THE AURORA was once a sight to see. An impressive mining ship, home to many, it could travel across great interstellar distances while providing all the comforts necessary to those within. Its star-sailing days are over now, as it now is a terrible wreckage, with salvage and dangers for those who come near.
It’s also exactly where the new crew members just showed up. URSULA will be immediately sending the on-base crew towards the Aurora, while those who have just arrived have some time to explore. The Aurora, however, isn’t the safest place to be. There are some large creatures in the water, and they may not be friendly towards the crew…
Below is a timeline of events as they unfold, with some further information!
1000: THE AURORA
While the new crew may have arrived anywhere throughout the ship, many will have found themselves in the common rooms, surrounded by the comforts of those who once lived here. Those who choose to wander further may find many rooms throughout, often in varying states of decay. While there are smaller predators on the Aurora and the danger of a wrecked vessel, an unsettling peace pervades the crashed ship. For now, they are safe.
1030: THE BASE
At 10:30 in the morning, URSULA reaches out to all crew members with an urgent message:
”All crew members please report in immediately! Life signs detected on the Aurora! Please stop all other activities and begin rescue mission. Gather any supplies you need, use the vehicles and help any survivors you find. Devices are near the entrance to track life signals once you're on the Aurora. If they're safe, please remember we need to salvage what we can from the Aurora as well. The supplies will benefit any survivors as well.”
Get cracking, crew! Base and Biome have information on what kind of weapons and defenses your fellow crew have had.
1100: THE AURORA
Thanks to the transportation they had built, the base’s crew is able to arrive in record time. They can help seek out their new crew members, take the opportunity to explore more of the Aurora, or just sulk in the transporter. URSULA reminds everyone that salvaging is a key part of their mission, and they should gather what they can before returning to base.
1200: THE AURORA
The crew however only gets an hour to enjoy itself (?) in the wreckage. At noon, URSULA broadcasts to all present, new and old:
”Attention! Dire warning! Reaper Leviathans! According to what I've salvaged of my database, they're apex predators from the westernmost region of the ocean. One signal coming from the west, two others coming out of the Void from deep below the ship!”
The crew may try to evacuate, but it is probably better to prepare for battle or hiding instead. They won’t get enough time to get out of the way before…
1210: THE AURORA
The Reapers are here. Peering out one of the Aurora's entrances will reveal that they are already circling around the vessel, as if they realize something is inside. One even beaches, its entire, 160 foot body soaring through the air before slamming down into the water. It almost feels like a warning. A threat.
URSULA urges the crew to stay inside where it is safe, but if anyone does insist on charging forward, she advises them to split into teams and take on as many Reapers at once as possible to avoid any group being teamed-up on by multiple Leviathans.
NOTE: To fight a Reaper Leviathan, comment under the REAPER FIGHT THREAD comment below! We ask that you work in teams of two or three for the battle to keep threads organized and minimize the number of fight threads the mods will need to work through. Be mindful that these are extremely fierce, dangerous, fast, giant apex predators, and they are very likely to do damage against those who fight them! By tagging in, you are agreeing to put your characters at risk of injury from the Reapers. As URSULA advised, those who don't want to get hurt should hold back and wait.
1300: EVACUATION
Things are looking grim. While the crew's teams make a good fight of it, these Reapers are durable, and they just keep coming back for more. It seems they're on a mission, to stop the crew, no matter how battered they become.
That's when the bellowing starts. Coming from everywhere, a song like that of the cavalry that disorients the Reapers as a large pod of Reefbacks swim in. Several put themselves between the ship and the Reapers, allowing anyone on aboard to safely get into the transports and into the water.
Others begin to fight. The use the concentrated power of their songs to knock back attacks from the front, powerfully lashing their tentacles like whips to crack against the Reapers. In battle they're surprisingly agile, able to spin around in a moment's notice to alternate between confusing and attacking the Reapers.
But any crew members watching can see the toll it takes on the Reefbacks. One Reefback in particular chooses to guide the crew back to the base by swimming along aside them. Thick, dark blood trails in the water behind it but it beats off any curious smaller predators like Stalkers. But its shell is cracked, its 'face' smashed in, and it gets no further than the Kelp Forest before it settles into a dense patch of creepvines for a final rest. It sends out a final cry that somehow feels like a wish for the crew to keep going on to the base, away from the continuing battle.
The rest of the pod manages to drive the Reapers back, though they too have their casualties. Still, the Aurora and the crew are safe for now.
