come_sailaway | 2nd Contraption || Packrat Experiment

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2nd Contraption || Packrat Experiment

Who: César Salazar and YOU. Also, hi, Rich.
What: Stealing stuff to see if it gets regenerated while remaining in his room.
When: 5/26 for stealing then 5/27 for Rich??
Where: All over and his (now shared) cabin.
Warnings None (yet) but will be added to threads if anything happens

César has decided to try a new experiment: will things around the ship remain in his cabin but regenerate in their original location. Since his room is empty, he doesn't need to worry about bothering anyone, right?

... Right?

Anyway, have fun seeing the various things César carries to his room. Ask. Help. Or laugh.

He's wearing a white dress shirt underneath a navy blue waistcoat with a deep v-neck and double row of silver buttons. These and the gray pants he's wearing are criss-crossed by a double row of brown leather belts with belt bags. On his feet are his half-calf brown equestrian boots. Now, he's not actually wearing this both days. But I'm not doing two descriptions.

The Chair. [OTA]

The first order of business is to start small. He's dragging a chair out of the "comedy club", John's, and walking backwards as he does. No one's ever in there, right? Start small, right? César is quite cheerful.

The Display [OTA]

Well, that didn't immediately disappear from his cabin. Time to try something bigger. César has gone into the Infinite Tommy Bahama and stolen one of the standing display cases, which he is... also very carefully now dragging back. Except it's a lot heavier than the chair and much slower going. He seems pretty cheerful.

The Supplies [OTA]

César needs to do something with the display he just stole. So he is loading up some canvas bags in All and Sundries with shelf-stable snacks, various personal care products, some painkillers, some medical supplies, cleaning supplies, and unmentionables in various sizes. He gets some clothes from Tommy Bahama and Bric a Brac for people of various sizes and shapes, mostly simple stuff like sweatpants or socks. Tauva and Topy are raided for a bottle of whiskey and brandy, respectively. Hurikane is raided for some cream liquors. Salt, pepper, napkins, cups, plates, and silverware are taken from Windjammer. Then, just for giggles, César takes random balls from the sports deck. Eventually, he takes some of the nice hair and body care products from the Calgona Spa as well as some robes.

Oh, and then he steals a curtain from. Look. I'm tired of looking at the locations page. SOMEWHERE.

He's starting to get tired by the end of it, but still can be seen cheerfully carrying his supplies.

The Finale with way too much description [Closed to Rich]

César has moved things around in his room to accommodate his experiment. The coffee table has been shoved to the far wall away from the bed, the blue chair from John's now in its place. The dark tall wooden shelving unit with the square shelves is shoved in front of the night stand, leaving just enough room to get into the night stand's drawer. A paisley curtain from somewhere else on the ship is looped around the top bar of the shelving unit so it can drape evenly down on both sides to cover the supplies.

The unit's shelves are stacked with the supplies like so:
Top shelf: sports balls in plastic bags. All sorts of balls. Except the big ones are wide and free. Why??
Top Middle Shelf: all the clothing (underwear, Tommy Bahama, sandals, branded ship clothing, robes)
Bottom Middle Shelf: shelf-stable food and condiments, silverware, plates, napkins, and cups.
Bottom shelf: personal care products, medical supplies, and cleaning products.

The alcohol is behind the TV in a neat little row. The little mini-fridge under the desk has been restocked with a fruit parfait, a couple of energy drinks, reusable plastic bottles of water, string cheese, fruit, and some of the good chocolate desserts from Windjammer.

There's a change of regular clothes in one of the desk drawers as well as PJs. The shower has products; the sink has a toothbrush, comb, safety razor, and related products. Everything is dry.

César spends the night away to be sure the experiment has a chance to... percolate. He stays away some longer time to make sure it really has a chance for all of it to disappear. But, finally, he checks on it.

A person walks up to the door instead of past it. The door handle turns. César walks in, immediately seeing the shelving unit and chair before anything else.

As he looks around, he's already bending over to start taking off his boots.

"They did remain, even though they were replaced outside! Fascinating! I have to check everything else." Now let's see how long he stays excited.

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Waking up in an unfamiliar place has become kind of typical over the last few weeks. No matter how long Rich has been at Beth Israel, he doesn't get used to waking up in a hospital room. It certainly didn't help when he got moved from the ICU to a more specialized wing, once his more serious burns had recovered. It seems he always needs to take a second or two when he wakes to remind himself exactly where he is, what's happening to him, and that he's... well, honestly, still alive.

