Man, where are the fitness centers on this stupid ship? Place is worse than the Cave --

[ There is a thirteen year old boy with his chin propped, his face distracted and angled into something irritated. It's hard to tell, with the dark and mirrored sunglasses pushed firmly up his nose. ] Totally venient.

I can't just sit here on my butt all day after what I saw in that room, so someone give up the goods, okay?

[ And then, after a pause, a disgruntled, ] thanks.

Robin out.


[ ooc: I'll probably end up using a myriad of icons but just uh. Assume he's basically wearing what he's wearing in the OP icon. Danke! ]

[ sometimes, simple is better than not. for once, jenna's post doesn't start with a full-speed babble, or overtures towards everyone joining hands and singing kumkaya. instead, she holds up a bag and lets it unroll, then shakes it a little. ]

Let's talk trading, Tranquility. I need hair ties, but I'm open to possibilities. Anyone have anything they want less than this?

[ she shakes the bag again for good measure. ]

...Oh, hey. Related: anyone good with plants? [ because if there's seeds: there's a chance to grow more. ]

( locked to her friends )