[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

[deferences]

Of course you are! [he laughs, shaking his head, fondly reminded of a particular friend of his back home who would do the same but then eventually accept his fate. it's true though, jingyi is a good menace and sizhui could definitely use more menacing in his life, so what's a second friend who likes to cause a little trouble?

cup filled, sizhui shuts the water off, giving her another look before huffing a sigh.]

It's not that, I just think it wouldn't be fair if we destroyed the microwave when other people might need to use it. Unless you know how we could replace it?

[shadysided]

Mmm... I think Viveca just replaces anything that breaks.

She can pretty much reach out into any world and drag things back. All of the items that show up here, I think it's her that's pulling them in. So maybe... we can bat our eyelashes at her and ask for a new microwave to replace the one we blow up?

[IS THIS EASING MICROWAVE-RELATED CONCERNS]

[deferences]

Does she? Ahhh.

[NOT REALLY, NO, but that's mostly because it still means blowing up this microwave.....

nevertheless, he sighs, unable to help the half-smile that quirks his lips, his head shaking afterward.] Can we at least make the noodles first? Then maybe we could see why metal doesn't do so well in the microwave. [since he's definitely way too into the idea of trying dehydrated noodles (and vegetables and shrimp).]

[shadysided]

[With a deep, dramatic sigh, she drops her arms.]

Okay, okay. No blowing up the microwave. Yet.

But the moment I find some cheap second microwave...

[She doesn't finish the thought, nudging him with a laugh.]

Let's get you some noodles, before you starve over here.

[deferences]

[oh ziggy, he already likes you so much, dramatics and all. sizhui will even just—] Yet, [he repeats, grinning outright, clearly amused by these shenanigans. having an extra means not destroying the only one they have, however, so it's not too difficult to agree with this stipulation.

sizhui chuckles at the nudge, shyly returning the gesture then nodding.] Yes, yes, I shall waste away if we linger another moment! [his turn for theatrics, but he also moves toward the microwave and examines it a long moment, expression creased with consternation before he decides: maybe the handle is self-explanatory? and reaches to take hold of it and pull. it pops open with ease, he makes a triumphant mmph! then puts the cup inside, closing it afterward.

...but he's not entirely sure where to go from here, prompting him to direct toward ziggy.] What's next?