EVENT: SPACE PIRATES ▒ OXYGEN GARDENS

[ataraxites]

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: Oxygen Gardens
WARNINGS: Camping.
SUMMARY: Hanging out in camp, discussing pirates, etc.
NOTES: Open to all!

Camping may not be an expected activity on a spaceship, but the gardens are large and have clear, grassy areas for people to gather together. You can help set up tents, inventory supplies or guard the perimeter — just keep an eye out for any strange faces trying to sneak in...

Comments

[sweetmotherofgod]

[You better be alright, Little Fuzz, she made a promise here. Which is funny, in a way. She always thinks of him in relation to Asato - smaller, and in her experience quieter and softer - and between that and the fuss Asato made about her keeping an eye on him she'd expected Konoe to be more... well, delicate. Freaked out about the threat, or something. But he says he's fine and he really seems to be.

Huh.

She gives him an ever-so-slightly headtilty sort of a look and decides just to go with it.]

No idea. Those assholes are messing with our shit, probably. I hope security's not seriously gonna let them get away with this.

[tailcrook]

[It's true he's smaller than many. Quieter, and less hardened by the wilds of Sisa. And certainly he's the least likely to rush to tear someone apart.

But that last bit's only in most cases.

Ribika are Ribika, and when the going gets tough, they all get going. And his version of that for now is simply keeping diligent. This wouldn't be the first time his turf is under threat (his, the whole ship's, it doesn't matter), and at that he seems to bristle, throwing an angry look in whatever direction he assumes someone uninvited could be crawling about.]

If they touch anything important.... [He can only give his tail a thrash, oh boy. He hadn't seen Asato's warning to the pirates, but his own wouldn't be far off in sincerity.] They're going to have a fight to deal with.

[But then he turns to her again, an attempt at an assuring smile on his face.]

There's a cat on watch.

[And if he gets any say in it, maybe two, if need be....]

[sweetmotherofgod]

[Between his angry look and the tail-thrash - that's the way cats had used to look at her - it doesn't even occur to her that he might be talking about Asato. Her grin is full of solidarity.]

Hell yeah. I hate this. Just sitting around waiting. We ought to be running them off now, before they have a chance to do too much damage.

[Heather. Heather. You said you'd look after him, not get him all riled up.]

Um. But I guess there's a good chance they'll be trying something with the gardens too, if they're after food. Maybe I'll get lucky and they'll take the cow.

[tailcrook]

[Oh he's riled up - ]

They're not even trying to make a deal!

[Though wait... "stay back and nobody gets hurt" sounds like one. But it's hardly met any good consensus.]

Well - a good deal.... [Thinking about it actually cools him down, some. Food, huh....] Stealing just ends up with somebody getting hurt.

[He's glanced off for a second, but just like that he's back on track.]

And it won't be us.

[Shame he doesn't knock on wood....]

[sweetmotherofgod]

[Try her head, Konoe. It's definitely hard enough to pass, and there's a steely glint in her eye at what he says.]

Damn right. 's kind of a shame, really. I can't think of much here we wouldn't happily share for some decent information.

Takes balls, though. You think they've got some kind of trick up their sleeve, or are they just underestimating us?

just all the fussy icons coming out, aha -

[tailcrook]

It could always be talk....

[That's what many a cat's done, after all. Shout and warn and brandish, but when a fight began?

He hasn't lost often.]

But - it's different here. I don't trust anything.

[Not every human that puffs up their words is lying, he's learned....]