#Captain's log

[curlygrant44]

Black coffee is exactly what he'd assumed, and it's true that he doesn't care much one way or the other. Sometimes he'll take it with cream and sugar, and sometimes he won't. Up here...well, he's not a huge fan of the sweetener, not that he's that fond of sweets to begin with, so it's an easy thing to pass on it.

"Black's fine, thank you."

[Roll - 19] At least he manages a smile, and the sight of Sunshine taking his place across the table doesn't ache so badly now...besides, he's just remembered something.

"You said you had questions for me, right? About the differences in our lives and ships..." Truth be told, he's just as curious. There must be plenty of differences between them, he's just not sure what they are yet, besides the superficial ones.

"Is there something that stands out the most to you to be curious about? I'm an open book, really. It would be silly to hide something from myself, wouldn't it?" He laughs, and takes a sip of coffee, and things feel...more normal once again. He's more settled, for sure...

As long as Sunshine doesn't ask anything about thigs with Jim now, or the weird things happening, he can answer anything honestly and without reservation -- even if the topics aren't the most comfortable, as some aren't, he resolves internally to show his double the same kindness and consideration he's been shown, and try to meet his needs as well. If those needs are for open communication, Curly will do his best.

Restless as he is, Curly wanders aimlessly and sketches a rough diagram of the halls, pausing now and then to answer messages as he goes -- it's when the tablet's battery gets low that he decides to follow the map to backtrack to his room and take a break from wandering.

Except...when he opens the door, there's no familiar paperback on the desk, and the one person in room -- changing clothes, no less -- is definitely not Jim.

This isn't his quarters, clearly, which means...

He blinks at his double before averting his eyes, suddenly embarrassed. "Shit, sorry, I- I didn't mean to intrude, I got turned around."

Well. He'd meant to find his double to ask about the matter of nicknames and color-coding the crews, anyway. Not to mention discussing the uranium situation. He might as well stay for a moment. "...I did have a couple of things to ask about the next time I saw you, though. Do you mind if we talk? I, uh. I can wait outside for a minute, if you'd rather."

( @curlygrant44 )

At seeing his door suddenly opened by his double while he was getting changed does cause a small deer-in-headlights type effect before he blinks and quickly putting his shirt on properly.

"No worries, it happens with the state of the ship." He says as he moves to tidy up the room slightly as he didn't really expect anyone to ever enter the room besides himself.

"But you are quite welcome to come in. Don't mind the small mess? What do you want to talk about since I'm all ears." He offers a small smile before offering his bed to sit on.

[gaz-light]

ok so I just finished up getting the shading done on a large piece for my midriff and my tattoo artist, knowing they were putting me through agony, started scolding me and telling me I was sitting like shit and going to embarrass them*. I was so busy trying to cope with the pain that all I could mewl out was "I'm sorry mommy" and they talked to me like a child for the rest of the session.

I am so viscerally unwell about this interaction I haven't been able to stop thinking about it for the past 2 days.

*disclaimer: They knew me and weren't actually being mean

[meancroissant]

i love you D20 captioning team

[curlygrant44]

The blood-curdling scream threatens to stop his heart, and although he has Jimmy slung over his shoulders, making every step a challenge to get up the stairs with his aching body and the extra weight, Curly bolts up the last ten steps with the certainly that someone's life is in the balance because he forgets entirely that the weight he's holding is Jimmy, his mind going to one terrible fear that's haunted him for weeks, now.

He's failed Anya again, and worse this time because now he knows-

Curly stops dead in the hallway just around the corner from medbay, chest heaving and body battered and slightly bloody, as he listens to Swansea try to reassure Anya. He's not welcome here right now and he knows it. Intruding would be wrong...besides which, Anya needs to take care of herself right now, with Swansea's help.

Which means there's only one person he can trust to look over Jimmy and make sure he's safe before consigning him to Swansea's plan.

He turns and makes his way back down the hall again, retreating with Jimmy still slung over his shoulders. Swansea will be busy for at least a few minutes, which should give him enough time.

The paths may change often, but he won't stop until he finds the medbay he's looking for -- the only answer now is to take Jimmy to Odessa, and hope she's willing to help.

( @swan-and-bolts @nursexanya )

this thread is getting too long so it’s branching off time <3

”Stay still— Wait— please stay still—“ Anya begs as she tries to hold Jimmy down to the bed, but she knows well, by now, that nothing could be easy for her.

He falls and she can’t catch him, she can’t even bring herself to try. Blood trickles to the floor in scattered drops as he drags himself back up, towards Curly, and for a moment she watches in fear of what he might do.

But he only cries and mutters things she can’t even begin to make sense of, and for a moment, Anya is still, only watching as he weeps to his Captain.

Then she sees more blood trickling onto the floor, and remembers she has a job to do. She grabs a roll of bandages from the cabinet, but hesitates to get any closer than she has to. She looks back at Swansea, then at Jimmy and Curly, then at the bandages in her hands. Once again, she’s useless.

