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come_sailaway2022-10-20 04:10 pm
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[OTA] Looking for answers
Who: Arilanna Tayrey and OPEN - meet the newbie!
What: Looking for logic on an illogical ship
When: Late October
Where: Various places (general catch-all intro post)
i. O my fair North Star (outside, on deck)
[Accustomed to second-shift as she is, Lieutenant Tayrey works best at night. She's up on deck, starboard side, and a fair amount of her time is spent pacing back and forth, back and forth, as if she owns the place. She's thinking. She's trying to puzzle all this out. When she's not pacing, she's tapping at her slate computer, or leaning over the side, holding out a black rectangular box. Or she's making marks on paper, some sort of chart. Once or twice, she seems to be using a genuine, old-fashioned sextant, wherever she managed to get hold of that.
She's not interested in the sea, or where the ship is headed. No, the way she'll get her bearings is by charting the stars - but no matter what method she tries, there's something decidedly odd about them.
Do come and join her, but try not to disrupt her concentration! She might not be too happy if you do.]
ii. A little bit stronger (the gym)
[Ari might not be too happy with the state of the stars, or indeed the state of the ship, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to appreciate about her new (and temporary, she reminds herself. Very temporary if she has it her way) home. Every other day, she's in the gym, and this girl lifts heavy.
There she is, squatting down with an impressive amount of weight on her back, and when she finishes the set, she turns around with a tired smile for any nearby fellow gym-goers]
iii. Lost in space and time (Spirit Halloween)
[This store can only be infinite, thinks Ari, if there's a loop in the programming. She might have to walk a very long way before she finds the loop, but it has to be there.
It's not what she's planning to do today, however, because it might be a very large loop, and it's best to be prepared, treat it like an expedition. No, what Ari Tayrey is looking for today is much simpler. Basic clothing. Plain white shirts. Socks. She arrived on this ship with only one set of clothes, and she's been doing her best - laundry in the sink in her cabin every night, making sure that uniform of hers stays fresh and clean - but there comes a point where enough is enough. She's found a way to justify it as not-theft, even by the exacting standards of the Tradelines. She'll take what she wants.
She's utterly dismayed to find only row upon row of ridiculous costumes. No. No. She has some dignity; any amount of laundry is better than this. Still, her frustration spills over.]
This is ridiculous. Completely ridiculous! If I could file a complaint, I'd...file it!
iv. Wildcard!
[Want to find her somewhere else on the ship? In her initial explorations, she could end up in any (public) place. PM me to plot, or just start something and I'll roll with it :) ]
What: Looking for logic on an illogical ship
When: Late October
Where: Various places (general catch-all intro post)
i. O my fair North Star (outside, on deck)
[Accustomed to second-shift as she is, Lieutenant Tayrey works best at night. She's up on deck, starboard side, and a fair amount of her time is spent pacing back and forth, back and forth, as if she owns the place. She's thinking. She's trying to puzzle all this out. When she's not pacing, she's tapping at her slate computer, or leaning over the side, holding out a black rectangular box. Or she's making marks on paper, some sort of chart. Once or twice, she seems to be using a genuine, old-fashioned sextant, wherever she managed to get hold of that.
She's not interested in the sea, or where the ship is headed. No, the way she'll get her bearings is by charting the stars - but no matter what method she tries, there's something decidedly odd about them.
Do come and join her, but try not to disrupt her concentration! She might not be too happy if you do.]
ii. A little bit stronger (the gym)
[Ari might not be too happy with the state of the stars, or indeed the state of the ship, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to appreciate about her new (and temporary, she reminds herself. Very temporary if she has it her way) home. Every other day, she's in the gym, and this girl lifts heavy.
There she is, squatting down with an impressive amount of weight on her back, and when she finishes the set, she turns around with a tired smile for any nearby fellow gym-goers]
iii. Lost in space and time (Spirit Halloween)
[This store can only be infinite, thinks Ari, if there's a loop in the programming. She might have to walk a very long way before she finds the loop, but it has to be there.
It's not what she's planning to do today, however, because it might be a very large loop, and it's best to be prepared, treat it like an expedition. No, what Ari Tayrey is looking for today is much simpler. Basic clothing. Plain white shirts. Socks. She arrived on this ship with only one set of clothes, and she's been doing her best - laundry in the sink in her cabin every night, making sure that uniform of hers stays fresh and clean - but there comes a point where enough is enough. She's found a way to justify it as not-theft, even by the exacting standards of the Tradelines. She'll take what she wants.
She's utterly dismayed to find only row upon row of ridiculous costumes. No. No. She has some dignity; any amount of laundry is better than this. Still, her frustration spills over.]
This is ridiculous. Completely ridiculous! If I could file a complaint, I'd...file it!
iv. Wildcard!
[Want to find her somewhere else on the ship? In her initial explorations, she could end up in any (public) place. PM me to plot, or just start something and I'll roll with it :) ]
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[ He's not sure if this store is staying for the duration of this month, or for forever, but in the meantime, he is absolutely squirreling away the interesting items he can get his hands on. He has a lot of things from the kitchen section specifically that he's toting around. ]
But I understand that none of it probably seems useful for, um… getting away from here. That's understandable. That said, I'm pretty sure the store this used to be was made because someone had put in a complaint to Miss Friday? So, um, maybe you could try that??
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[Maybe Ari shouldn't be asking this question, but she supposes there's an issue of relative utility here. It's always possible that the previous store was worse.]
I'd ask Citizen Friday if she could send for my luggage from home, but if it's impossible to send me back, that has to be impossible too. I think I ought to bide my time and only put in a complaint when it's really needed. [Otherwise she'd end up doing it all the time, and people who did that just ended up ignored.]
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[ Mizuki pulls out his phone and takes a moment to pull up his pictures and show it to her he slowly scrolls through a couple of pictures of this previous story, Tommy Bahama, and all it’s very expensive and mediocre fashion. Or, at least the stuff that Mizuki deigned to take pictures of, at least. ]
Oh, Miss Friday can’t pull anything specific from your world, I think, but you could try talking to her to regardless. The Captain will sometimes receive things from our worlds to throw away, and sometimes Miss Friday holds onto them.
Even if she doesn’t have anything from there yet, you could try asking her to keep an eye out for certain things, I’m sure.
[ He hums, recalling all the nice things that Friday has sent him. And maybe some not so nice things, too, but… ]
Oh, I’ve kinda been here… a long time. So, you know, if you have any questions, I can help you with… some of them! Hopefully!
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I really don't want to trouble Citizen Friday too much. She seems awfully overworked. I did try to assist, but apparently passengers aren't encouraged to do that. Maybe when the ship seems less... busy, I'll ask.
[She has very many questions, but it seems equally wrong to throw them all at him, so she smiles encouragingly.] What's the name of your homeworld? And your own name? [She shouldn't forget to be mannerly, at the least.]
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She’s very overworked, it’s true. This month especially. She says it’s ‘cause the ghosts that usually do the other jobs are on strike. [ And he can’t say he blames them!!! He might go on strike too if the Captain not only killed them but then proceeded to make them do jobs around the boat. ]
Oh!! Right, sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself. I’m Mizuki! I’m an Aegir from a place called Terra. It’s nice to meet you, despite our circumstances~.
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[She knows she won't get anywhere if she starts arguing that the ghosts are probably just perceptually phased in some way, so she doesn't. There's a more important question.]
If they're all on strike - do you know what it is that they want?