One of the engineers on board the Spark In Darkness got into a bet with the other engineers regarding their alien ward's capabilities a few days ago. Where the engineers came up with the yarn no one is sure, but about twenty minutes later money changed hands. Apparently, when sufficiently convinced of the well-being of local machinery, a Huragok is ( Read more... )

Vergil, right now, is one of the happiest Huragok alive. D0G brought gifts! Lots of them! So many ancient bits of technology to play with and take apart and learn from! So many possible reconfigurations and alterations! Vergil really must come up with some suitable way of thanking the robot ( Read more... )

The door slides open, briefly revealing the interior of the UNSC heavy cruiser Spark In Darkness. A Huragok floats idly through, and the door closes. As the creature approaches the Bar a note pops up ( Read more... )

There is a Huragok at work in the garage. Loud, enthusiastic, oh-dear-God-how-many-of-those-stacks-of-parts-used-to-be-cars kind of work. For a voiceless levitating glow-in-the-dark space squid, the little fella sure is fast. What it's doing with the parts might be a little unclear, but ( Read more... )

The front door opens up, and one rather pissed off small pyro marches through.

Half her hair is a violent shade of pink.

The other is an equally painful shade of blue.

There's braids.

And facepaint.

And it is entirely possible there's a group of young girls of her daughter's acquaintance who now believe that hair dye disappears after fifteen ( Read more... )

There's an unresponsive android lying on the couch this evening.

Data never came to, and Mel was kind enough to haul him downstairs from Lore's room.

Hopefully, someone can fix him?

[OOC: Somewhat plotlocked. Ping before tagging.]

It is not and never has been Twelfth Perigee's Eve here. There aren't even the right number of moons. And you would notice if someone had dragged in and decorated a giant behemoth leaving and decorated it. So Karkat is a little nonplussed and suspicious when he ventures out of his cocoon and the bar presents him with an enormous box ( Read more... )

Vergil does not understand this human custom of Christmas, even with the data it was able to retrieve from the New Mombasa city superintendent. However, it does understand that the holiday meant several humans on board the Spark In Darkness gave it new and interesting devices to play with ( Read more... )

[OOM: Coping MechanismsTravis cannot, he's learned rather suddenly, sleep in an empty flat. The flat is not completely empty, and it has not been the first time Nicholas wasn't in his own room, grinding his teeth loudly enough for Travis to hear through the door, but everything about it just feels wrong now. It's the absence of both Nicholas and ( Read more... )

The door swings open and in, letting in the tail end of a conversation ( Read more... )