Perhaps that was their only wish.
Direct any questions and plotting to the OOC post and have fun!
Dude. Duuuuude. I'm callin' first dibsies on that!
[ Roxy's eyes are as wide as saucers as fall upon the old-school Nintendo Entertainment System on the shelf. How did they know she loves retrogaming? She's only ever seen one of these systems online and in old and crusty magazines. It doesn't matter that the place is run-down and looking like a tornado ripped on through the ship, she's perfectly okay with just chilling here and playing video games for a bit. Why not.
But thirstfirst thing's first. She helps herself to one of the many cans laying about, cracks it open, and lifts it to her mouth... only to be greeted by the smell of beer.
Fuck! She drops it so fast, she nearly flings it across the room. That is the last thing she needs right now, but needing and wanting are two different things.
She frowns at the spilled beer, the overturned can pouring its delicious elixir out all over hell. She just watches the can empty itself with a frown. ]
Now that is real alcohol abuse.
[ Man, what a waste. ]
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[ Oh god, the bellowing. Roxy has good enough of a reason to not particularly care for the sea, in the sense that the sea is where evil tyrannical seawitches come from. However, she did not hesitate at all when she was approached and asked for help. It's not in her nature to turn away anyone in need, be that someone a person, an animal, or a planet.
But now that she's had time to think about it? And she witnesses the damage the Reapers are doing? She has to wonder if this was Batterwitch's plan all along. Maybe seabitch is punking her?
That train of thought is quickly derailed when she spots the Reefbacks swimming to their rescue, guiding and sheilding them as they flee to the safety of the base. She notices one Reefback in particular, injured and bleeding, and presses her face against the window to watch it descend into the kelp. Her own injuries are minor in comparison... she knows it won't make it. ]
No...!
[ Roxy hears its cry. Her blood runs cold as moisture builds up in her eyes. But... the Reefbacks are so adorable, and they helped them, so why did one of them have to die? That hardly seems right, especially after one of them sacrificed itself to help them. If only there is something she can do to help.
But there isn't. She's pretty sure that throwing the hatch open now will endanger all of them. Alas, she is able to do nothing but cry for and mourn their fallen hero friend.
[She's not the only one completely upset about this. While Mai doesn't make much more than a startled gasp when it falls, that stifled by her hands over her mouth, her expression is total and absolute horror.
How could something like this happen?
All it had done was--]
It... it was just trying to...protect us... but that's...! [It's not fair.]
[ Roxy watches as it finally disappears into the kelp for good, naught but a murky trail of blood left in its place. Damn her bleeding heart for making her concerned over a tentaclewhale she's never met before!
She clings to the other girl. It doesn't matter if they've never met; comfort is comfort. (Plus she's cute.) ]
It's so totes unfair I can't stand it! Why did it have to die?
[Comfort is comfort, and honestly Mai's not really all there to be concerned about the lack of personal space. Besides, Roxy is a girl which makes it infinitely less concerning than if a guy did it. So carefully and gently, she'll lift her arms to hug Roxy back, expression sad.]
I don't know... I don't even know why it was trying to protect us so hard but...
[As opposed to Roxy, Fukami nearby doesn't react as the Reefback goes down. Doesn't react much, save for the way that his eyes close, how there's a deep ache of thankfulness and regret both for a fellow animal of the sea and the way he turns in order to watch, to preserve the last moments of one of their saviours.
However, this is a subtle reaction, and Roxy's is far more evident, making his chest twinge. Fukami's tentacles curl closer to his legs as he ponders how he might comfort a stranger. In the end...]
...We owe them our thanks. Later, we should seek them out. [...] Including the one who fell.
[They can mourn and bring flowers, or sea plants of some kind, to the area that will become something of a grave.]
[ Roxy's anguish is forgotten the second she sees those tentacles coming towards her...! But she's not afraid of them, despite having seen this kind of anime before. She's actually really chill about it and doesn't think it strange at all! She's just never met a person who had them before.
Back to the whale-- ] Mmyeah. [ She wipes her eyes off on her sleeve. ]
I think... I think we should try to give it a funeral once we can get back down there safely? To honor its memory, and what it did for us.
[ While Rose finds the death of the reefback a tragedy (and she is already composing an ode to it's heroism), she's not exactly the type to do much more than frown and give a mournful sigh. She didn't exactly know the reefback personally? It was a very helpful sea beast, yes, but they weren't bros so she's not about that cry life.
