they reach two yards from him. Anyone sensitive to magic can find that there's an increased concentration of magic right where Duke starts noticing people. ]

[dirth]

[ Most of the time, Solas keeps to himself. He spends a lot of time in his room, reading and painting, drawing the things he remembers from home and the people he has met here - which includes Jove and Cole, the rest of the Inquisition and his crewmates. Solas isn't capable of being particularly helpful when it comes to maintaining and repairing the ship, considering his augment, but he does what he can to offer advice and companionship when he can.

When he leaves his room he has his art supplies with him, paints and notebooks bought for him by Jove, and he spends a few hours a day working on her room with her supervision, as well as offering his services to anyone else that might want it. He enjoys the idea of decorating the entire ship with etchings and paintings, with memories of the Fade and Thedas and plants they go to, and he looks forward to it.

If he is approached he will be kind and polite, as always, welcoming anyone that might be tipping near stranger rather than friends. Anyone else will get something a little brighter, especially if he cares about them. ]

[killedwithlove]

[Cole's been away visiting, but he comes back to the Pathstone and slinks his way into Solas' room. He looks frayed, uncomfortable and unhappy and somehow...

Less real. Fragile.]

[onlyanapple]

[Hello, Solas. Crowley's been keeping a lazy eye on their newer arrival, mostly making note how he interacts with Cole, and more importantly-Jove. He's lounging somewhere, when he sees the elf wandering past, and gives an idle wave. ]

Oh, so you do come outside of your room, then?

[princessia]

[ Elize is wandering the ship, sometimes skipping and humming a little original tune to herself. While not a part of the crew, she knows a few people that are. She's especially fond of Jove and Cole.

All her roaming around eventually brings her to come across Solas and she suddenly stops humming, shyly tucking her arms behind her back. She makes an effort to smile at him in greeting. When she notices the art supplies, her eyes widen a bit as realization sets in. A certain spirit boy might have mentioned him to her. ]

...You must be Solas.

[dawnwillcome]

[When Solas is working on the paintings in her room, it's very rare that Jove isn't there to watch and help where she can, handing him fresh brushes or a pot of paint for him so he doesn't have to worry about constantly going back and forth to reload his brush.

She enjoys his company, that's all. It's a blessing to have him and Cole on her ship, two people from home who may not remember her but have come to be as important to her as her own versions of them are. She's standing beside him with a palette loaded with the colors he needs now, watching the careful way his brush slides over the wall with what looks to her like perfect precision. It seems like he always knows exactly what he's going to point when he starts something new.]

I don't suppose you'll tell me what this one is supposed to represent?

[heresyandlace]

[and sometime around the midpoint of the month, after the dragon has had time to rearrange himself and complete his healing, he finally returns 'home'... to find the ship looking nothing like how he'd left it.

quietly, without warning or announcement, he makes his way aboard and begins his inspection.

Wherever Solas is, he will eventually find him.]

[viran]

[It takes a few days, but eventually Mahna decides to do some looking around. Solas is near the top of Mahna's list of people he needs to seen sooner rather than later. His head feels fogged up with a haze, body prepared for a fight that won't come, but he blames it on the whole elves in space thing rather than the fact none of his companions know him. Just when Mahna's about to head back to the Bloodsport after speaking with Jove, he spots Solas in his room. A sting of jealousy slices through his chest, but he tries to swallow it down all the same; envying Jove would only cause harm to everyone involved.

He knocks lightly on the doorframe before poking his head in.]

Solas? May I...? [He suddenly feels quite nervous, as if meeting someone entirely new.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Two keep-to-themselves, it isn't terribly surprising Duke only vaguely recognizes him.

On the other hand, painting isn't something he got to watch often, so he pauses and watches. ]

... Is it more difficult, paint on metal? [ He is fairly sure paint-and-canvas, or paper, tends to work as it does due to some absorption. ]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley certainly hasn't made any attempt to get his captain status back. In fact, he's rarely on the Pathstone at all, instead settling for lavish hotel rooms, a lot of gambling and even more drinking.

