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

[toomuchtenacity]

[It is a nifty looking gun, Chell meanwhile just gives you a confused look before remembering, right "she'd" been here before.]

[She ends up shaking her head. Sorry, no idea who you are.]

[sweetmotherofgod]

[Unfortunately, Heather just takes that head-shake to mean Chell isn't looking for anything. Or says she isn't; she looks plenty confused to Heather, so she'll just. Stick around a little longer.]

Well, you look like you've got it covered. Wouldn't mess with you if I was a pirate, anyway. You just patrolling?

[toomuchtenacity]

[She shakes her head.]

I don't know you.

[Someone needs to teach this women conversational skills.]

[sweetmotherofgod]

[WHOA WHAT

once she avoids tripping right over, she gives Chell a look that managed to be surprised, suspicious and concerned all at once. That's new. Except for that one time that - no. It couldn't be, right?]

Christo.

[Just watchin' you intensely to see if you flinch nbd]

[toomuchtenacity]

[.....Nope. :| Blank face. Okay confused face again because what?]

I just got here.

[sweetmotherofgod]

Oh, okay.

[And that's honestly the extent of it. Not a demon, therefore a-okay by Heather.]

Well, welcome aboard, sorry 'bout your life. There's not usually pirates. I like the talking, it's a good look for you. So's the gun. You looking for someone, looking for something to do, or just... generally looking?

[toomuchtenacity]

[That's a bit to take in an in the end Chell shrugs a bit.]

Just looking.

[She's not used to talking still.]