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[genkigal]

CHARACTERS: Everyone/whoever's going to chill in the gardens
LOCATION: Oxygen gardens
WARNINGS: None far as I know!
SUMMARY: Camping in the oxygen gardens to get through the worst of the cold + safety!
NOTES: Catch-all mingle type log? Forward dating this a bit to after word's gotten around to head to the gardens


The oxygen gardens take up a good portion of space on the Tranquility, as they help keep the ship's air and water supply pure, recycled, and filtered. The entire complex is bigger than four football stadiums stacked on top of one another, and the first level is actually much larger than the other three, extending for a good half mile in any direction. Each level is lit with fluorescent growlights, built into the ceiling high above floors themselves. Extending past these lights, on the ceilings (and in the walls) are extensive sprinkler systems. Floors two to four receive timed "rainfall" once a week, and are spritzed lightly otherwise. Level one is provided with a complicated mesh of sprinklers for seed plots, and the hydroponic systems provide the plants with irrigation.

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OTA

[justdumbluck]

[After roaming the hallways to check for stragglers, Firo makes his way to the oxygen gardens. Though he's never met the vast majority of the people there, it is somewhat reassuring to be around other people. Who knows what's lurking out in the darkened hallways. He chastises himself for being so anxious; some capo he is.

He paces restlessly by the entrance, wondering if he should leave again to try and search the ship. Chances are he'd get lost, doing more harm than good, but it's torture just standing around with nothing to do.]

[dwellsonthe]

[He's been pretty busy running around making things are okay with the gardens due to the influx of people there to really look around. But as time wore on, things started to (relatively) calm down. There was a bit of routine to things now and security and agriculture both had gotten used to it. But Bardo's not one to sit idly about even when his job was taken care of, which is why when he sees the restless man hanging around in front of the gardens he tips his head and heads over, hoping to help.]

Are you looking for someone?

[justdumbluck]

Me? Oh, no, I was just--

[Wait. What.

Firo's seen some pretty strange things in his life: people coming back to life, huge spaceships; but he's never seen a human with ears like that and--he cranes his neck to peek to the side--a tail.

He steps back and rubs his eyes. He must be seeing things.]

...What? Are those real?

[If not, this guy has some crazy fashion sense.]

[dwellsonthe]

[Bardo merely blinks when Firo starts twisting about to check his tail and rubbing his eyes as if he saw a ghost. It's unfortunately not that uncommon of a tale here upon this ship and a jaunty grin settles upon his face.

He gives a purposeful swish of his tale, perks his ears as he nods.]

Real as yours are.

[Because really, your ears are the weird ones, Firo.]

[justdumbluck]

[That grin doesn't do anything to alleviate Firo's skepticism, and he just stares back at the guy. He must be dreaming or hallucinating. Firo's subconscious isn't creative enough to make up something like this (and of all things, why this?), but he wonders if it's the space boat somehow messing with his brain. If it could snatch him out of Alcatraz, then it could easily do that. There's the matter of why, but Firo's not focused on that. Recent events have him suspicious of everything.]

No way...

[There's only one way to really make sure this isn't all in his head. Hesitantly--this'll be difficult to explain if it is real--he reaches out to try and brush his fingers on the tail.]

[dwellsonthe]

[Well, okay then. Bardo's tail twitches against those fingers instinctively, even though he blinks and glances over in surprise.]

Hello to you too?

[Is this some weird human thing do they just touch people when they meet them or????? Yeah it's cool, tigerdad aint worried]

[justdumbluck]

[Oh god, it moved. Firo jerks his hand back as if he just discovered the tail was a snake. He stares at it, then at Bardo's face. And ears.]

Wha... Who are you?

[And why did you have to make this space boat weirder?]

[dwellsonthe]

[How rude, he'll have you know his tail is rather fetching, thank you very much. Except no that's cool he doesn't really get offended by Firo's near freak out.]

The name's Bardo. [A wide grin, sharp teeth peaking from behind his lips.] You got one too or am I gonna have to come up with somethin'?

[justdumbluck]

Oh-!

[Normally he might take some offense at the wording of that last remark, but he's too confused. And besides, he was rude before so he probably deserves it.]

Um, it's Firo.

If you don't mind me askin', what's up with the..?

[He waves his hand at the tail. Now that he's established it's real, he needs to know why.]

[dwellsonthe]

Nice to meet you then, Firo. [Bardo ducks his head in a friendly little nod. Waits patiently for that question to come around.]

The tail? Ah, we're born with 'em back where I'm from. [Does that explain it enough for you, Firo?]

[justdumbluck]

You're... born with it? Everybody is?

[Sorry, Bardo, he's reached the tipping point; there are too many strange things happening in too short a period of time.]

What's it for?

[dwellsonthe]

--Does it need a purpose?

[Firo did you really just ask a cat what purpose his tail serves.]

[justdumbluck]

Well, most people don't have tails. At least where I come from.

[So basically he's saying you're weird.]

[dwellsonthe]

Yeah, well most people do where I'm from.

[So basically he's saying buck up and accept it, kid.]

[justdumbluck]

...Right.

[That little "other worlds" bit is something he keeps forgetting.

He has the feeling he's dug himself into a hole with his rudeness and the best thing to do would be apologize and back off, but that would leave him alone. Even if it's a complete stranger who's a bit of weirdo he'd prefer to have someone to talk to. ]

So, uh, where is that? Where you're from, I mean.

[dwellsonthe]

[Bardo's not about to be rude and leave the kid alone, plus it is nice to have someone to talk to even if they're just giving him grief about his limbs.]

My world's called Sisa, but I'm from a town called Setsura. [An ear flicks, follows the murmur of a passerby.] Where are you from?

[justdumbluck]

I never heard a' anywhere like that. I'm from New York. On Earth. So I guess that explains why.

[He scratches his head.]

It's kinda hard to wrap your head around all that "other worlds" stuff, isn't it?

[dwellsonthe]

[Bardo's shoulders relax a fraction of an inch as he nods, teeth flashing ever so slight in a smile.]

Wasn't a thing I dealt with back home, but I guess y'spend enough time round it and it gets to be normal.

[justdumbluck]

Me neither.

[That alchemy business is complicated enough, thank you very much.

He raises an eyebrow at Bardo and waves his hand around, gesturing to the whole of the ship and the other people packed into the gardens.]

You really think any a' this is somethin' somebody can get used to?

[dwellsonthe]

[Bardo shrugs and glances over the crowd of people.]

I'unno, probably not. [blink] Maybe if y'spend long enough here.

[justdumbluck]

[Firo finds it absolutely mystifying that this guy can be so calm. Maybe this isn't too different from what happens where he lives; if people have tails like cats, what other weird stuff happens there?]

Do people have spaceships like this where you live?

[dwellsonthe]

[Bardo's just a calm guy, and even when he's not--he tends to act like he is. But this is certainly nothing like what he's used to at home and he shakes his head.]

No, cats stay on the ground where I'm from.

[justdumbluck]

You mean you don't even have airplanes?

[Firo wonders if he should feel ashamed for getting so freaked out about this when it seems that this guy should be experiencing more of a culture shock.]

[dwellsonthe]

Airplanes?

[His ears twitch forward, enough of an answer really.]

[justdumbluck]

...You've never heard of 'em? They're kinda like this thing, but a lot smaller and they stay a lot closer the Earth. They've been around for a while where I come from.

["A while" being relative. Firo's an immortal, but he's still young.]