But oh geeze, her teen mom is crying teen mom is upset, shit what should she do about this she should be doing something about this
She reaches out to put a hand on Roxy's shoulder. There, there. ]
I'm sure it lived a long and happy life. [ Asides from, like, right now. ] And will move onto a netherworld where it can swim freely, among others of it's kind. Consider this not it's end, but it's beginning of a new journey.
[ It's totally dead and probably doesn't even get a dream bubble, it is super dead right now. It is really gone and had a violent, horrible end. ]
Mom's here mom's here mom's here mom's here! Roxy is relieved when that hand touches her shoulder and that voice offers comfort in its wordy and eloquent way. She spins around and does Roxy one better than the hand on her shoulder, hugging her tight. While she can't say she believes Rose exactly, she is nonetheless appreciative. She hasn't known her for very long, but she just seems so mature and wise beyond her years. Roxy likes that about Rose. It's not difficult to imagine this woman as her real mother, in all her beautiful majyyk-slingin' glory. Taking down all the damn Mirthful Messiahs like a goddamn badass!
God, her mom is so cool. ]
Thanks, Mom. I mean Rose. [ Not calling her that is going to be a difficult habit to break. She sincerely hopes Rose does not mind. She has nothing but the utmost affection for her teen mom.
She sniffles, and wipes her eyes dry on her sleeve. ]
When we can get back out there safely without being slaughtered by seamonsters, I wanna give it a funeral.
[ Having issues with seeing someone as your mom while trying not to... yep, that's going to sum up half their relationship for a while.
The hug surprises her, but after a moment Rose will return it. ]
It's okay, mom-- Roxy. [ GODDAMN IT NOW SHE'S DONE IT. At least she's not calling you hot mom, like Dave. ]
Really? [ No, wait, why is she surprised. This is the post-scratch iteration of a woman who built a mausoleum for her daughter's dead cat, of course she wants to have a funeral for the helpful seabeast. ] That would be nice, a good way to pay our respect and our dues for it's sacrifice. We'll need... black clothing to wear, flowers, perhaps someone can paint a portrait.
Eh, it could be worse. You could have spilled some aj.
[ Joking is clearly the way to get past the alcohol abuse comment...Rose having that minor detour into alcoholism was awkward enough for Dave. He's never sure how to talk about serious shit with anyone, and it's probably for the best Vriska cut Rose off, even if Dave had kind of wanted to strangle her for it a bit. ]
More to the point, are there two controllers? Can we co-op somethin'?
[ His hands are in his pockets as he eyes the NES, curious. ]
[ What is it with Striders and their obsession with beverages (like she's one to talk. At least it's not booze).
Roxy beams. She's elated her lil' Davey-poo is here! Her son. Well, her son via ectobiological time and space shenanigans, but her son nonetheless. It's difficult not to think of him as anything but.
Her eyes light up when asks the question. Immediately, Roxy is rummaging around through the commons in search of a second controller. When she finds it, she holds it over her head not unlike a different Hero of Time from this awesome retro video game she once played. Da-da-da-daaaaa! ]
Oh Davey, I thought ya'd never ask! [ She beams, and begins looking through the stash of games in search of something that is 2-player. She chances upon a copy of Mario Kart. ]
Hot buttered fuck, this is perfect!
[ And that's the story of how Roxy destroyed the Strilonde family for life. Damn game is the Monopoly of video games. ]
[ Roxy, why do you hate their family. What did their family ever do to you. Dirk is super competitive! Dave is...not as much competitive. He's actually okay with getting his ass kicked at mario kart, tbh. Bring it on. It's still a novelty to have guardian-reboots who want to, like. Spend time with him. In a way that does not involve strifing.
...Well, video games are kinda like strifing but not really the same thing so whatever. ]
Sweet find, Mom. [ He's just committing to that. You're Mom now, Roxy. ] You got enough spare cards for everything, or do you need me to carry some of it? I've got some free space still. I get the feelin' we should be sure to take anything we really want before we book it...
[Alcoholism? Reunions? FUCK ALL OF THAT. There are important things at stake. Those important things are HOW MUCH OCTODAD IS NECESSARY. They have to find it and try to play it on the same controller. This is what is important in life.
Incidentally, he drops down right beside her and gives her a little pat on the shoulder. He's got you, brosis.]
