Intro Shenanigans

[pleiade]

WHO: Asterope and y'all
WHERE: Whale Comb Sent Her, the Bishop, Wildcard her
WHAT: Introductory nonsuch
WHEN: Late August
WARNINGS: None explicit yet, but Asti is a genetically modified human who had a Bad Upbringing


1. Whale Comb Sent Her
Whether one's here to make a Soup Lies request or use the replicator, it's likely you'll run into Asterope, who's found a place to sit (or possibly perch, up on a counter or table with legs dangling) as she works out the specifics of the shape of what she's requesting from the replicator. She's working with a chunky piece of charcoal on a large sketchbook, trying to map and math the curves of a violin, before she tries to spend one of her replicator uses on it. Lots of curves, a couple spirals...for someone who's working from memory, she seems to have a good start on it.

As she works, she's humming, not really paying attention to anyone else in the room, yet.

2. White Pawn Takes Bishop
Asterope seems a little awed by the ship. She's been told most people don't live on their ships, and in truth she doesn't understand why. Sure, it might be cramped quarters, but she's used to kind of being in small, institutional spaces.

The other members of the crew can find her settling in, either in the kitchen acquainting herself with the protein dispenser, or picking out a bunk to take a nap in.

3. Wildcard
Find Asti anywhere else learning the lay of the land. She's more active at night, and spends a lot of time stargazing (sketching it all out in her sketchbook), if you want an excuse to run into her.

Comments

Whale

[orangewayfinder]

Terra was walking around and with as new as he was, everything still seemed to be a new experience. There were all sorts of different types of people here and some even stopped what they were doing to tell him something or other, as he definitely appeared to have a new sort of vibe to him.

Soon he came across Asterope as she was playing with her replicator. He'd seen the sketch she set down as she tried to get the machine to give it to her. Curiously he went over to see what was going on.

"Wow, you can draw pretty well." he said, indicating the charcoal art piece with a slight incline of his head.

[pleiade]

“Well motivated, perhaps. The replicator needs pretty exact directions to make a thing.” Asterope’s also pretty new, though. New enough to assume he probably needs the replicator for something more important. So she steps aside, moves over to allow him access. “Sorry.”

[orangewayfinder]

"Uh.." Terra replied as she moved over. "Sorry for what?" He really felt confused right about now. He was just trying to learn what it was that she was attempting to do though he could pretty much guess.

[pleiade]

"For being in the way? You probably have other important things you need the replicator for, this doesn't really matter and you should go first." She ducks her head a bit, looking down at her charcoal drawing sheepishly. She seems to be trying to make herself smaller.

[orangewayfinder]

"No..I'm good." Terra protested, trying to just watch first so he could learn. He wasn't even given a gummi phone back hone and even upon arriving here had watched Cayde work the tablet before spending a long time working on it himself after he had received his own.

[pleiade]

"Alright." She goes back to her drawing, trying to be sure the curves are the right shape, but pauses to peer up at him again. "What's your name?"

[orangewayfinder]

"Terra." he replied, still trying to see how she was drawing. It was just amazing to him because there was no way he could try and do something like that without hours of practice.

"You..must be new too."

[pleiade]

"Yes, only just arrived. Assigned to the Bishop. Still figuring everything else out along the way. It's a process." She realizes he's trying to look at the drawing, and turns the sketchbook so he can see. It's smudgy--charcoal does that, but she has the shape down.

[orangewayfinder]

He nodded. There had been a lot of ship assignments and fortunately Terra found his own assignment to be with Lauri-Ell, someone he'd already met and spoke to. So there was no worries there, and it was a relief to be on a ship with someone he already knew.

However he really did know this whole staying in a new world thing was a project and process as she'd termed it so he nodded. "It'll just take some time I guess."

But then his blue eyes focused on the drawing. "Where did you learn to draw?"

[pleiade]

"Nowhere really. Did more with schematic drawings early on."

She glances up with a sheepish smile. "Would be nice, maybe, to find more time to just...draw. Or paint? Do you think the replicator or supplies box might provide watercolors?"

[orangewayfinder]

"So you're self taught." Terra concluded. This wasn't him being judgmental by any means, he was just trying to put the pieces together.

Still, he couldn't help but wonder at her question. "I don't know, but you can try it."