[OPEN] An OTA for any post-mission threads! And Movie Night.

[groupiedrifter]

CHARACTERS: The crew!
LOCATION: The Mess Hall
DATE: After the mission / Movie Night, the day after the mission!
CONTENT: Feel free to use this log as somewhere to play out closed starters or what-have-you for any post-mission needs! There is also a movie night (sorta) in which the crew can contribute to it, as Newton is going to be out sick for this one.
WARNINGS: Nothing severe! But mark your comments if needed.

Upon returning from the mission, things need to take a real breather, huh? Not only have some of their folks returned home recently, but the witnessing of two crews getting gobbled up by pissed off dragons is also a thing. Not that a lot of the crew would probably contest the outcome wasn't somewhat deserved — caging living creatures to steal away from their families would definitely fall under 'stupid games, stupid prizes' that Americans love to say. Or whoever invented that (it was definitely not Tom Clancy, despite what some people say).

Anyway, everyone's back to mingling into the station, tired and victorious and maybe a little put-out by the overall murder and maiming. Business as usual, right?

So, Newt does what he usually does! Attempt to set up the mess hall for another typical movie night.

Only, he has fallen actually sick.

So the movie night is gonna have to rely solely on the crew, this go-around.

Upon entering the mess hall, many will find the usual things half-heartedly strewn about: the movie projector with the DVD player, sitting unused on one of the tables. The white cloth used to project on, half-hung and abandoned, looking like the world's worst sheet ghost on Halloween. Stacked dinner and snack plates with nothing on them are still in the kitchen, not yet moved around. In fact, the only thing that seems to have been fully supplied is a pile of pillows and blankets on the floor and one bag of 5 lbs., unopened sour patch kids on a chair.

Newt, it seems, has been put down for the day with his pirate-world-flu. Pirate Flu?

(It's not scurvy.)

Anyone stopping in will have to fend for themselves and provide any movies, music, food or additional goodies for this movie night, while Newton Geiszler is forced into bedrest by Chishiya and Yujin (who have the patience of saints in this situation).

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Comments

[shadysided]

... I haven't really had the chance to figure all that out.

[Being. 17 and all. She feels a little guilty, though, because Yuri did have a kind of look to her just now; did she say something stupid or rude? It wouldn't be the first time, but she usually tries to be rude.]

I guess if my regret change goes well, maybe I'll get there.

First step's making sure I make it to 18, right?

[deadanimemom]

That's a good first step. I'm not going to say things will get easier, but I've found that as an adult you get a lot more freedom than as a kid, and I might still make some dumb choices as an adult, but at least I've learned not to repeat my teenage mistakes!

[shadysided]

[That earns a little laugh.]

Teenaged mistakes, huh? I've got one hell of a rap sheet already...

So it gets better? When you're an adult. Most of the ones I run into seem worse off.

[deadanimemom]

I think it does. Or at least it gets easier, if you let it. You have more experience, and you know yourself and other people better, and that makes a huge difference.

[shadysided]

... I'll have to keep that in mind.

Thanks. For being helpful. The Ximilia kind of reminded me that the adults in my life are actually capable of doing that from time to time.

[deadanimemom]

[She wishes that wasn't true. She wishes all adults were competent and kind, that this girl hadn't lived a life that made her feel like she hadn't had the help she needed. But Yuri knows that isn't the world anyone has ever lived in.]

I'm glad. It sucks when you can't trust anyone to help.

[shadysided]

[She huffs a breath, a little amused.]

I guess that's not so much a problem here.

Sometimes people here get too involved, and you have to tell them to butt out.

[It's said fondly enough, though.]