The booze is completely forgotten (at least for now) because Dirk is here. Not only is he here, but he is wanting to play a video game with her! Despite what happened the last time they played a game together, Roxy is more than eager to comply. But Octodad will have to wait a tick, because Dirk is here and she hasn't hugged him lately.
So, hug! And a big one, at that. ]
Omgosh, yes. Yes! Good games with good bros!
[ While she's hugging him, she's just going to... inconspicuously... nudge the empty beer can under a piece of furniture with her foot. Because out of sight, out of mind. Never mind there is kind of still a puddle on the floor. ]
[And there's the Roxy hug. It catches him off-guard even now, but he shifts his arms to hug her back tight. There might even be a smile at the corners of his lips. Just maybe.]
Exactly my thinking. We're going to single-controller destroy that Fatherhood Simulator.
[WHO SAYS THEY'D BE BAD AT PARENTING? (Dirk does. Dirk says it a lot.)
He is polite enough not to notice the beer can or the puddle. Roxy knocked it away, and that is what matters.]
[ Peridot doesn't feel an iota sympathy for the stupid thing. OK, maybe a little bit. Not like she's going to express it in a productive way, though! She does sound... a little sorry. Deep down she knows that none of the Crystal Gems or Steven would approve of her flippant attitude and that stings. ]
[ At what cost, Roxy wonders. They were brought here to make the planet inhabitable, but if that meant the local wildlife got hurt-- or killed!-- in the process, then she doesn't know if she wants to be part of that... ]
I should have done something. We shoulda tried to help it somehow.
[ Peridot is... familiar with wanting to preserve the native ecosystem. It's not something she's thought about much since she arrived, but she realizes that this planet has a lot to offer. Not just in terms of surface area or habitability, but also in wildlife and ecosystems. So she feels slightly guilty for her callous comment, but tries to brush it off with a shrug. ]
Well... It wanted to help us, right? Putting yourself at risk would negate its attempts to help you.
[ huh. the noise and the comment caught roderic's attention, dragging him away from the magazine he had picked up to leaf through in idle boredom. he had hoped for a quiet break from all the fiddling he had been doing in the laboratory the last few days but the familiar sound of a can clattering to the ground had gotten his notice.
looking over, it doesn't take him long to see where the source had been and to see who had done it. after taking a second or two to deliberate what to do, he tucks the magazine where he had found it and heads over to where she was. he waves his hand to catch her attention, his expression neutral while his eyes keep flickering back to the growing puddle of beer. shame. he's rather sure that's one of the few they had in the base too. oh well. ]
Um- Hey there. [ this is how you interact with new faces. he thinks. (oh god, he finds himself asking once again why couldn't lie be here with him for this.) ] Huh... Need help in cleaning that up, miss?
[ Roxy perks up when she realizes there is someone else in the commons area with her. It is going to take her a while to get used to being around so many people! But that doesn't mean it's a bad thing. On the contrary, Roxy is tickled there are so many people here. More friends for her! ]
Oh, uhm.
[ Oh no, he's a cutie. Roxy fixes her hair, wets her lips, and clears her throat. Gotta lay on that charm real thick. ]
Yeah, dummy me spilled it everywhere! Just call me butterfingers. So much for enjoyin' a brewski during downtime, huh?
new. ackerly usually gets this sort of thing. he definitely would be better equipped for the situation than someone who floundered at friendly first meetings.
his kneejerk reaction is to ask her if she's okay because- because he really can't imagine someone doing this. that would be weird though. yeah- best to just focus on the task and ignore the way his face turns bright red, unused to this sort of thing happening while he scratches the back of his neck. suddenly he feels ganglier than ever. ]
No. I don't have one on me, miss, but there should be some cloth around here to mop it up. [ because he's found stranger things here since exploring. they should find one that would be suitable to clean up the mess. ] And I'm also, um, Roderic. I'm Roderic. Hi.
Edited (i c/p'd a joke tag to get rid of writer's block. i'm so sorry. ) 2016-05-11 02:29 (UTC)
[Jotaro casually picks up the spilled beer and sniffs it. Not that he disapproves or anything, but he can't remember ever turning down a beer as a teenagers.]
Something wrong with it? [He asks, literally asking if she thought it was poisoned or something and totally ignorant of how that might come across instead.]
[ Roxy flushes red from embarrassment at being caught... but she also flushes red from something else. Oh no, why are there so many hot people here. Why. It's not fair. And she just knows all of them are either taken, in love with someone that is not her, or gay. She just knows it. ]
Oh, no, I was just totes all thumbs for a sex--I mean sec!-- and dropped it! Whoopsie.
