mess hall - i don't see how that's a party WARNING: underage alcohol consumption
[There are smalls sounds of chatter and enjoyment in the mess, but in general none of the benign misery Franz has come to appreciate about the gatherings he knows as parties. This is more like a little picnic, and as such he is quite enjoying himself. He is still getting used to the idea of living communally like this, but there's a nice sense of solidarity here. No one knows who you're supposed to be in a place like this.
It shouldn't be too difficult to make friends.
Franz is carrying a bottle of one of those mysterious alien liqueurs and a glass, looking for a spot to settle down. He notices someone with an empty glass, and lifts the bottle, offering to pour for them.]
What do you say? [He offers with a small smirk.] Shall we risk it?
the submerged - man must explore
[Franz is less than impressed by the scene here. It's muddy and smells vaguely like a graveyard after the rain. He gets to work examining some of the scrubby plant life. Considering their level of development it seems strange that there aren't any animals around to keep the ecosystem in check. He's studied enough of alien planets to be wary of this, still, the first thing on his mind is that he shouldn't presume to understand how anything works around here. Aliens are, above all, alien. They may not fit into what a human can understand.]
I certainly wouldn't peg this planet as the next trendy vacation spot, but that's a point in its favor.
[Franz looks out to the water and sees the natives gesturing in a friendly manner by the coast. He frowns a little, glancing to his companion.] Do we have a protocol for approaching strange life? [He takes a few steps closer to the shore nonetheless, his curiosity getting the better of him.] I wonder if the ate all of the plant life around h-- ah!
[Oops, he got close enough to be grabbed.] You can laugh at me all you want later for this! [Franz hisses out, trying to find something to hold onto.] Help!
Franz d'Epinay | Gankutsuou: The Count of Monte Cristo
WARNING: underage alcohol consumption
[There are smalls sounds of chatter and enjoyment in the mess, but in general none of the benign misery Franz has come to appreciate about the gatherings he knows as parties. This is more like a little picnic, and as such he is quite enjoying himself. He is still getting used to the idea of living communally like this, but there's a nice sense of solidarity here. No one knows who you're supposed to be in a place like this.
It shouldn't be too difficult to make friends.
Franz is carrying a bottle of one of those mysterious alien liqueurs and a glass, looking for a spot to settle down. He notices someone with an empty glass, and lifts the bottle, offering to pour for them.]
What do you say? [He offers with a small smirk.] Shall we risk it?
the submerged - man must explore
[Franz is less than impressed by the scene here. It's muddy and smells vaguely like a graveyard after the rain. He gets to work examining some of the scrubby plant life. Considering their level of development it seems strange that there aren't any animals around to keep the ecosystem in check. He's studied enough of alien planets to be wary of this, still, the first thing on his mind is that he shouldn't presume to understand how anything works around here. Aliens are, above all, alien. They may not fit into what a human can understand.]
I certainly wouldn't peg this planet as the next trendy vacation spot, but that's a point in its favor.
[Franz looks out to the water and sees the natives gesturing in a friendly manner by the coast. He frowns a little, glancing to his companion.] Do we have a protocol for approaching strange life? [He takes a few steps closer to the shore nonetheless, his curiosity getting the better of him.] I wonder if the ate all of the plant life around h-- ah!
[Oops, he got close enough to be grabbed.] You can laugh at me all you want later for this! [Franz hisses out, trying to find something to hold onto.] Help!