Peridot 2F5L-5XG (
peridork) wrote in
thisavrou_log2016-01-29 01:53 pm
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Who: Peridot, Jasper, Steven, Starflight, and possibly others to come.
When: Early-mid January
Where: Various locations on the Moira including the rec hall and Mero #011
What: Catch-all for backdated shenanigans that I am not re-posting after deleting the first one, like the Chump that I am
Warnings: CWs, if they are necessary, will be listed in the subjects of the top-levels.
Note: Hit me up on Plurk if you want to plot and add anything to this.
When: Early-mid January
Where: Various locations on the Moira including the rec hall and Mero #011
What: Catch-all for backdated shenanigans that I am not re-posting after deleting the first one, like the Chump that I am
Warnings: CWs, if they are necessary, will be listed in the subjects of the top-levels.
Note: Hit me up on Plurk if you want to plot and add anything to this.

CLOSED TO STEVEN UNIVERSE | Outside the Mess Hall, mid-January
Unfortunately it's mandatory for each and every crew member, and so, every Tuesday Thursday and Saturday evening, like clockwork, she's there. Dishing out organic slop and cleaning up the mess that the rest of the ship leaves in the wake of their necessary routine consumption of nutrients.
When the shift is finally over, she's pretty eager to get the hell out of there and do... well, anything other than this, really. She's not exactly sure yet. She's muttering about her potential choices into an audio log when she leaves the mess hall, totally distracted from her surroundings.
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"Hi Peridot!" he calls after her, just being social as far as he's concerned. He knows that the basis of their relationship is pretty awkward, but he figured that now that they are working together, if he is just low key friendly at her all the time then maybe she will warm up to him a little.
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She jerks in surprise at the sound of his voice, glancing over and blinking at the nymph owlishly.
Once she recovers though, she slips right back into her usual hostile narrow-eyed stare.
"Steven," she says unenthusiastically. "Can I... help you with something?"
Please say no.
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He gives her the finger guns.
"Do you guys need any help in there! I'm not busy or anything, and then we could hang out!"
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"Hang... out...?"
What does that even... Oh whatever.
"Actually we just finished," Peridot snorts, doing her best to look as completely disinterested as possible.
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That works.
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"Books are an archaic and inefficient method of storing information," she growls, lifting an eyebrow. "Though I suppose that the contents, are often acceptable."
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"Oh...it was called Ryslig. It was sort of like this, where you just get...kinda sucked in? You just show up there one day. Except instead of a spaceship, it was caused by this thing called the Fog God...who turned everyone they brought there into different kinds of monsters."
'Because she wanted us to eat the humans' is the part he leaves out.
"I turned into a nymph! Like, a plant person. Which is why I'm like this now."