Open to all!

[dateme]

Who: Inui (dateme) & ALL OF YOU
When: Day 3, eclipse/evening
Where: Boneyard
What: IT'S TIME FOR A POW-WOW aka we built a fire

[ So it's been a rough couple of days (literally, just two). But between nearly being blown up, marching through the desert, and generally just never wanting to see desert again, there is one good thing Inui (and Lance) have discovered: those Coral plants? Can be cracked open and eaten!

So as the sun vanishes behind the rocky formations or the moon(s), fellow interlopers might notice a distinct & nutty aroma wafting through the boneyard. Tracing it to it's source isn't hard though: Inui and Lance have started up a rather sizeable camp fire from the remains of some of the bones near the vague center of the massive grave. There they've cracked open large stalks from the coral and are roasting the mealy insides over the flames.

They've stockpiled quite a bit and have yet to cook all of it, so anyone and everyone is free to stop by and either help or take up a stalk of their own! Heck, maybe there's already people gathered there!

Whatever the case, it's a good way to kill some time, right? Maybe you've got a ghost story or a survival plan you want to share with the group? No really does anyone have a plan we could really use a plan ]


[ ooc; THIS POST IS OPEN TO EVERYONE AND EVERYONE! Feel free to make your own starters/sections, threadjack like crazy, and just generally get to mingling. The cooked Coral stalks taste like almonds and shouldn't be poisonous!.

HAVE FUN ]

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THE (ring of) FIRE

[dateme]

[ Get your misc mingling on! ]

campfire psa courtesy of an ex-jedi meddler

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka steps up to the campfire, clearly trying to get people's attention.]

Is this everyone? Listen. I think it's time we all stopped wandering around aimlessly and started acting like a group. Have we tried to get a headcount? Have we started any kind of documentation on the directions we've travelled? We don't have any long distance communications capability, so even if we split up, we can't look out for each other. We should be developing signs-- smoke signals, or rock patterns, to indicate things that are important. And making sure we all know each other.

Everyone go around and say your name. If you want, mention something you're good at, too. I'll go first.

I'm Ashla. I'm good at repairing tech and scrappy in a fight.

... Oooookay. Someone else's turn now! Orrrr else I'm going to look really stupid.

hops in here

[ceruleo]

[ Ashla, huh? One of his brows rises, though it can easily be dismissed on the fact Ahsoka is legitimately proposing smoke signals. He contemplates calling her out, only to rethink the idea. As far as he's concerned the potential payoff isn't worth the effort of being duplicitous, besides which the group is too small. Practical concerns aside, he's too eager to jump in after her to bother. ]

And I'm Lance! Ace pilot [ a lie ], sharpshooter extraordinaire [ also a lie ] and galactic hero. [ Sort of not a lie. Sort of. ] Yeah, I know, I'm delighted to meet me, too.

[ fingerguns ]

[adamance]

My name is Lexa, and I'm the leader of a people not unused to circumstances like this one. I've shared some of my notions with many of you individually, but I believe that we should start scouting groups with those of us who are more physically capable. Additionally, if you are or know of someone who's a healer, we should leave them in charge of rations so that they can ensure that those who need them most can get them when necessary.

[Why bother backing off without speaking her mind? Ashla's words are nothing if not motivating, and Lexa isn't someone who hands over her power easily. She recognizes that in this place, "power" is something that only exists in her mind. But she doesn't doubt her competency, and it feels important to point that out.]

[sheshotfirst]

[Shepard smiles a little bit at the banter going between the younger guys- humanity always does find away. Then, once it seems clear they're off on their own world, looks back at Ashla.]

Shepard. Alliance military. I'm not familiar with your species.

[t65]

[A while later, Luke wanders over to Ahsoka to see how she is. She stormed off and Luke hasn't seen her since, has been avoiding her, trying to give her space, but eventually, he starts to worry. She is his friend, even if they have their disagreements.]

[That doesn't stop him from being a bit snide when he asks,] So, Ashla, are you feeling better?

[But he really can't stay mad. He crouches next to her in the cooling sand and hands over his last water ration.] Here, you probably need this.

COOKIN MAMA...s. Or papas. Robots?

[dateme]

[ come try some of these space-almond plants. They're...yummy? Ish? ]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka pokes the coral plant currently cooking and looks at it suspiciously.]

... I don't think I can eat this.

[dateme]

Haven't you ever heard that "beggars can't be choosers"? I'm pretty sure you're gonna have to suck it up if you wanna stay alive!

[ex_bossily211]

And we're sure this isn't poisonous?

