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[kidjoy]

Who: Girl, Fiora, and Leia
When: 3.12
Where: Mero #004
What: Roommate shenanigans
Warnings: Will update as needed



[The girl's sitting on the floor beside her bed, using a red marker than she'd swiped from her 'job' to spice up her uniform. She glances up when the door opens, just enough to make sure it's a familiar face, and jabs the maker in her direction.]

Found a way to make these borin' blacks a little more lively. Wanna try?

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[imahologram]

[Leia comes in to find the girl decorating her clothing with a red marker. Her brows go up, but really, if she wants to wear something a little more creative, why not? Leia's not about to demand ship unity when they've all been kidnapped here.]

Why don't I watch? I don't think red is how I'd fix mine.

[meyneth]

[Fiora is reclining on her bed, a book propped up vertically on the flat, triangular plate below her collarbones, when Leia comes back. She looks over and greets her with a smile.]

I tried telling her they might throw a wobbler over it, but... well, deaf ears.

[with that, she looks at the girl.] But I guess they've plenty of extras. They've got to, right?

[kidjoy]

Don't even know what a wobbler is. [Grumble, grumble.] They wanna start a clap with me over some clothes than they can bite me. I don't do black and white.

[She looks up, gives both women pointed looks.] Colors matter.

[To Leia:] Bet'cha I can snag some other markers. You'd look all sweet-faced in blue.

I don't need no more of 'em. [She's switching her gaze back to Fiora.] Be nice or I won't offer ya any pretties.

[imahologram]

[Leia nods in return to Fiora, giving her a sort of brows-raised, this is quite the kid expression over the girl's head. Fellow adult-like person, what a bunkmate they have.]

Would I? [She smiles, taking a seat on the edge of her bed to watch.] I usually wore white at home.

[And then, to Fiora:] So what is a wobbler? I haven't heard of it, either.

(fiora uses british english/english accent)

[meyneth]

'Course colors and clothes and such matter. I'm just worrying about what they might do about it for your sake, [and she stops, as if about to say the girl's name, but then remembering she has none,] ...kiddo. But trust me, I know you'd put up a proper fight over it.

[Well, the time for reading having passed, she closes her book and sits up.]

It's a saying? You know, like... when someone gets really angry over something silly... like if a kid has a tantrum over not getting a lolly.

[Langauge is such a weird minefield for Fiora on the Moira. Most people talk in accents she'd never heard before, including both Leia and the girl.]

...I guess I don't know what a wobbler is exactly, though. Got me there.

[kidjoy]

[She can't help but make a face when Leia says she wears white, but she tries to keep it focused toward the floor instead of at her.]

Blue's a lot better. I'm gonna find you something blue later.

[Clearly the way to help is to force more colorful things on her until she changes her mind.

She narrows her eyes at Fiora, trying to remember if they'd talked about the 'kid' thing. Kiddo wasn't as bad, but it's getting close.]

Everybody else has gotten a new nickname for me. Gotta step up the game, Fiora. [She pauses and then speaks slowly like she's making a point.] Fi.

[She turns back to her coloring. Less interested in the semantics of tantrums.] Explain lolly next.

[imahologram]

...Thank you, Bee. [She's not sure what to make of the girl's determination to put her in blue, but it seems harmless enough.]

A lolly is a sweet. [Her eyes, questioning, find Fiora's. This is educational for them all--she's never before heard a tantrum referred to as a wobbler, though the image of a child wobbling on its legs, screaming, is certainly potent.] In my galaxy, anyway.

[meyneth]

[Fiora nods at Leia with a grin.] Yeah, a sweet. Hard candy. [That's one word people here share in common, at least.

Fiora looks back to the girl and ponders her furious magic-markering for a few seconds.] It's crazy that they even gave a uniform to you, ...Bee. I know you're no weakling, but you are still young. I hope they don't have you doing anything too dangerous?

[At this point it's hard to tell what the original colors on her uniform were...]

They put me in Sanitation. The nerve... I mean, I can't even wear the uniform, but if I could it'd just be this dreadful all-black thing. It looks like old man pajamas.

[then, an afterthought:] Actually, where are you working, Leia?

[kidjoy]

[She beams at Leia's thanks. She might make proper runners out of her roommates yet.]

Course, I'm not weak. [She gives a little huff, putting her marker down to give Fiora her attention.] They got me doin' some kind of electrical stuff. Technician. It's dumb, so I just play with the tools and draw stuff until I get to leave.

[Aka she has no idea what she's supposed to be doing so she just goofs off all day.

And now Fiora's dissing the uniform. Not for the reasons the girl would like, but it's a start. Fiora also gets a wide, proud smile.]