When he wakes up in his new cabin, he can't really be sure of anything. Even after he goes through his breathing exercises, twice, and after several attempts to just close his eyes for a few moments, he still keeps finding himself opening his eyes in the same bizarre room. It's weird enough that he seems to be in some hotel room rather than a hospital bed, but with the... latest additions, it looks more like a storage space for a hotel than anything else. What the hell is this? Did someone kidnap him? And then dump him in a Best Western's spare room for shits and giggles?

He's pissed. The letter of explanation doesn't leave him feeling any less so, because it sure doesn't explain why his room got saddled with all the bonus furniture. Was he that much of an afterthought for kidnapping that they couldn't even give him a nicer room? Honestly, not that he deserves on...

But aside from a bit of reluctant exploration the first day Rich arrived, he's been in this overfilled room... basically sulking. Nothing about this stupid place makes sense, he nearly had a corpse make out with him, and he could have spent the rest of his life trapped in a shitty tourist trap clothing store, or at least so long that any rescuers would find that he could only communicate in the lyrics to Jimmy Buffet songs.

So he wants rest. And if he's going to be stuck in here with a bunch of random crap, he'll make use of it until someone bothers to complain.

When César re-enters his room after several days, the clothing he left on the shelf is strewn over the floor (as well as a hospital gown, which is odd). Several of the plates have been stacked on John's chair, along with the now empty alcohol bottles. Some of the shelf-stable food has been snacked on, but the fridge has been raided the most thoroughly.

In fact, there's a kid in a loud Hawaiian shirt and a pair of boxers sitting cross-legged on the bed, a spoonful of parfait still in his mouth, as he gapes at the person who's just invaded what he assumed was his own personal cabin.

"Um." He swallows the yogurt in his mouth, and tries to consider what would be the proper thing to say in a situation like this. "Uh, the bathroom's a mess, you might wanna stay outta there." Yes, Rich. Very helpful.

The original plan had been to check after a day. And he had really been meaning to stick to it. But, damnit, his boyfriends are very handsome men, and who could really blame him for losing track of time?

César looks up from removing his second boot and just. Blinks quietly for a moment. Takes in the dumped clothes (hospital gown?), the slightly picked over food shelf, the used plates in empty alcohol bottles, and then... a teenage boy in a loud Hawaiian shirt and boxers.

Right, new roommate. Who looks healthy enough and sober enough to come up with a quip–

"... Is that because you drank all the alcohol, or you're a typical teenage boy?" César quips back, although he's definitely looking a bit concerned even as he's joking. "Please tell me it's the second one."

He doesn't look entirely healthy. Certainly healthy enough to make a few jokes, but there are bandages poking out from the sleeves of his shirt and over one leg. But he's certainly sober, if looking a little sleepy. He snorts at the question, shaking his head.

"Nah man, I'm stone cold sober. And I'm not just saying that because I'm still underage." He gestures at the room. "It's mostly the second one. And also maybe I needed to change my bandages a few times before they got all oozy."

Well, isn't he charming? At least he isn't kicking the guy out, though.

"So, I'm guessing I wasn't actually signed into a single room for the inconvenience of being a makeshift storage container, and you actually own all this crap, huh...?" He looks a little sheepish now.

He does notice the bandages, which explains the hospital gown (is the captain kidnapping teenagers from hospitals now??). But he was looking in the realm of is the child still alive, and that answer is, currently, yes. Currently. Because bandages should probably be changed with help.

For now, César looks relieved. Also, a bit sheepish himself. "Two people to a room–although I mostly stay in another cabin. This was an experiment to determine that, indeed, outside objects do remain in the cabin and are replaced where they were taken from."

"This wasn't supposed to inconvenience anyone, but...." César has to laugh. "But it looks like you made use of it, so I suppose it works out that it didn't. I'm César Salazar, by the way. I'm a scientist."

Currently, he certainly seems fine. The supplies have certainly done their job in taking care of him, so all he is is a little bit embarrassed (especially about all that booze he poured down the toilet).

"Oh, uh. Cool. That's definitely weird, but it's good to know that if we need anything, we can take it without anyone else losing out."

He offers a wry smile. "The name's Rich. Rich Goranski. Does your work usually involve stealing huge amounts of furniture? Because if so, it sounds like I've really been given the wrong impression at career fairs."

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