action ; open base mingle

[octoroom]

It’s been about a month or so since people started arriving to this world and onto the base—a month of shenanigans, exploration, danger, angry sealife and other things. In this still-small base, there’s all kinds of things that characters can do so, therefore, consider this an all-purpose base mingle post.

prompts:

→ i. it’s a fixer upper
[In the wake of the Aurora explosion, there were quite a few things that needed repairing. Even then, the base itself is by no means complete, with limited room and not even rooms for each and every person. Luckily, there aren’t all that many living in the base! Yet.

But, there’s always something to do. Are you helping with repairs? Trying to decorate the base somehow? Building something new that can add to it? Perhaps you’re one of those in the laboratory, researching what species that this ocean has to offer. Hopefully nothing else is blowing up.

Or are you just standing around, staring wistfully out at the ocean and not contributing at all? I mean, that’s fine, but…]


→ ii. catch of the day
[How’s that seafood? What? You have no idea how to cook it? Well, then.

It’s probably like sushi, where you can eat it raw, right? Or maybe you’re one of those bringing back fresh supplies to the base. Possibly still wriggling around fresh supplies. Can you actually (miracle of miracles) cook some of the fish/other things that are probably fish so that they don’t taste half-bad?

If all else fails, just munch on some seaweed. I hear it’s nutritious.]


→ iii. it’s like a giant sleepover
[Surely there’s nothing awkward about cramming yourself into one of the ‘free’ rooms around the base with your air mattress and curling up there. Have you set out a space for yourself? Found a nice spot where you’re usually alone but uh-oh don't count on that for too long?

Perhaps you’d rather just sleep in the hallway to avoid drifting off near others.

Maybe you just don’t sleep at all or you prefer roaming the base when it gets dark. Nightmares about sea creatures can be a doozy.]


→ iv. choose your own/wildcard option
[What else has your character been doing? Go wild!]

(These prompts are loose so you can make your own prompts for people to tag out of them. Make headers, tag around, use this post for whatever you like!)

Comments

[churning]

ii. just call her martha stewart

[ Michiru isn't well-suited for salvage or heavy lifting, but as quickly becomes obvious, she's got a talent for hunting fish, even without Haruka's assistance. But there's no point in catching too many fish if it goes bad uneaten, so Michiru can often be found preparing fish with careful, firm movements of a knife, creating a small pile of the parts that are inedible, rather than simply tasteless or simply kind of bland - anything spiny or suspiciously colored, mostly.

She's experimenting with the jelly plants lately, trying them as sauce, combining it with the kelp.

If you wander in, she'll look up. ] Do you mind taste-testing something for me?

[ And when she's satisfied with what she's made, she'll offer a clear, pointed broadcast to the base at large: ]

Good afternoon. I've prepared an early dinner, but have far more than I can eat by myself. If you'd like some, you're welcome to it.

iii. the last rose of summer is wilting.

[ It's evening, not night, when the delicate sounds of a violinist warming up may be heard in the halls from on of the observatories. Michiru warms her fingers and her strings with the familiarity of years of practice, and eventually settles into a piece, the desire to play itching under her skin.

She isn't being particularly secretive, and when someone enters the room she'll eventually make eye contact, but she has nothing to say until the song is over, after which she lowers her bow and lowers her head.

If you approach, she'll be happy to speak to you now. If she's left to her own devices, she'll work her way slowly through Paganini's 24 Caprices, so speak now or hold your peace until she takes her next break in twenty minutes. ]

iv. wildcard.

[ Michiru can be found doing small repairs around the base where possible, and is often found exploring caves. Sailor Neptune can be seen from time to time in more dangerous cave systems or returning salvage to the base! ]

iii.

[pseudoll]

[Yin has no reason to drift towards the sound of the violin like she does. Music really has no place in her life anymore, and the days of her playing piano are set firmly in the past. Still, she ends up standing by the doorway, listening silently until Michiru finishes.

She doesn't clap. All she has is a succinct:]

It was beautiful. [It might seem like questionable compliment when her tone and expression are so flat, but she truly means it.]

[churning]

[ Michiru offers a smile in the face of her audience's blank expression - she has some experience with the type. ]

Thank you. I hope I didn't interrupt your evening.

ii

[maserannas]

Am I going to regret it if I say I don't mind?

[ Still, life isn't about failing to take chances all the time, so in spite of her question and the look she casts where Michiru is working, Ellana still changes course enough to come closer. Cooking is not one of her specialties; she can make things serviceable, though she's better with poultices, healing potions, and the like. Not exactly what people want to sit down and eat at the end of the day. ]

[churning]

I would certainly hope not!

[ It's followed by a laugh. She offers a bowl of green, ribbony noodles topped with carefully sliced and seared fish. The noodles are a little bland as is, but the fish has been well-prepared, and when they're eaten together it works well. ]

[maserannas]

[ She accepts the bowl without hesitation, glancing at its contents before finding a fork and taking a test bite. The fish doesn't taste quite the same as much else of what she's eaten, and the overall effect is one she appreciates. Enough so to smile after swallowing: ]

My compliments to the cook. You've managed to make something much more inspired than what I've been managing.

[churning]

My, thank you. I confess it's been a bit of trial and error! The jelly plants require a delicate temperature balance, or it starts to taste something like spoiled milk.

[ She shakes her head, looking as unenthused as she sounds. ]

I hope to streamline the process as we have more supplies.

[maserannas]

Sounds delightful.

[ While there are some things that are okay after they've gone a little off, she has yet to find any milk that was meant to be milk that has. Thus that announcement earns a sympathetic cringe. ]

Which might be a matter of experimentation with everything we find around us at this point. Were you looking for anything in particular? I can pass word along and keep an eye out for specifics while I'm out there.

iii

[imsorey]

[He's surprised to hear the sound of music here--it's been so quiet when there haven't been people talking or scurrying around the base, and it compels him to investigate. When he finds the observatory she's playing in he stops to watch her quietly, waiting until she's done before clapping and speaking up.]

That was beautiful!

[churning]

[ Clapping! How cute. The smile Michiru offers is perhaps a little indulgent, but genuine enough. ]

Thank you. Skills atrophy with disuse, so I thought I should practice. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[imsorey]

It's as good a reason as any to play. I think it'd do everybody some good to have more music around here too. --Unless that's too embarrassing.

[He doesn't want her to feel like she has to practice where everyone can hear or anything.]

[churning]

Embarrassing? [ She tilts her head, and then she laughs, lifting hand and bow over her mouth. Her, embarrassed by playing... ]

That's a sweet thought, but I assure you, it's not a problem.

[imsorey]

I thought it wouldn't hurt to ask. Some people can be really shy about that kind of stuff!

[He is glad he didn't accidentally embarrass her though.]