That like cleanin'?

[After, the girl turns her attention to Leia to listen.]

[imahologram]

I'm in navigation. [As far as things go, it suits her. The more she can learn about steering the Moira, the better.] If it's any comfort, we've all got cleaning duty sometimes.

[But they don't all have a focus on taking out the trash, for which Leia's grateful. Poor Fiora, stuck with the ship's garbage.] Has sanitation been bad so far?

[And, down the girl's way:] You might learn a few tricks doing electrical work. I'd pay attention, if I were you.

[meyneth]

Yeah... cleaning's a simple way of putting it. Apparently some people on this ship think that if somebody else is cleaning up after them, they can be total slobs.

[Huffing, she closes her eyes and pouts. There isn't any person she's thinking of in particular, and for kids like the girl it's more understandable, but grown adults? Dreadful.]

I'd like to move to the kitchens. Cooking is something I actually know how to do, something I'm good at... Even navigation or technical things would be better. Leia is right, you could learn a lot, you know.

[kidjoy]

Maybe they're used to traveling around a lot, so it don't matter much to them what kind of mess gets left.

[They'd lived like that, between finding places to claim for months on end. It seems a plausible explanation to her.

She cocks her head, smiles a little at Fiora. Someone's finally found a topic she likes.]

You can cook?

[She glaces back to Leia, smile dropping a little.]

What's the use of learnin' it though? All it would help is when I'm here. Won't do me any good when I get home again.

[imahologram]

They're going to have to learn some manners, then. [Muttered, mostly, and a little amused. Traveling's no excuse for ignoring common courtesy--not in her book, anyway.

She looks at Fiora with some interest at Bee's question. While her own cooking skills are nowhere near as deplorable as Han's, Leia doesn't do a lot of it and doesn't really care to. It never hurts to befriend someone who can cook.

As for the girl...]

You might find a way to use it at home. Knowing how to learn quickly is a skill in itself. [That might be a little abstract for her, though.] And if you learn about the ship's wiring, we might learn more about how to take control of it.

[meyneth]

Now there's a good reason if I ever heard one.

[Really, Fiora's just happy to get off the topic of how she collects garbage for several hours a day, but Leia's right in any case. If they can wrestle this ship from those mysterious captains, maybe they'd get home a lot faster.

She shifts around in her seated position on the bed, wiggling her heavy body until she's facing the other girls more comfortably.]

Tell you what - if you try hard at learning the technician side of things, I'll cook some good stuff for you. I don't think they'll have the meat I'm used to, but the principles should be the same, right?

[kidjoy]

[Ew. Manners. It's a lucky thing she likes her roommates so much; she barely refrains from making a disgusted face at the suggestion.]

I'm not a slow learner.

[The concept has went right over her head. But the implication they could take control of the ship does not. Neither does the promise of food. She gives Fiora a wry smile.

Well played.]

Well, if I'm gonna get somethin' out of it. But I'm gonna want a big serving. [She rolls her shoulders, glancing back to Leia.] Anywhere in particular I should be checkin' on the wires? What's the best place that you'll need to get in, for takin' over?

[imahologram]

[Fiora gets a mouthed thank you over the girl's head. Keeping her doing her work is a small thing, but Leia thinks they'd better at least try.]

That's a good question. [She hasn't exactly gotten into the ship in that kind of detail, but she ] We'll probably need to know things about the engines and the computers up in navigation. But anything you can learn could be helpful.

[They might be able to disable locks, depending on just how things are set up. There are more possibilities than seems worth going into for now.]

[meyneth]

Biggest serving you want. It's not like I'll be having any.

[Smiling, Fiora covertly winks at Leia after the girl looks away. It's alright - Fiora's used to motivating others with food. Easiest way to the heart is the stomach and all that.]

Anyway... [she says, laziness leaking into her voice, as she flops backwards onto her bed.] ...I'll let you two plan the escape, unless you have an idea on what kind of useful secrets I could uncover in Sanitation. Or you can call me if you need me to punch something.

[kidjoy]

[Oh. Right. She can't eat. Despite all the metal, sometimes it's easiy for the child to forget Fiora's robotics. The girl drops her gaze back to the fabric in her lap.] Ain't all that right to make you do something ya can't even enjoy.

[A little snort and she's looking back up.] Could always use a someone to punch. I bet they won't give this thing up easy. It'll end in a clap, things like this always do.

I can keep lookin' for the engine stuff. And maybe I can get somebody to explain about the computers. [A glance to Leia and a firm nod. She's taking the little mission seriously.] I'll let ya know what I find.