[Open] A New Home And Busy Man

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WHO: Reeve Tuesti, Mini-C, Open
WHERE: The Glitter Food: Workshops, Belly, Cockpit
WHAT: Reeve's Ship Studies
WHEN: During Ship 'Imprisonment'
WARNINGS: N/A

I. A New Workshop

He feels like he's been walking around this ship for hours, but really, the stroll from the Hangar and through the Main Area has clearly not been that long. At least it was easy enough to do with his ankle finally fully healed. Which meant that it should be no surprise at all that he had found his way into a workshop and was already bustling about it, considering the walls, testing surfaces, and considering a seat in it.

"I wish we could salvage the tools and work furniture from the Restoration to set this up properly, but I suppose that now that we're here our duties have changed entirely."

Mini, sitting on the edge of a table, kicking his booted feet in the air, shrugs.

"Is it really all that bad that ya're gonna have ta relax a wee bit now that ya ain't got nae more buildings to build."

Relax? They both chuckle after that comment. Being one of an engineering team for a ship probably took some time and effort.

"You know, if Cid were here right now, he's be so jealous.

II. Belly of the Beast

"Hold the light steady."

"If ya want ta criticize, maybe ya cud do it yaself," Mini said, pouring his accent on even thicker just to show his displeasure. But he did try and stabilize the light he was holding for Reeve while perched on Reeve's shoulder. The man, meanwhile, was looking through an open panel near the water filtration system.

"I swear when I awoke you, I didn't sign up for nearly so much sass," the man returned as he finished his sketch of the inside of the system and his diagrams of the circuitry. This was something they might need later.

"Perhaps ya need more sass," Mini laughs.

"Pest," he says fondly before moving to put the panel back on.

"Nosy," the cat snipes back.

"I swear someone needs to teach you better manners."

"And is nae gonna be you."

III. A Cockpit View

The view might be lovely from here, if there was something to see beyond the hangar. As it was Reeve didn't entirely know what had brought him to the bridge other than a need to know the territory. There was value to it he supposed, but now he just stared at the sign.

Soon.

What weighty words.

"If only I knew what it meant," he grumbles. "Other than being trapped. Other than leaving without going home. Curse it."

Going to space had never been his aspiration, but surely the only reason to have a ship that feels so much like the planet is because they aren't meant to stay.

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[plate_builder]

That's the question he supposes must be asked. And an interesting point of view on it. And the ship really is magnificent.

"So I'm hearing that you're chief morale officer," Reeve says with a chuckle. What a way to look at things. It almost gives him hope. Not much, but perhaps just some flicker of it.

"Of course you'd figure the beds into it."

[mrsklover]

Richie barks a surprised laugh. "Me? Morale officer? You all are in a lot of shit if that's the case." But he supposes he can see it. He had to give pep talks before. Gave one to Eddie too right before shit went south. Maybe he was good at this?

"I'm just excited for all the extra room, man. Get to be a starfish. The Agrii must know and love me to allow me such a pleasure. Clearly the best proof that we're killing it as Heroes."

[plate_builder]

"You're good for my morale at least," he admits with a pleased sigh. This is something pleasant, actually. Having someone care about his feelings.

"Starfish, huh?"

Reeve wants to laugh.

"Does that mean I shouldn't visit?"

[mrsklover]

"Hmm..." Richie leans in to press a kiss to Reeve's smiling lips. "Just try to stay away, sweetheart. If you're able to do that then I've been doing a real shitty job lately."

[plate_builder]

"And you have been anything but shitty," he agrees with a smile. "I suppose, in light of the points you have made, perhaps this place is not so bad."

Though it does suck to be trapped. Space was never his dream.

[mrsklover]

"It's gonna be alright at least for now. We have a good crew of folk here. I have you, Mini, and York to bother if I get bored. And we also have that weird, ominous warning to ponder over!"

Richie pecks Reeve's cheek and offers a hopeful grin. "Your foul mood fly away? Get it? Foul...Fowl..."

[plate_builder]

Oh that joke is horrible. Reeve has to chuckle. What a terrible thing.

"My dear friend, you make my concerns take wing. For now."

[mrsklover]

If even his worst jokes can make Reeve chuckle then maybe he is a good comedian. He gives Reeve's shoulder a pat.

"Well. I am here when they migrate back, darling."

He stands up and hooks a thumb over his shoulder. "Now that you're smiling again, I can skedaddle if you wanted some time to yourself up here? I didn't wanna interrupt or anything."