[ She might be looking him up and down like a piece of meat. Maybe. ]
[Well, she's not wrong about this one, he is taken as heck. And now he is taking a drink of that beer in a pose which makes him look super badass and handsome, so have fun, Roxy.]
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It... it was just trying to...protect us... but that's...! [It's not fair.]
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[ Roxy watches as it finally disappears into the kelp for good, naught but a murky trail of blood left in its place. Damn her bleeding heart for making her concerned over a tentaclewhale she's never met before!
She clings to the other girl. It doesn't matter if they've never met; comfort is comfort. (Plus she's cute.) ]
It's so totes unfair I can't stand it! Why did it have to die?
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I don't know... I don't even know why it was trying to protect us so hard but...
[She breathes in a slow, somewhat shaky breath.]
It was really brave...and I'm really grateful.
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However, this is a subtle reaction, and Roxy's is far more evident, making his chest twinge. Fukami's tentacles curl closer to his legs as he ponders how he might comfort a stranger. In the end...]
...We owe them our thanks. Later, we should seek them out. [...] Including the one who fell.
[They can mourn and bring flowers, or sea plants of some kind, to the area that will become something of a grave.]
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Back to the whale-- ] Mmyeah. [ She wipes her eyes off on her sleeve. ]
I think... I think we should try to give it a funeral once we can get back down there safely? To honor its memory, and what it did for us.
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Yes. I believe that would be a good thing to do for it.
[At the very least, to show that they recognise the gravity of what it chose to do for them.]
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But oh geeze, her teen mom is crying teen mom is upset, shit what should she do about this she should be doing something about this
She reaches out to put a hand on Roxy's shoulder. There, there. ]
I'm sure it lived a long and happy life. [ Asides from, like, right now. ] And will move onto a netherworld where it can swim freely, among others of it's kind. Consider this not it's end, but it's beginning of a new journey.
[ It's totally dead and probably doesn't even get a dream bubble, it is super dead right now. It is really gone and had a violent, horrible end. ]
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Mom's here mom's here mom's here mom's here! Roxy is relieved when that hand touches her shoulder and that voice offers comfort in its wordy and eloquent way. She spins around and does Roxy one better than the hand on her shoulder, hugging her tight. While she can't say she believes Rose exactly, she is nonetheless appreciative. She hasn't known her for very long, but she just seems so mature and wise beyond her years. Roxy likes that about Rose. It's not difficult to imagine this woman as her real mother, in all her beautiful majyyk-slingin' glory. Taking down all the damn Mirthful Messiahs like a goddamn badass!
God, her mom is so cool. ]
Thanks, Mom. I mean Rose. [ Not calling her that is going to be a difficult habit to break. She sincerely hopes Rose does not mind. She has nothing but the utmost affection for her teen mom.
She sniffles, and wipes her eyes dry on her sleeve. ]
When we can get back out there safely without being slaughtered by seamonsters, I wanna give it a funeral.
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The hug surprises her, but after a moment Rose will return it. ]
It's okay, mom-- Roxy. [ GODDAMN IT NOW SHE'S DONE IT. At least she's not calling you hot mom, like Dave. ]
Really? [ No, wait, why is she surprised. This is the post-scratch iteration of a woman who built a mausoleum for her daughter's dead cat, of course she wants to have a funeral for the helpful seabeast. ] That would be nice, a good way to pay our respect and our dues for it's sacrifice. We'll need... black clothing to wear, flowers, perhaps someone can paint a portrait.
[ is she kidding or is she serious ]
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[ Joking is clearly the way to get past the alcohol abuse comment...Rose having that minor detour into alcoholism was awkward enough for Dave. He's never sure how to talk about serious shit with anyone, and it's probably for the best Vriska cut Rose off, even if Dave had kind of wanted to strangle her for it a bit. ]
More to the point, are there two controllers? Can we co-op somethin'?
[ His hands are in his pockets as he eyes the NES, curious. ]
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Roxy beams. She's elated her lil' Davey-poo is here! Her son. Well, her son via ectobiological time and space shenanigans, but her son nonetheless. It's difficult not to think of him as anything but.
