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thisavrou_log2016-05-02 03:23 pm
entrepreneurism) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-05-02 03:23 pm
hot landos near your area! chat now
Who: Landos & Randos.
When: May 1 - ?
Where: Options for: Flight deck & transpoters, rec area, observation deck, bar.
What: Come at me bros. General catchall for whatever you may desire, might add specific subthreads as needed throughout the month.
Warnings: Contains Lando. No other warnings yet, but. Still...
Never having been particularly inclined to trust others, Lando does not decide to avail himself of the opportunity to make a temporary trip home. After all, it's presented as being temporary up front and even aside from the obvious suspicion with which he regards the stranger and this other Ingress, home is a questionable turn of phrase for him. His last home is crawling with storm troopers at the moment, leaving him precious few places to go and no matters that could be settled in so short a time.
So he works on the flight deck with the transporters, stepping in to pilot as needed to bring people to and from the planet. (And, though he doesn't pursue it himself, he may consider accompanying someone if so requested.)
In his downtime, he can be found in the recreation area or the observation deck, striking up characteristically charming conversation with anyone so inclined. His demeanor is always apparently open and friendly, with a ready smile for most.
Some evenings, you may find him in the bar by the mess hall, decompressing and perhaps, if you catch him in the right fleeting moment of solitude, losing himself in silent thought. Not that he's ever more than half a moment away from snapping right back to his gregarious self, should the need arise.
When: May 1 - ?
Where: Options for: Flight deck & transpoters, rec area, observation deck, bar.
What: Come at me bros. General catchall for whatever you may desire, might add specific subthreads as needed throughout the month.
Warnings: Contains Lando. No other warnings yet, but. Still...
Never having been particularly inclined to trust others, Lando does not decide to avail himself of the opportunity to make a temporary trip home. After all, it's presented as being temporary up front and even aside from the obvious suspicion with which he regards the stranger and this other Ingress, home is a questionable turn of phrase for him. His last home is crawling with storm troopers at the moment, leaving him precious few places to go and no matters that could be settled in so short a time.
So he works on the flight deck with the transporters, stepping in to pilot as needed to bring people to and from the planet. (And, though he doesn't pursue it himself, he may consider accompanying someone if so requested.)
In his downtime, he can be found in the recreation area or the observation deck, striking up characteristically charming conversation with anyone so inclined. His demeanor is always apparently open and friendly, with a ready smile for most.
Some evenings, you may find him in the bar by the mess hall, decompressing and perhaps, if you catch him in the right fleeting moment of solitude, losing himself in silent thought. Not that he's ever more than half a moment away from snapping right back to his gregarious self, should the need arise.
rec area.
He looks up at the man that just greeted him. ]
Sit wherever you like. [ He grumbles, in a tone indicative of his not caring. If this guy wants to take the spot next to him, then whatever, he's not going to stop him. ]
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[ Fortunately, Lando is not unaccustomed dealing with grumpy people in space. In his own newly attained swimwear, he flashes a smile and nod as he does indeed take the seat next to the other man, stretching himself out comfortably. ]
It hardly seems practical, but I do find it difficult to complain about this level of comfort aboard a spacecraft.
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If they were goin' for comfort, they could've made these chairs a little softer. [ It's never difficult for him to find something to complain about. These chair cushions are a little stiff, though. Stiff enough to cause the doctor to squirm a moment in his seat, settling into a more cozy position on his side.
It doesn't help much. He sighs, ]
It's like layin' on bedrock.
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I take it you've never tried to sleep on a freighter.
[ Not that he's bothered, his smile unaffected as he glances back toward the pool. ]
Much as they may want to consider a hearty investment in pillows, though, I can't say I've seen many ships that feature a pool.
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The doctor crosses his arms over his chest. ]
There's a good reason for that. [ It'd be a mess if the ship's artificial gravity decide to take the day off. The water used to fill it could be better rationed elsewhere. Still, not a bad feature to have, he supposes. ]
You gonna try it out or jus' stare at it?
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[ Can't help the grin. ]
Makes it seem a waste not to. Unless you prefer the bedrock.