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[donkeyballs]

» WHO? The Roci Crew and whoever else wants in on this mess
» WHEN? after the gravity is back
» WHERE? A few different places
» WHAT? A few different prompts as well as a catch-all for any roci crew or related logs for the month of june
» WARNINGS? these are all just terrible people what do you want from me


001: Alex, Bobbie and Amos are Judging You

The Martians and the Earther are sitting at a table in the Mess Hall, and they've started a game. That game? To rate everyone else on the ship in order of attractiveness. Want to be rated? Find the comment header below, drop a picture in of your character, and watch the comments fly. Feel free to overhear them and give them hell.


002: Closed, Alex >> Frank

Going on the morning walk-about to search for Holden was ritual, at this point, and Alex was very used to Frank coming over first thing before they headed out. So the door was already open, waiting for him. Alex was fishing through his drawers, trying to find where he'd stashed that singular glove that he'd found, to show him for a laugh. But instead his fingers found something else - a thin sheet of plastic, creased and bent a hundred thousand times, and Alex's heart nearly stopped.

He pulled it out of the drawer like it was made of plutonium, careful not to touch the edges of the drawer with it.

Christ. Oh, Christ.


003: Open, Alex >> Anyone who wants to find this wrecked man.

He goes straight to the bar.

It's not that he isn't a fairly regular fixture there, anyway, but especially right now, all he really wants is to drink until he numbs everything. So hi, have a depressed Martian with a bottle of who knows what, sitting at the bar and just staring at a picture of a woman and a child smiling lovingly at the camera. He keeps stroking his thumb over it, then looking wrecked and saying something like 'god damn it' under his breath before he pours himself another drink. One of his arms is still wrapped up in a sling against his chest.

If he recognizes you, he might look up when you get close, and sigh. "Hey, partner. Everythin' alright?" Because it's a lot easier to worry about other people, than to keep being miserable about yourself.

Comments

[wentnuclear]

[ Mako is waiting for him at a little table just past them, so Raleigh was heading this way already. He'd guessed what they were talking about already just from expressions and the way they focused on people in turn, but then their attention shifts to him and... yeah he's veering off to make a stop at their table, coming into earshot in time to catch Amos' assessment. That's bold, friend. ]

I showed you my scars, that wasn't enough of a show?

[ Alex gets a nod of greeting as well, then he's shifting his tray to one hand to extend the other to Bobbie. He knows her name from Alex's post, but they haven't actually met. ]

Hey. I'm Raleigh.

[donkeyballs]

[ He was about to ask Amos when Raleigh saw him naked, when speak of the devil and he shall appear. Alex offered a grin, not quite sheepish enough to prove he had any shame about their conversation. ]

Amos likes to know exactly what he's workin' with.

[marineris]

[Bobbie's lips quirk up, and she shakes Raleigh's hand.]

Bobbie Draper. Are you in the habit of wandering around naked?

[wentnuclear]

[ It's a polite shake, strong and warm, and Raleigh leans down a little conspiratorially. ]

Only if folks ask nicely.

[ And then for some reason he can't help but glance over at Mako, who has certainly not asked but that would be an interesting living arrangement. ]

[marineris]

[Bobbie laughs at that. Ridiculous.]

I'll be sure to ask nicely sometime, then.

[Is she serious? Who knows!]

[tumang]

Seeing the scars only felt like a taster. I'm an equal opportunities kinda guy, you saw mine, should get to see yours, you know?

[ He's smirking up at Raleigh, looking him up and down, absolutely unashamed. ]

[wentnuclear]

[ Okay that look is a little blatant for Raleigh, who is starting to feel like he's in over his head now. It's been like five years since he even socialized, let alone flirted, and at this point he's getting double teamed. He huffs a tiny flustered laugh, glancing at Mako again like maybe she'll save him but she's not looking anymore. Hm. ]

I guess that'd only be fair.

[tumang]

[ Amos grins, looking back at his food. ]

Let's make plans, then.

[marineris]

[Bobbie just shakes her head and takes another drink. Boys, please.]