Her eyes light up when asks the question. Immediately, Roxy is rummaging around through the commons in search of a second controller. When she finds it, she holds it over her head not unlike a different Hero of Time from this awesome retro video game she once played. Da-da-da-daaaaa! ]
Oh Davey, I thought ya'd never ask! [ She beams, and begins looking through the stash of games in search of something that is 2-player. She chances upon a copy of Mario Kart. ]
Hot buttered fuck, this is perfect!
[ And that's the story of how Roxy destroyed the Strilonde family for life. Damn game is the Monopoly of video games. ]
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...Well, video games are kinda like strifing but not really the same thing so whatever. ]
Sweet find, Mom. [ He's just committing to that. You're Mom now, Roxy. ] You got enough spare cards for everything, or do you need me to carry some of it? I've got some free space still. I get the feelin' we should be sure to take anything we really want before we book it...
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[Alcoholism? Reunions? FUCK ALL OF THAT. There are important things at stake. Those important things are HOW MUCH OCTODAD IS NECESSARY. They have to find it and try to play it on the same controller. This is what is important in life.
Incidentally, he drops down right beside her and gives her a little pat on the shoulder. He's got you, brosis.]
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The booze is completely forgotten (at least for now) because Dirk is here. Not only is he here, but he is wanting to play a video game with her! Despite what happened the last time they played a game together, Roxy is more than eager to comply. But Octodad will have to wait a tick, because Dirk is here and she hasn't hugged him lately.
So, hug! And a big one, at that. ]
Omgosh, yes. Yes! Good games with good bros!
[ While she's hugging him, she's just going to... inconspicuously... nudge the empty beer can under a piece of furniture with her foot. Because out of sight, out of mind. Never mind there is kind of still a puddle on the floor. ]
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Exactly my thinking. We're going to single-controller destroy that Fatherhood Simulator.
[WHO SAYS THEY'D BE BAD AT PARENTING? (Dirk does. Dirk says it a lot.)
He is polite enough not to notice the beer can or the puddle. Roxy knocked it away, and that is what matters.]
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i was about to go to sleep but SLAMS THIS DOWN
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kill me now
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tw: alcohol addiction feelings beyond this point, just in case!!
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[ Peridot doesn't feel an iota sympathy for the stupid thing. OK, maybe a little bit. Not like she's going to express it in a productive way, though! She does sound... a little sorry. Deep down she knows that none of the Crystal Gems or Steven would approve of her flippant attitude and that stings. ]
At least we're all intact, right?
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I should have done something. We shoulda tried to help it somehow.
[ FROWN ]
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Well... It wanted to help us, right? Putting yourself at risk would negate its attempts to help you.
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looking over, it doesn't take him long to see where the source had been and to see who had done it. after taking a second or two to deliberate what to do, he tucks the magazine where he had found it and heads over to where she was. he waves his hand to catch her attention, his expression neutral while his eyes keep flickering back to the growing puddle of beer. shame. he's rather sure that's one of the few they had in the base too. oh well. ]
Um- Hey there. [ this is how you interact with new faces. he thinks. (oh god, he finds himself asking once again why couldn't lie be here with him for this.) ] Huh... Need help in cleaning that up, miss?
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Oh, uhm.
[ Oh no, he's a cutie. Roxy fixes her hair, wets her lips, and clears her throat. Gotta lay on that charm real thick. ]
Yeah, dummy me spilled it everywhere! Just call me butterfingers. So much for enjoyin' a brewski during downtime, huh?
You gotta towel, stud?
[ NOT INCONSPICUOUS AT ALL. ]
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[ this is. um.
new. ackerly usually gets this sort of thing. he definitely would be better equipped for the situation than someone who floundered at friendly first meetings.
his kneejerk reaction is to ask her if she's okay because- because he really can't imagine someone doing this. that would be weird though. yeah- best to just focus on the task and ignore the way his face turns bright red, unused to this sort of thing happening while he scratches the back of his neck. suddenly he feels ganglier than ever. ]
No. I don't have one on me, miss, but there should be some cloth around here to mop it up. [ because he's found stranger things here since exploring. they should find one that would be suitable to clean up the mess. ] And I'm also, um, Roderic. I'm Roderic. Hi.
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Something wrong with it? [He asks, literally asking if she thought it was poisoned or something and totally ignorant of how that might come across instead.]
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Oh, no, I was just totes all thumbs for a sex--I mean sec!-- and dropped it! Whoopsie.
[ She might be looking him up and down like a piece of meat. Maybe. ]
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It's gone flat. Must have been here a while.
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