A: Moira, everywhere [A few hours ago, Lissa was back at Ylisse with the Shepherds and living a life where she had no reason to believe her planet wasn't flat.
"Jarring" does not even begin to describe it.
But neither does "incredible" or "amazing" or "holy daughter of Naga did you see that shiny thing out the window just now DID YOU SEE IT MOVE WOW," and Lissa doesn't know where to start. Even the ceilings are worth marveling at, and she needs to go everywhere, be everywhere, see every last inch of her new home-for-now, but even as she wanders up and down corridors and in and out of doorways, a reflection or a sparkle in her peripheral vision is enough to steal away her attention and make her turn around to gape at anything at all.
Anyway she's walked into like five walls today.
Maybe please stop her before she walks into this next one while she's staring at one of the screws in the ceiling or something. Or just wait until she does and then laugh at her?]
B: Moira, medbay [Having the teenage girl who keeps walking into shit because she can't get over how well-cleaned the ship's interior is working in the medbay and healing people's wounds probably inspires a lot of confidence, huh.
She's good at her job, really! Healing people is her thing, all right, she's definitely a useful and competent cleric. The fact that she's trying to balance books and then anything she can put on top of the books on the top of her fancy healing staff right now while she hangs out in the main area shouldn't be held against her. Please.
Realizing someone else has shown up makes her jump exactly enough that all the miscellaneous objects perched on her staff tip and clatter to the floor.
Maybe she'll just...ignore that that happened...] Er—hey there! What's going on?
C: Eris, gambling [Okay, first of all, who let Lissa run around unsupervised, and second of all it is a damn good thing those credits were unlimited because guess who absolutely sucks at every single game she's been let near.
At this point, it's kind of become a personal challenge! She's got to win something, just to prove that she's capable of it. One victory—one victory is all she asks for, it doesn't even have to be a particularly grand one, she and everybody else just needs to know that she can win. Just, at all.
After getting her ass beat at yet another round of cards, she steps aside and skitters over to whichever fellow crewmate she sees first.]
Psst! Hey! Do you have a second? [She turns around to look at the table she was just at, then turns back to the person she's dragged into being her new conversational partner. Sorry, dude.] How do you even play that game? Do you know? [She's been at that one for like thirty minutes.]
Lissa | Fire Emblem: Awakening
[A few hours ago, Lissa was back at Ylisse with the Shepherds and living a life where she had no reason to believe her planet wasn't flat.
"Jarring" does not even begin to describe it.
But neither does "incredible" or "amazing" or "holy daughter of Naga did you see that shiny thing out the window just now DID YOU SEE IT MOVE WOW," and Lissa doesn't know where to start. Even the ceilings are worth marveling at, and she needs to go everywhere, be everywhere, see every last inch of her new home-for-now, but even as she wanders up and down corridors and in and out of doorways, a reflection or a sparkle in her peripheral vision is enough to steal away her attention and make her turn around to gape at anything at all.
Anyway she's walked into like five walls today.
Maybe please stop her before she walks into this next one while she's staring at one of the screws in the ceiling or something. Or just wait until she does and then laugh at her?]
B: Moira, medbay
[Having the teenage girl who keeps walking into shit because she can't get over how well-cleaned the ship's interior is working in the medbay and healing people's wounds probably inspires a lot of confidence, huh.
She's good at her job, really! Healing people is her thing, all right, she's definitely a useful and competent cleric. The fact that she's trying to balance books and then anything she can put on top of the books on the top of her fancy healing staff right now while she hangs out in the main area shouldn't be held against her. Please.
Realizing someone else has shown up makes her jump exactly enough that all the miscellaneous objects perched on her staff tip and clatter to the floor.
Maybe she'll just...ignore that that happened...] Er—hey there! What's going on?
C: Eris, gambling
[Okay, first of all, who let Lissa run around unsupervised, and second of all it is a damn good thing those credits were unlimited because guess who absolutely sucks at every single game she's been let near.
At this point, it's kind of become a personal challenge! She's got to win something, just to prove that she's capable of it. One victory—one victory is all she asks for, it doesn't even have to be a particularly grand one, she and everybody else just needs to know that she can win. Just, at all.
After getting her ass beat at yet another round of cards, she steps aside and skitters over to whichever fellow crewmate she sees first.]
Psst! Hey! Do you have a second? [She turns around to look at the table she was just at, then turns back to the person she's dragged into being her new conversational partner. Sorry, dude.] How do you even play that game? Do you know? [She's been at that one for like thirty minutes.]