Life Onboard Serenity: Into The Black

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JOHNTHETHEATREFREAK

Saturday, July 19, 2008 2:52 AM

John hated being used like this. Ever since the captain had found out about his empathy he had become like a tool to Mal and he hated it. The experiance with River had pushed it too far, but Mal felt bad about that. He walked toward the passenger dorms to talk to the passengers, gleam their feelings. He saw the cook, was he full time now? "Out of bed?" He wasn't suspicious, seemed a little too enthusiastic to be hiding something major.

johnttf

SCATHAC

Sunday, July 20, 2008 4:50 AM

A vigorous tapping finally insinuated it's self on Scathac's now relaxed mind.

At her door was the ... cook. yes, that's was it. Kelley, or something, she thought. He seemed very enthusiastic, a quality she had always been delighted by in the students she taught with her father.

Scathac: Ni hau?

ENGLISHIVY

Sunday, July 20, 2008 6:26 AM

Having made two more trips to her crates for materials, Ivy sat down on the floor of her bunk and started to work as she whistled a lively tune.

KELLEN

Monday, July 21, 2008 11:00 AM

(I know this won't sound right. But try and imagine the Chinese with a Scottish accent. I'll try my best to right it though)

Kellen: Ni Hoo! Sairy fer tha' timin', but in tha wee space ye ar in, A thought it might be a guid idea to git to know each other.

SCATHAC

Monday, July 21, 2008 2:13 PM

Scathac: Yes, that sounds like...

*Scathac heard voices, and glanced out to see the Captain, and John, talking together in low tones at the other end of the corridor. Something about the look on their faces distracted her*

I'm sorry, er, that sounds like a good idea, of course. Would you like to come in and sit?

*She seated herself on the narrow bed, legs crossed, and motioned Kellen to the only chair. She found his smile and sense of excitement a little infectious.*

Well, then. Where are you from? And how did you become a ships cook?

JOHNTHETHEATREFREAK

Monday, July 21, 2008 6:23 PM

John walked into the passenger dorm and closed his eyes. He had to plow through the layers of emotion coming from Simon's bunk but managed to do so. Two people were having a conversation, one seemed nervous the other not so much. He might need to talk to her. He was about to do so when he realized that someone was out of there bunk. He walked around the ship eventually arriving in the cargo bay. He found her sitting by some large boxes. This made him nervous, because sometimes boxes contained naked girls. He made his way toward her and was hit by a basic emotion pattern, excitement, anxiety and something deeper hidden from him. He didn't recognize the sensation yet at the same time it felt familiar. He walked toward the girl. "What's in the boxes?" he said it a friendly curious way not a crazy suspicious one

johnttf

ENGLISHIVY

Tuesday, July 22, 2008 4:13 AM

Ivy was humming along happily when she saw John approach her.

Quote:
Originally posted by johnthetheatrefreak:
"What's in the boxes?"

“It’s for my work. I’m a botanist. I am building some terrariums so I can get the growing process started. That way when I find a permanent place to set up shop, I will be ready for business.”

Ivy straightened up to full standing height and turned to face him. She was bouncing a bundle of flower bulbs in her right hand.

“Well these are for flowers. I have a little of everything. I’ve been out here and back to my dorm a few times already,” she gushed. She smiled at him widely. “Is there some kind of plant you like? I have a little of everything. I could make something for you.”

“Um…” John started before Ivy resumed talking, cutting him off.

“Oh! I also have some veges, fruits, flowers, general plants and even some herbs!” Ivy continued on. “I just love matching plants up with the right person. Did you know tending to them is very therapeutic?”

“Er…” John started again before being interrupted again.

“So what is your favorite? I don’t know enough about you to try to hook you with just the right thing,” Ivy giggled. “Tommy calls it plant matchmaking and also thinks I am silly when I try. But I think I am pretty good at it once I know more about a person. And I have to know you. Matching plants to people’s personalities isn’t something you can do on a whim.”

“Ah…” And he was interrupted again.

“So anyway, Tommy thinks it’s silly, but I don’t care,” Ivy went on, but managed to change the subject. “So how long have you been here? I like this ship. It’s very cool. I haven’t been out in the black for a while. My old position had me all cooped up in a lab doing plant development and research. Well enough about boring old me. What exactly do you do here?”

And for the first time in several minutes, she stopped talking and waiting for him to answer her question.

KELLEN

Tuesday, July 22, 2008 7:59 AM

(OOC: Sorry for the lack of discrption in some of my posts. I try and focus and getting my dialouge Scottish)

Kellen: Oh, aye. Ah'm not pure a cook. Ah'm more a mech' by trade, but, Ah'm ship born. Make ye used to tha' mundane jobs. A'll cook and clean and everything on tha' planet fer mah' coin.

AIKO

Tuesday, July 22, 2008 7:05 PM

*Aiko sits on the bed neatly, pulls out her portable cortex out from one of the numerous pockets inside her robe, and starts rambling softly to herself.*

Good thing I'm in the habit of keeping this hidden... and that I keep it encrypted... now, for research.

*fiddles with it a little*

Hmm... Captain of Serenity, Harbatkin... So, Malcom Reynolds has reason to hide from the Alliance. Interesting. No other crew is shown... no, not worth it. Not yet.

*sits quietly for a moment, thinking* Probably, the best way to get something useful would be on the bridge... or the cargo bay, but I have a feeling about the bridge. I'll have to see if any crew are in the dining area... don't want to get on their bad side this early...

*Aiko gets up, smooths down the sheets where she sat, and heads for the dining area*

SCATHAC

Wednesday, July 23, 2008 6:02 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by Kellen:
(OOC: Sorry for the lack of discrption in some of my posts. I try and focus and getting my dialouge Scottish)

Kellen: Oh, aye. Ah'm not pure a cook. Ah'm more a mech' by trade, but, Ah'm ship born. Make ye used to tha' mundane jobs. A'll cook and clean and everything on tha' planet fer mah' coin.

Scathac: 'On the planet?' It doesn't sound like you spend much time planet side! Having many skills, well, my father would say that it is an excellent thing. Unfortunately, my skills are pretty limited. I'm a performer mostly, although I teach a great deal, and have worked as a personal bodygard, now and then. When the coin was right. We're martial artists, you see?

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