Flux de Angelis | Cook / Inventor | Mentions: Dallas, Shai (dir.) Yutaka (indir.)

A short snort of laughter came from the back of Flux’s throat. “Weird robotic thing.” He huffed out before shaking his head. “You should really know more about the tech we use, Toffie.” If Dallas was going to use silly names for him then he would give it back in return. Well, at least his name for Dallas was a little sentimental. When they had first encountered each other, Flux had been making desserts as a welcoming gift to himself and the crew to take him on board. Even if Vas was a little…cagey about his arrival, they soon warmed up to each other.

He had made toffees and other assorted sweets, but Dallas had been practically glued to that tray of toffees. That and his hair was a rather similar shade to those caramelised toffees. Flux still made them every so often, always poking fun as Dallas when he served them.

“We’re getting weird robotic things. For that arm I’m tinkering with, I need a polar connection system inlet, if you really want to know. I think Yutaka is going, we might bump into him, but I doubt he’ll notice us. He gets tunnel visioned at the trade post, too much tech to look at.” Flux gave a small snicker to his own comment just as Shai slipped up beside him and wriggled an arm around his own, drawing his eyes down to Shai instead of the intense look he had been giving Dallas.

“I need someone to fly me there on a dragon, sometimes those beasts are helpful. But I can’t be bothered having my own, too much chance for being flung into walls and the like.” Flux peeked over at Dallas, smirking before moving his other hand to clasp onto Shai’s forearm.

“The more merrier, I say.” With that he flashed a wide grin, cocking his head to the side. “What d’ya say, Toffie? Come and have some fun or hide from Vas for the rest of the day.” Flux couldn’t help adding on that last part and the emphasis on the name, he knew once Vas had settled whatever chaos he was dealing with he’d hunt down Dallas. Muttering about how he had slipped away, refusing treatment. Flux had quickly learned that he never wanted to cross Vas, even in the lightest of situations. He was very obedient to whatever Vas said, maybe it was a smidge of fear but for the most part it was respect. Maybe more fear than he would like to admit.

Flux de Angelis | Cook / Inventor | Mentions: Dallas, Shai (dir.)

Flux did not even try to conceal his snort of laughter as Dallas claimed he wasn’t hiding from Vas, he was clearly hiding from Vas. He spared the smallest glance down as he felt another arm join the one already attached to him, turning to look at Dallas only when he spoke again. A broad grin plastered across his face at the victory, he hadn’t been actively trying to worm his way into Dallas’s head to get him to come along but apparently whatever he had said had worked.

“Brilliant.” He chimed, just as Shai began to tug him along to start their walk to the top deck. He twisted his head over his shoulder to look at Dallas, still grinning. “If I want to shove any bio-tech into you, it will be expensive stuff and worth having you try to throw it at me.”

With a light hum, Flux turned his head back to face ahead as they walked towards the stairwell. “Ambrose would work perfectly fine, most of what I need is small. Unless you plan on bringing back something giant that is.” His head dipped to look at Shai, raising an eyebrow in suspicion as to what the other man needed to pick up from the trading hub.

While they were there, he wanted to collect some other little tidbits as well. Maybe a new shirt, or jacket, he always ran a little cold. There was a chance the grocer had some exotic stuff in that he could play around with in the kitchen, that was always fun. Either the crew were delighted at the new flavours or were outright disgusted, both were fun reactions to watch.

“Sardines, I reckon. Otherwise I’ll end up losin’ you and Dallas and have to wander the streets trying to find you both.” Flux rolled his eyes lightly, a small huff of air coming from him. “That and where is the fun in shopping alone?”

Tiamat | Mentions: Urchin, Cassiopeia (dir.)

Her nose scrunched up as spiky flexed her scales and sent the spikes raising up, they poked into her flesh and she withdrew her head with a short huff of annoyance. Shaking her boxy maw to dislodge the spine that was poking out from the side of her muzzle, the thing went clattering to the floor after a good few shakes. It didn’t to anything to Tiamat other than a tingling feeling that vanished almost as quickly as it had come.

Tiamat took a small look over her shoulder to look towards the blobby form of the new dragon, flaring her nostrils as she tried to place the scent. She hadn’t encountered this one before, which was unsettling. Anything new was unsettling.

Her eyes widened in surprise at the sound that came from beside her, arching her huge head around to look as best she could at the black void once again. It was talking to her. Tiamat curved her neck to lean down towards her, cocking it to the side, fanned tail tip flicking.

“Hello.” Her voice huffed out in a blow of air from her nostrils, bright blue eyes doing their best to try and perceive the creature in front of her. The slitted pupils expanding and retracting, trying their damndest to focus despite the bleary vision. That was the thing with space, not a lot of water just floating around in the void.

Yutaka - Engineer - Mention(s): Quillus, Vasilios, Ava (ind: Shai)

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Quill didn’t need to tell him how to do his job, but Yutaka nodded anyway. He’d have a look at the pumps and pistons driving them once he came back - and Cap didn’t need to know the report he’d begun writing in his head.

Well, unless it was really serious. Then he’d need to write the report, all proper-proper like, and send it to be attached in the ship’s logs.

So, he was now Yutaka the grocery-man, apparently. Not that he cared - it made sense for what purpose he was doing. The ship didn’t need any more water or condensate, and Flux had given no indication that he’d needed more food or cooking stuff - whatever he did in the kitchen was still beyond Yutaka.

“I’ll check the dynamic pumps. We should have some spare in the store-room." Read: he'd find it in about five seconds if he just looked at the catalogue he'd meticulously pulled together.

Which left Vasilios and the million and five things that he’d probably need.

Nodding farewell at the captain, he backtracked and stuck his head into the medbay. It seemed infinitely more calmer and serene than it had when he'd passed it earlier - more of a freaking medbay, not an emergency hospital or whatnot. God forbid, they probably actually needed a hospital on this hub anyway.

"Vas?" Yutaka looked around and spotted him bent over a patient. An unfamiliar one, too. That was a rarity. Maybe it was linked to the thud they'd all heard earlier?

Whatever. What he wanted to do right now was just figure out what he'd need to get on this shopping trip and he'd figure out the rest later. He had priorities, after all, and someone unknown on the ship in the medbay... actually was a bit more of a priority than he thought it was. But it could be handled later.

"I'm off to the trading post to grab a couple of things. Cap'n asked me to ask you if you need anything for your - uh... stash... of medicine." What did he call it? What was he supposed to call it? A heap? A store? A pharmacy?

Well, "stash" worked. Whatever the word was - he wasn't too big in social niceties.

"Go there and get everything in one straight run. So basically I'm off to get groceries." He pulled a face before turning back to Vas.