[She's looking a bit skeptical. Actually, the closer she leans in to examine the plants, the more suspicious they look.]

Has anyone tried it yet? [She's keeping an eye out for things like death or hallucinations. It's a very important job.]

[dateme]

[ INUI RAISES HIS HAND, pick him sexy teacher, pick hiiiim ]

Yup~ I made that guy [ he points to Lance a ways over ] try it first. We're good.

[sheshotfirst]

Want to share hunting tips?

[Shepard, brave space marine and all, breaks off a tiny piece to put on the inside of her lip for a moment, testing to see if there's a delayed effect from exposure before helping herself.

But seriously. Those coral things were Not Fun.]

( closed. )

[ceruleo]

[ He's glad to see the princess healthy and in one piece, especially after they'd gotten split up following the explosions. Lance is looking noticeably less perky when he goes to join her by the fire, though his cocky grin hasn't left him yet. ]

Come here often? [ He's visibly pleased with himself for his 'cleverness', and extends a coral pod towards her, cracked open with the insides lightly seared. The smell of toasted nuts is strong. ] You should have some, it totally tastes like almonds.

[ It doesn't occur to him that Allura might not even know what an almond is. ]

[mousewhisperer]

[ So, this is a really small problem that shouldn't be a problem, considering the larger picture of what they are facing, but: Allura is struggling with her hair. When Lance joins her, she's combing her fingers through the strands, trying to work out a few tangles and it's just, well, not the best solution to having long hair in space.

She's glad for opportunity to ignore her hair for the moment, her features brightening up at the sight of Lance, though her eyes narrow at that line. She doesn't dignify it with a response, just takes the coral pod from him, peeling away the husk to take a bite. ]

This tastes like the rosberry on Altea.

[ She says it like she's surprised, never expected to taste anything like it again. ] It must be similar to your almond.

CAMPFIRE TALK

[dateme]

[ spooky story? theory about Kharas? SURVIVAL PLAN? Let's hear it! ]

attn everyone: jess is an idiot

[sobriquette]

[Jess isn't exactly a team player, nor is she the type to sit around for a kumbaya at a campfire, but she's.... figured something out and should probably share.]

If anyone gets it in their heads to take off the suit, don't.

[That's it, that's her very thorough warning.

Time to leave.]

[dateme]

[ But Jess we all love having you around so much and also that message/warning is interesting as all hell to Inui. ]

Something happen~?

[ he will follow her if he needs to ]

[exorion]

Take it there's a reason other than indecent exposure?

[He'd guessed based on the power display, but someone's experience is better than his best guess.]

[adamance]

Can you describe at length what happened to you?

[Jessica strikes Lexa as a person who likes to be abrupt. She's met many men and women like that in her time, but they do require more information rather than less.]

[exorion]

Huh.

[He can't eat these dumb stupid plants, but the warmth is nice. Cayde's sitting near to it, fiddling absently with hunks of metal and wire to try and put together a solution for carrying all these makeshift knives other than "surprise his hands are full of knives".]

Reminds me of this time my ship crashed on Mars.

[That's it that's the whole story.]

Why doesn't this world have google maps

[sheshotfirst]

[Shepard has pulled up the nearest rock/bone fragment to take a seat on, her technologically advanced piece of sharpened metal spear in hand. Which she uses to start sketching out a crude map of the pod sight and their current location based on the very limited amount of information they have into the sand.

It takes about two seconds, guys. This isn't great.]

Anyone tried venturing out yet?

WALLFLOWERS

[dateme]

[ because we know you exist. Where're you hiding? ]

[anewhope]

[ Oh look, it's Clark's corner. After helping the others and doing some exploring, Clark has relegated himself to a corner, watching the fire flicker quietly. He could help it burn, could ease it but he finds himself holding back as the numbers on his suit blink at him ominously.

Clark nudges the bones closer to the fire, observing the others around the fire. Suggestions bounced around in his mind, but Clark was waiting to see who offered solutions before he threw in his two cents. ]

[bladebabysitter]

[Not ordinarily a wallflower, Elma has been staying out of the discussion tonight -- watching rather than leading, and trying to learn. Everything she's discovered has rattled her very deeply, more so than she ever allows herself to show. Her expression is merely thoughtful as she works on scraping down a bone into a point with a piece of jagged steel. Crude work, but something to do.]

[avocadoatlaw]

[ Matt sits just behind the campfire circle, listening to the conversation. He figures he might join in eventually, get some food, but at the moment he's fine existing just outside the radar and recovering from the first few days.

Unless someone happens to notice him there, then he'll engage you. ]

Feels like a calm before the storm, doesn't it?