[Luke takes the giant neon orange 'elephant', and stuffs it in the cart. They're going to run out of room, soon. At the booth, the dart Luke threw falls to the grown, now that he's no longer paying attention to it.]
It's a rare ability, but it runs in my family. My sister can do it, too, but she's got less training. There are a lot of Jedi here, though; you might run into them.
[She's expecting it this time and catches it with her powers in midair. Cheating? Definitely.
She sends it back in the same direction it came from. A warning shot, but no proper retaliation - yet. Shaking the snow-laden branches over that drift does seem like a rather tempting idea, though...]
[Luke, of course, has never been one for stealth. As soon as he sees the snowball stop in the air, he stands up with an excited expression on his face.]
[He grunts to himself, brows furrowed. He knows better than to try piecing together a mystery like this himself, but it is strange. He looks up at Miller's question, and then glances over at the dogs.]
He won't attack them, if that's what you mean. He's pretty gentle. Can't guarantee he won't step on one of them, though.
[Rex can get a little excitable, and those metal legs are painful when he's standing on you.]
And being a mechanical engineer or not is no grounds for placing someone in a technician job. I have a feeling this ship is going to fall apart before we get to our destination.
[If that's how people are assigned to jobs, anyway.]
[she actually feels sorry for him. jesus christ what's wrong with her?]
If anyone asks I'll tell them it was one of those other giant beasts. Perhaps the moronic red one saw a lose nail and decided to use his face as a hammer.
"I'm counting word play under that as well and I want you to know the only reason I have not suplexed you into the dumpster where you belong is because it would ruin my bathing suit."
A pleasure. It's even alliterative! How delightful.
[she turns away from him, back to the clothing collection she'd been browsing originally.]
Now then, Master Trashbag, [said in a tone that makes it impossible to tell if aurelia is being serious or taking the mick.] you recommended an Autumn? Did you even see what I was looking at?
If you are gunning for a massive hangover I suppose, in fact, they do.
[ Can a human even handle that much alcohol? Nevermind Loki doesn't know if this man is human or not. He looks the part. ]
Polite conversation making? [ An impish smile. ] I very well could with all the expendable income we've been allotted. [ A light shrug as he takes a sip from his drink. ] I don't see a reason to be moderate with relaxation.
[ Play flirting happens to be Loki's jam. Don't tempt him. Compliments go a long way in stroking his ego. ]
Since you're so gracious I'll just take your name. [ A casual smile. ]
What's the fun in temporary mischief. The idea of a child-aged crew mucking about in space is an amusing one. [ Only because all the tensions going on would only get more ridiculous. More entertainment for him. ]
I know, right? [ With a teasing smile, he adds. ] But I'm sure you can piss a lot of people off, if you ever start feeling nostalgic.
[ But also, you know, don't. There's already enough tension as it is so it'd be great if Tony could go a while without going down his usual roads of Good Intentions. ]
The department? There's not much going on right now. You can take a look into previous projects, if you want— or peek into the info I've gathered on the Ingress so far. [ Which, granted, isn't much yet either, but he'd like to have Tony's input nonetheless. ]
[ Everyone has layers to their personality, as it were. He has the capacity to be civil when it suits him.
He makes a face somewhere crossed between distaste and uncertainty. ]
That jacket is hideous. [ A chuckle. ] Would you want me to stick you in this? [ And he does so easily what with this place having a mainframe capable of letting people try clothes on without actually changing.
Actually, it's a good look for her.
Actually, Wanda has really nice hips.
And despite being a little short she has legs for miles with those shoes. Don't mind his appreciative glance despite being a little uncertain about the style. ]
[ There's a lot of sarcasm going back and forth in this conversation overall. Possibly unsurprisingly, it's the part Bruce minds the least right now. ]
I haven't set up an actual list of rules, if that's what you're asking— though I can, if I have to. [ In case Starscream tries to take advantage of that small loophole. ] Everyone's free to take up their own projects, so long as they don't put at risk the integrity of anyone on the crew or the ship itself. Physical or otherwise. Basically, if it's potentially dangerous, then it's a no.
[Bumblebee yells loudly as the device shakes, trying to hang on as best he can. If Tarn is familiar with space bridges, he might be able to figure out that it's an integral part of the teleporting mechanism, if a little broken. The more Tarn shakes it the more it sparks.]
[Wanda rolls her eyes. Give her something more to go on than 'can fit armor over it' at least.]
I've worn something like that. It's cute. [She doesn't see a problem with it at all, and Loki does have a point. It really does look good on her. Don't mind if she adds that outfit to her cart.]
So not too much leather, yes? And something you can move in. [Wanda goes back to searching and finds a basic green robes and pant set that could be at home in a variety of settings. They're not too far from Asgardian casual clothing, but they might have been stylistically dragged through somewhere like Alderaan first.
And "basic" may be a bit of an understatement; there's metallic embroidery along the hemlines in a choice of gold or silver.]
Something like that to start? You could add other things to it.
[Interesting combination there, but he can roll with it.]
It's kind of boring, isn't it? Not that I want to get in a fight every time I go to a bar. But I feel like this place has never seen one. It's just not right.
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