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Post by dakota on Apr 5, 2007 4:45:16 GMT -5
Wes shrugged at the compliments with a half smirk. " Don't thank me until you've tried it. Besides, I guess we all gotta eat." His eyes shifted to Marty for a second as he said 'all'. He scooped himself a bowl and took a seat at the far end of the table.
Chaz went up the stairs long enough to open the crew compartment long enough to say," You folks want anything to eat, you better come while there's some left." He trotted back to get a bowl of stew, shaking his head at the monkey toying with a potato. Between mouthfuls, he glanced down the table at Wes. " You've got questions for me?"
"Nothing that can't wait until later. Don't want to spoil supper." Wes replied, glancing at Windrider.
Chaz nodded, wiping his cheek. " What about the rest of you?" He asked, seemingly ignoring that his dark glasses were steaming up from the stew.
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Post by shiivster on Apr 5, 2007 10:10:21 GMT -5
 *Jolanda looks up from her place and then looks at her bowl with meaty bits, then looks at the others. she then ponders something and losses her need for food. 'i am thinking i should eat at another time. the air is getting thick, and will erupt in a fight soon. waiting for that and eating after is being for me. i am thinking that the occupations of all of you is needing to be made clear. i heal and will do that. being trained for that from childhood was myself. wishing you all luck and ask you do not kill each other. bring the dead back is impossible for me just now' *she then stands up and puts her unfinished meal into the garbage, and then moves for the stairs again, worried in her heart about how the trip will end up going. then shakes her head as she gets to the door and struggles to open it with one hand [tag]
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 5, 2007 12:53:16 GMT -5
Windrider smiles helpfully back at Wes. "The young woman is right. Now's the time to air it, while everyone's eat and their hands are busy with food." A gleeful bark erupts from Thinks I'm a Tree when he locates the string in Windirder's pocket and runs off with it. "You only have moments before Thinks I'm a Tree diffuses the situation completely."
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Post by dhakael on Apr 5, 2007 13:30:41 GMT -5
Jerran thoughtfully chews a K-Ration bar as he lounges on his bunk.
For some odd reason he has no interest in going down to the mess area. Cocking his ear towards the lower deck, he continues chewing...slowly.
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Post by juicer on Apr 5, 2007 19:22:13 GMT -5
Marty enjoyed the stew. Greatly. He devoured it ravenously, and when he ran out of cornbread, he drank the bowl with it cupped in both hands. The rich stew hit several spots that had demanded attention for several hours. It filled an empty hole in him with warm, hot nourishment. He had always looked forwards to mealtimes.
When he had finished, the battlecat leaned back in his chair, licking his muzzle clean and picking cornbread crumbs from his whiskers. He felt sleepy now. Warm, stomach full, jobs done. Yes, he foresaw a nap in his future. He looked around the room with hodded eyes, then yawned enormously to clear his head. He felt the muscles in his jaw crack.
"Mmm...good." He said, to no-one in particular. Cleaning the muzzle took a few minutes. it always did. Wes' comment had registered, but the satisfaction of a full belly concerned him now. Maybe he didn't like mutants? Marty had met people like that. He didn't pay them much mind. He would be working alongside Wes, though. Maybe something would happen. Maybe it wouldn't. Either way, Marty thought, things would progress.
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Post by frostwolf on Apr 5, 2007 22:59:47 GMT -5
Chaz's request was still fresh in her mind and after she had freshened up, she had gone to rest since it seemed everyone was doing so. She woke to the smell of food and headed to the galley. There she quietly accepted the food and sat watching everyone as they ate, specifically Wes and Marty, but she was watching everyone so as to not make any uncomfortable.
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Post by shiivster on Apr 6, 2007 15:26:21 GMT -5
* Jolanda finally gets inside the bunk area again, and then moves her way to her bunk. she also nods once at Jerran, then sits first then curls up on her side .. and the flickering energy starts up again, as she enters her meditative state.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 6, 2007 20:24:44 GMT -5
A string dangles down in front of Kat, Thinks I'm a Tree hanging in the rafters, and jiggling it.
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Post by Mierin on Apr 6, 2007 21:15:51 GMT -5
Kat smirks up at Thinks I'm a Tree, but makes no move to grab the dangling string. "Cute." she says to the monkey. "Very cute." Kat then continues to eat her stew.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 7, 2007 16:38:35 GMT -5
The string jiggles and dangles in front of Kat for a few seconds more. Then, noticing Kat doesn't want to plat Wes's game, Thinks I'm a Tree moves above the table over to Marty, dangling the string in front of the battle cat.
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Post by juicer on Apr 8, 2007 17:31:45 GMT -5
In his content doze, Marty smelled something familiar. The mutant puma cracked one eye to see the small primate he had caught the scent of earlier in the cargo bay dangling a string in front of him.
Some of the soldiers he had served with had thought that was humorous, teasing the mutant cats with string and brightly coloured things. How could he help it is small, quick movements were fascinating? He closed his eyes, squinting as the string tickled his nose. He sneezed, sending Thinks I'm a Tree scampering back a few paces.
The battlecat made a noise of complaint. His doze required his full attention. When the pesky string returned a few moments later, he aimed a half-hearted cuff at the small primate. It probably belonged to one of the crew, so it would be bad for Marty to eat it. He wondered what it would taste like.
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Post by frostwolf on Apr 9, 2007 18:34:46 GMT -5
Watching the battle cat and the monkey, she looked over at Windrider then to the monkey. She spoke softly to the monkey in Cree, "Little friend, it is not wise to disturb the dosing puma. It is a good way to become lunch. That would be most unfortunate." She was pretty sure the monkey did not understand most of what she had said, but you never know with animals these days. She then looked at the puma, and speaking in plain American, "Marty? Why don't you take your dose to your bunk? That way you won't get disturbed by the playful little primate." She smiled a warm and friendly smile to the big cat. She took another bite of the stew and then turned to Wes. "My compliments. It is well appreciated and welcomed in timing." With a playful grin she added, "Is this what you are hired for?" It was obvious jest and meant in fun so she added a playful wink in his direction.
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Post by dhakael on Apr 9, 2007 20:15:16 GMT -5
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Post by dakota on Apr 10, 2007 4:32:44 GMT -5
" Windrider, if you want to keep your little partner in one peice, you might want to reel him in. Remember, cats like to play with their food." Chaz said between spoonfuls.
" Or send him to play with Mr. Wizard since he's too good to join us." Wes added quickly, turning to Justice and shrugging. " Just a perk for the boss bringing me onboard. Never really said why he brought me on crew, I just showed up late for his hiring party so got here after the rest of you."
" Same reason everyone else is here, you showed up and didn't balk at my offer." Chaz added. Picking up his cup, he stood up from the table. " If y'all spend a lifetime having someone talk down at you, you would've snapped at Wes while we were loading. Excuse me folks, enjoy your meal." Taking a long drink, he finished his cup, set it on the table and walked out into the cargo bay.
Wes looked at the others with a slight grin. " I wasworried there for a minute he didn't like me."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 10, 2007 17:15:11 GMT -5
Windrider seems rather inert, at the moment. Thinks I'm a Tree, noting Justice speaks Windrider's words, decides she'll play, and hops along the ceiling to dangle the string in front of her, squeaking playfully.
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*Jolanda looks up from her place and then looks at her bowl with meaty bits, then looks at the others. she then ponders something and losses her need for food.