[wentnuclear]

[ Yup. Way over his head. And for some reason he feels... off. It takes a moment to identify, before it really clicks. Jealousy. Disappointment. Sort of how he'd feel on a night where Yancy got all the girls at the bar, but not quite. The issue now is, it's... not his emotion.

He gives the space folk another nod, trying not to let on anything's wrong as he shifts back a little, making to head off. ]

I did tell you we'd hang out sometime you're not bleeding. Soon. You too, Alex. And it was nice to meet you, Bobbie. You guys have fun.

[ It's all genuine, but he doesn't linger any longer, resuming his original trajectory for Mako's table. She's just staring down at her food, doesn't even look up to greet him as he sets his tray down. This is really weirdly awkward. ]

...they're sure passing the time, right?

gently threadjacks this

[setpoint]

[Mako's eyes flick up when he speaks to her, but then her gaze drops again. It's stupid to be upset about this, but she can't bring herself to look at him fully. She shifts her weight, picking at her food in a desperate attempt to distract herself.]

I guess so.

it's clueless nerd o'clock again

[wentnuclear]

[ ...yeah she's. Definitely upset, it doesn't take the ghost drift to know that. He can feel the tension from across the table, can see it in her shoulders. Is she maybe into Amos or something? He probably shouldn't ask that specifically, but he is gonna ask more generally because they can't afford to be uncomfortable with each other. Raleigh lowers his voice a little. ]

Mako? What's wrong?

rip

[setpoint]

[Mako has never really lied to him about anything before, but now she does it automatically.]

I'm just not feeling well.

[She doesn't even know how she'd begin to explain it, or if she even should. There's probably no point.]

[wentnuclear]

[ She's a bad liar. Raleigh frowns, and switches to Japanese. ]

Please don't lie to me. They're just joking around.

[ He reaches across the table for her free hand, not sure where exactly he's gone wrong here but it sure was somewhere. ]

[setpoint]

[Mako tenses a bit when he takes her hand, and then he switches to Japanese and her expression softens. His accent is still stilted, and the thought makes her feel a sudden rush of affection. Ugh. Her fingers curl around his hesitantly.]

Are you sure they were?

[Because she's not.]

[wentnuclear]

[ He shrugs a little, because no he's not but. That's because he doesn't really know them. He does know Mako, so whatever she's feeling is more important. And it's true, his accent is stilted and he's not perfectly fluent, but it's close enough. ]

Does it matter? If it makes you uncomfortable that does, to me.

[setpoint]

It shouldn't make me uncomfortable.

[She feels ridiculous. She knows it's not logical, but that doesn't make her feel better, and she doesn't know how to begin to explain.]

[wentnuclear]

[ Hmm. He doesn't want to put her on the spot, but it is also very clear that she is, indeed, uncomfortable. Should or shouldn't isn't the issue. At least the rest is fading, and she's gripping his hand back so she's not mad. There's relief in that -- they've disagreed a bit before but he's never actually had a fight with her and doesn't want to. ]

I don't really understand, Mako.

MATCHING ICONS A+

[setpoint]

[Her gaze drops again, to their hands this time, and she's silent for a moment as she wrestles with a way to respond.]

I don't want to talk about it here.

[Even if it's likely no one else can understand them. Actually, she doesn't want to talk about it at all, because she'd really rather just ignore all of this than have him reject her outright.]

i can never stop myself

[wentnuclear]

Okay. We don't have to. But I do want to understand.

[ He pauses, like he's searching for words but it's not a language problem. What he says next is simple. ]

I never want to be the reason you're upset.

[setpoint]

[That catches her off guard, the simple blunt honesty of it, but he has a knack for doing that. She struggles for a moment, her grip on his hand tightening.]

It isn't your fault.

[And that isn't a lie. This is on her and her pointless crush.]

[wentnuclear]

[ For some reason, despite this clearly being directly related to something he did and thus technically very much his fault, the fact she puts it that way makes him grin a little. ]

You say that to me a lot, you know.

[setpoint]

[He smiles and her heart skips a beat, as usual. She just lets out a breath.]

It isn't. It's mine.

[wentnuclear]

We can still figure it out together. Do you want to go?

[setpoint]

No, it's okay. Eat.

[She can deal with her tangled up emotions for now.]