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

doop doop tigerdad checkin in

[dwellsonthe]

[It doesn't take too long for Bardo to make his way down from 011 to the gardens, and even less time to quickly surmise that there's a shit ton of people here and that's probably why Netherlands contacted him. So with a huff and quick hands pulling his hair back, Bardo scans the entrance of the garden in search of a familiar grumpy nation.

It doesn't take too long, and soon enough he's striding over, tail lashing behind him and he remembers the last time so many people had to stay in the gardens.]

Netherlands. [A polite greeting, ears flicking to catch sound.] What do you need me to do?

yo tigerdad what up

[handelaar]

[For all the directing he's been doing, he's still on that goddamn bike. At least Bardo should be used to it - it's like his fifth limb, at this point. He looks rather pleased, but the closest Bardo's gonna get to a "thanks" is]

Quick.

[Good job, tigerdad.]

Right now, need people to help with setting up the camp. If y'know how, do that. If y'don't - we're gonna need food delivered to it. Keep people out of the crops who aren't supposed to be there.

[Pirates or otherwise.]

the ceiling

[dwellsonthe]

[The bike really doesn't draw a second glance, he's too used to it by this point and from what he knows of Netherlands, it would be foolish to assume he would part with it when there's the possibility of someone stealing it.]

Said y'needed help. [Bardo shrugs, like it's no big deal, but his tail gives a happy sway behind him and his ears perk.] Got it, others checkin' in yet?

har har har

[handelaar]

[Huh. That garners quite a few respect points. He hums and nods, doesn't grin or really look any less serious but the approval is a bit more obvious, colors his voice when he first starts to answer the question. Though it slides into business quickly enough.]

Mm. Everyone but Tom an' Josias... [But Josias has been worrying him for well over a month now, and even if he suspects the guy is around it still stresses him enough for a hand to take its grip off the bike, make a swipe back through his hair. Huff.]

Not talkin' to anyone, anyway.

you know you love it

[dwellsonthe]

[Respect points or not, Bardo's always been the kind of cat to come running if someone needs help. Probably partially why he runs an inn, and partially some left over guilt he could never quite hide. So Netherlands' voice lilts with approval and it's unneeded but welcome all the same.]

If I see 'em I'll tell you. [He nods to himself, definitive. A pause then, because he hurried down here without really checking in:] Have you seen Konoe and Asato?

shh shhhh

[handelaar]

Thanks.

[Although that gives him pause as well. Asato's on security, and is probably out there, but where does that leave Konoe?]

Not... yet. [Frown.] Have you...?

[A shrug. You know. Talked to them, seen them, whatever.]

mwah

[dwellsonthe]

[There's a shake of his head, ears lowering a bit.]

Not yet, they'll show up eventually. Probably.

[He's worried, but only a little bit. Both of them can take care of themselves, and woe be the pirates that corner them together.]

[handelaar]

If they don't...

[It's a grim line, his lips make, and he casts a look around the Gardens as he evaluates how much work there is to be done versus the amount of people available versus the work that can wait.]

You can go, if they need ya.

[dwellsonthe]

I'll tell ya if I need to.

[He appreciates it though and while he doesn't say anything, there's thankfulness writ in the lines of his face.]