[plate_builder]

Or perhaps Reeve is just overly fond of him.

"I could hardly see a purpose to my staying here. I'm not ready to diagram electrical systems up on the bridge yet."

[mrsklover]

Well, that would be a mutual state for the men.

"Okay, cool. So, let's run down the Reeve Care List: have you recently eaten and drank water? Slept? Had coffee? Mini has a shock collar on me if I don't check at least twice a day."

[plate_builder]

Okay, that there is a Reeve Care List is really just that much sadder.

"There's no coffee here. But I have eaten my horrid paste, and had tea. And I haven't seen a shock collar."

[mrsklover]

"It's invisible. Mini is very smart."

Richie offers his hand to Reeve to at least get him away from the weird sign and out of this room. "What do you say to some hot spring time, then? Or we could go find Mini and...I don't know. You two can work on things and I can provide running commentary."

[plate_builder]

If Mini made one, it would have literal bells and whistles on it. But Reeve accepts the joke and takes the hand.

"Hot spring time? We can't leave the ships."

Trust Reeve to have not found the creature comforts.

[mrsklover]

"Have you not explored around outside of the labs? There is a hot spring near the fake beach. Just like on the planet. I told you the Agrii love us."

Okay, now he needs to bring Reeve there.

"C'mon, sweetheart. We can take the scenic route and enjoy all the other shit you probably missed."

[plate_builder]

Of course he hasn't.

"I've been trying to prepare myself for working here," Reeve admits. Which means less recreation and more action?

"There's a beach?"

Guess who hasn't been that far back on that floor.

[mrsklover]

Richie bangs his forehead on the nearest wall.

"Babe, you need to think outside of work. You don't have to be useful to be valuable. Alright? You could spend all day in bed and drink coffee and I'll still think you're great."

He tugs him along a bit more urgently.

"C'mon. Beach time. No more work."

[plate_builder]

"I did for a month," Reeve reminds him. Since the end of that whole monster thing. More than a month. "I don't... I have so much that needs done though."

He needs to make up for all he's failed in. So working seems logical to him.

[mrsklover]

"Yeah, and look! You're still the apple of my eye." He pinches Reeve's cheek to really let that sink in.

"A few hours isn't going to kill you. And you were right that we don't really know what's gonna happen here next. Working without all the information could just be a waste of your time. Isn't that worse?"

[plate_builder]

No, a few hours would not kill him. A whole night would not kill him. Very little here would, hopefully, be able to kill him.

"Really? A cheek pinch?" he laughs. "You my Memaw now? Well, you may do whatever you must if you feel it will help me. Fine. Take me captive, show me around. Mini will thank you."

[mrsklover]

"I love Mini very much, but I am more interested in you thanking me, sweetheart."

Richie pulls Reeve out of the cockpit and just keeps a grip on his hand as he leads him toward the center and the beach. No running away.

"Well. Time to start the tour." He clears his throat and puts on a Voice of an LA tour guide. "Right over where we see the gorgeous hallway. Enjoy the paneling! Take notice of the high quality lights! Are they from Tiffany? Who can say? Well, I can say and they are not..."

[plate_builder]

Well, thanking Richie was something he had gotten very good at. But for now he can happily walk, and soon Mini's trailing after them. Reeve is still limited in distance from him after all.

"They really are high quality lights. They use a reduced amount of energy which is to be lauded."

[mrsklover]

Richie turns and grins at the new arrival. "Mini! Guess who is going off to the hot springs to relax?" He points to Reeve animatedly as though it were not completely clear already. He looks back to his friend and rolls his eyes good-naturedly at the literal answer.

"Okay, I clearly need to do my fake tour pointing out things you haven't already researched. Do you have the makeup of the flooring?"

[plate_builder]

"Ya think ya're gonna make him relax?" Mini asks with a smile. "Seems fake ta me. Especially since ya cannae turn his brain off."

Reeve has to chuckle because Richie was quite good at turning his brain off most days.

"I will definitely enjoy getting clean. And not entirely. I haven't had a chance to analyze yet."

[mrsklover]

"Of course you haven't. But there! I got one." He puts the tour guide voice back on again. "See here the beautiful floor, imported from West Englaty, known for their amazing metals. See how it shines? Truly one of a kind and well worth the eight crates of peanut butter the Agrii traded for it."

[plate_builder]

"Englaty," he says, chuckling to himself as Richie talks. "I cannot fathom the Agrii giving eight crates of peanut butter to anyone. It is such a precious commodity."