She takes a tentative step forward, then another, then slowly reaches for Jimmy’s shoulder, “I- You’re bleeding,” She tries, wondering if he can even hear her, “I need to take care of that.”

( @swan-and-bolts @curlygrant44 @cptjimmy yall lmk if anything needs changed!!)

[funsizedshark]

[TAPE RECORDER CLICKS.]

DANIEL: okay, it's on now. uh... first question — you weren't always a vampire, were you?

[youcouldbewonderful]

every mountain goats song is like. (the worst quality mic youve ever heard) (voice of a man that cannot sing) (lyrics about a situation that no one has ever been in but will somehow be extremely relatable) (sick saxophone riff) (realization that something is deeply wrong with you) (you leave feeling like maybe life is worth living)

[shesmywiinona]

cash grab this cash grab that girl they’ve had the password to my bank account for years! they don’t need to grab shit i am handing it to them!

[curlygrant44]

There's no one in the utility room, which is a small blessing; right now, Curly isn't especially excited about having to explain to everyone else that this is the OSHA crew here to check for uranium, and he's hoping to put that particular conversation off until they can hopefully give everyone the good news that no one has been irradiated any more than normal.

It also means fitting everyone in the room is comfortable enough without it feeling crowded or there being too much noise. The ceilings are high, and without Daisuke's excited chatter, it's not so bad that Wolfrum is...very vocal.

...and, okay, not having to answer any questions about how cozy he and Sunshine are is a bonus, because while Wolfrum and Perri don't know them yet and probably have fewer preconceived notions, the crews have yet to see them so close and it will inevitably become a topic of discussion -- just not today.

The maps are on the workbench at the back of the room, smaller than he'd prefer but better than nothing. "This is the normal layout," he explains as he points out different areas and lists each one in turn. "...but as you'll see, things aren't exactly normal, and it's easy to end up on the wrong ship without meaning to. For our purposes, that's a good thing, but you should expect to spend a fair amount of time getting lost. They seem to change each time, so there's not really much consistency in which areas connect or don't connect and mapping it hasn't been successive so far."

Not that he expected it to be...but Curly's no expert, and hopefully these two will have better information and advice than he does. "Would you like to start surveying the ships, or is there something else it would be best to start with?"

At least he's mostly able to speak normally...just as long as he doesn't look at Wolfrum...or Sunshine...or even Perri who seems to have decided he's unworthy of recognition and won't look at him anymore.

( @the-captain-of-the-tulpar @surprise-its-safety-violations @number-one-constellation-guide )

It has been far too long a day for Peregrine.

He hasn't slept in at least 26 Earth hours. He knows because she's been checking the clock regularly to register her overtime for possible compensation, which he really needs in exchange for having to correct every small movement her captain makes. The edges of their vision are a little blurry now but they're still well alert enough to recognise the two blips on the radar. One is small, politely ship-sized, while the other is... quite frankly monstrous. He lets out a low whistle, then spins out of his chair, the hand that skims across the desk for the radio coming up woefully empty. "Dock." She commands the captain sharply, marching out of the cockpit before the captain even gets a chance to roll his eyes.

"WOLF!" The shout echoes off the cramped walls alongside their sharp footsteps. "We're docking! Get your ass in gear! Where's the fucking radio?!"

( @surprise-its-safety-violations @curlygrant44 )

[b0ligrafo]

Hazbin Hotel is a child's idea of what an adult cartoon is.

[captain-hawthorne-thesecond]

but they're so cute 🥺

[blueberryspyder]

I am SO in love with the theme of water/drowning in TMAGP rn. Genuinely so excited. I had to look up the transcript to understand “The Victim’s” (as the transcript calls them) muttering and I’m SO here for it.

[spaceorganizermouse]

*There's an actual squeak when their feet leave the ground, even if they expected it. There's always going to be something startling about it, especially when it's rare. Perhaps they should ask more often...*

Ah—

*Still, once they're settled (and remembers that there is nowhere safer), they press their cheek into him with a small giggle. He gets a lazy pat but they feel no need to hold onto him for extra stability. There's no one Mousey trusts more than Curly, after all.*

*A yawn interrupts the first attempt to answer. They really haven't slept well the past few days it seems*

Mhm.. Should be in my room.

Did I never introduce you to Lulu? She's always with me when we go on hauls... Maybe she could meet Darcy sometime...

*A very squiggly set of stars surround a note*

Boss, I got a double shipment of coffee for you. Try not to drink too much though. That can't be good for you. I'm still down here on the floor if you need anything else.

-🐭 (@spaceorganizermouse)

Mousey, Thank you, I love you.

You're dismissed for the rest of the day. Go take a break. Captain's orders!

[sisterpaxton]

sister barnes every time mr reed would make eye contact with sister paxton

[homunculusalphonse]

the true torture: when your favorite ship that makes more sense with the themes of the media does not become canon.

[corvidaeus]

drinker moth (Euthrix potatoria) says hi 💕

tell him he's cute or he will cry

[captain-harpo]

@hotvintagepoll wait wait im almost ready (has never been either less or more ready)