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[commontype]

Who: Eggsy commontype & anyone
When: Today and forward
Where: Ceta and the Moira
What: Protesting, fighting, and protecting those that can't protect themselves.
Warnings: Fighting, cursing, and will update if more come up


A Passive Approach: 3/09

[Eggsy decides to set up shop in the mess hall. It's a central location, one that will get him the attention that he needs, because he's going to stage a protest against killing the whales. It's not what he'd actually like to do, but he knows better than to start shit that could result in another planet being destroyed.

So he borrows some paint and starts making some signs.]

Hey, you wanna help?

[He stops people as they come in, explaining what's going on.]

An Active Approach: 3/11; closed

[The protest he'd set up with the help of the rest of the crew went alright. It didn't stop the whalers, which pissed him off, but it did at least rally everyone to work together. That was something.

But he was antsy, pent up, and pissed off.

There was no reason to kill the whales just to harvest a mineral from inside them. That was shit and he was telling one of the whalers just as much when he decided to take a swing. And another. Next thing he knew, Eggsy was in a full-on brawl with a group of them. Swinging, dodging, doing just fine, and then there's Loki, out of nowhere, distracting him.]

Watch out!

[A fist catches his jaw and he stumbles.]

A Questionnaire: 3/12

[Early in the morning, Eggsy sends out a MID message to the entire crew, captains included.]

I've been tryin to find somethin to do here that I'd be good at and I'm plannin on asking for a job switch soon. There seems to be a lot of animals on the ship. They might need care or someone to look after them, so I'm gonna make a list, but I need your help.

If you could help me with that, I'd appreciate it. Thanks.

[Attached to the message is a simple list that anyone can update. Either message Eggsy back and let him know, or add what you do know to it.]

Wildcard:

Hit me with anything for the plot so far. Whale watching, planet shenanigans, translator stuff, etc.

[OOC: For the protest prompt, feel free to time skip ahead on that or have your character help make signs. He'll be taking them down to the planet, with whoever wants to go, and starting a protest outside where most of the whalers hang out.]

Comments

[commontype]

Ah, yeah. Alright.

[Assholes who steal from the dead and eat them. Yeah, Eggsy's glad they aren't here.]

Sure, we can do it like that. You take the back, I'll take the front.

[He picks up a stack of signs.]

Some of these are for holding, some of them we can just pin up.

[ersatzeverything]

I'm all ready to go.

[He gathers up the remaining signs.]

What's the plan, pin up some signs first and then protest down by the slaughterhouse?

[commontype]

Good, follow me.

[They would have to hop on a transporter, but that would only take them a few minutes. He starts towards the cargo bay, nodding at Deacon.]

Yeah, actually. I know it ain't the best plan, but it's the only one I got.

[ersatzeverything]

Hey, it's better to try than sit back and do nothing. Even if we only convince a couple to stop, save a couple whales, we'll have done some good.

[commontype]

That's true, and savin' a few is better than not savin' any at all.

[When they get to the cargo bay, he asks one of the transporter pilots to take them down.]

Kinda thrillin' ain't it? Doin' this.

[ersatzeverything]

Protesting? Totally. Even if we get punched in the face, it'll be worth it.

Flying down there? Less "thrilling" more "ass-clenchingly terrifying." Yeah.

[Deacon doesn't like heights and had never flown before arriving here. So going up and down from the planet has been a little unnerving.]

[commontype]

Ain't much for flyin' then?

[Eggsy found that thrilling, too. He was a little bit of an adrenaline junkie.]

I mean, I'd rather we didn't get punched in the face, but if it happens, it happens. Least we was tryin' to do what was right.

[ersatzeverything]

I used to love flying. [No he didn't. But the lie falls out of his mouth automatically.] I was in a vertibird crash a few years back--not a bad crash, obviously, because I'm still here, all limbs intact--but it pretty much killed my enthusiasm for flying.

[All lies. But he genuinely is excited about fighting for what's right, that's not a lie.]

Exactly. Black eyes for a worthy cause. Or maybe should I say Eggactly.

Sorry. I'm honestly ashamed of myself for that.

[commontype]

Maybe you should try gettin' back on the horse, so to speak.

[Eggsy could see that, and since he's got nothing to base Deacon's reactions on, he can't tell that he's lying.]

You should be ashamed of yourself.

[He laughs, folding his arms over his chest.]

I'm ashamed for ya.

[ersatzeverything]

I'd promise never to do something like that again, but I'd hate to be a liar.

[Lying about lying now.]

But I promise to feel totally guilty any time it happens.

[commontype]

Yeah, same. I'd promise to never do anythin' stupid again, but I'd hate to be a liar.

[The truth at least.]

We're here.

[ersatzeverything]

Aw, just when I was starting to have fun with this whole flying thing. [No, not really. His pulse is racing and his palms are clammy. Heights does that to him.]

Where to first, chief?