He does return to the ship once in a while, though. Mostly to dump his winnings (which look most to be Houseplants) onto the ship. He's talking to a luscious looking ficus (which may or may not be his from home, who knows) as he sets it down on the communications console. ]

Okay, this is your new home from now on. Looks pretty sweet, doesn't it? Well, don't get too comfortable, because if I see one brown leaf, even a hint of wilting, you're going through the airlock. It'll be hasta-la-vista for you, my little friend. Are we clear?

[princessia]

[ Elize just happens to be on the Pathstone when Crowley decides to return. As she roams the ship, she overhears him talking to the plant and stops nearby to listen. She doesn't know many people that talk to plants. She finds it a little strange. "Hasta-la-vista"? ]

Wh-why are you talking to the plant?

[heresyandlace]

[hello, Pathstone. your wayward captain has returned.

once he has vented some energy and reassembled himself, Tek finally moves out of his temporary hideaway and makes his way home. he's finally wearing his most familiar face, holding himself tall like he should, but he's still not exactly the same creature as he was when he last set foot on board.

he's missing some things. aside from the brand new hole in his soul, he doesn't look quite as he should. he seems to be lacking a few of the subtle details in his face that normally makes him seem at least mostly warm and mammalian, and he's dressed only in the standard Atroma-brand charcoal jumpsuit. he could stand to spend some time in front of a mirror, honestly.

and he's taking a slow tour of the ship once he arrives, coldly inspecting every unfamiliar nook and cranny--practically a stranger on his own ship.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is, as usual, lounging about, doing very little. THIS is something to get his attention, though. He even partially sits up in his chair as Tek enters the comms area..]

Well well, I was starting to wonder if you'd ever come back.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Here is an unfamiliar room - well, if Tek has been in any other armory, it's familiar. Not familiar on the Pathstone, at least.

Duke is finishing double checking that everything is clean or .. something, which he probably doesn't need to do but whatever, routine. He puts the weird armor stuff down, but doesn't turn toward the door when his magic lets him know it opened. ]

Hello.

[dawnwillcome]

[For the most part, Jove does sleep in her own room. She likes it there best out of any place on the fleet and rightly so, after all the work she's put into making it her own. Plants and paintings now, thanks to Solas, but it's also filled with things from Mor that make it look much more like a room a Dalish elf would have. If she could have done the same in Skyhold, she certainly would have.

But one of the things left behind by the previous captains was a very comfortable looking nest tucked away that reminded her a great deal of the beds she and childhood friends would make for themselves in the back of an aravel if the clan happened to be stopping for long in one place. It had become something of a custom to bring all the blankets and pillows to one aravel, make a big bed, and cuddle in in a group for warmth and companionship.

So, being that she's the captain now and no one had been around to tell her she couldn't make use of the nest on her own, she's done just that from time to time. It's quite comfortable and Tek has been gone so long she hadn't actually put thought into the fact that one day, he might return and find her exactly where she is now, curled up in the collection of pillows and blankets and sleeping soundly like she has every right to be where she is.

Oops? Welcome home, Tek.]

[serves]

[You have a visitor, Pathstone! And while Cullen may know a few people on board, he's looking for one in particular. Slender, pointy ears, beautiful.

It's not Solas.

Don't mind the blonde trying to make his way to the proper room without being asked where he's going.]

[heresyandlace]

[there are several civilian rooms on the ship now; it is a little disorienting if you don't know where you're going. so, there may be a near collision as Tek opens the door to leave his room, and finds himself suddenly face-to-face with this stranger.

and being that Tek has only just returned to the ship after spending a month away, he... really has no idea whether this man is a visitor or a resident.

he's getting a good up-and-down glance either way, though.]

[dawnwillcome]

[The elf Cullen may or may not be searching for isn't actually in her room, unfortunately for Cullen. She had been in the kitchen lamenting her dwindling supply of tea and coming dangerously close to missing Mor, but when she spots Cullen on his path towards her room those thoughts are happily forgotten.]

You look like you've got a very particular place you're trying to get to as quickly as possible, Commander.