[OPEN] But nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow; We try not to show how frightened we are

[flyfrommyself]

Characters:  Yami and his fellow Silvana crew members
Content:  Without injuries that require him to stay in the infirmary, Yami's vacated the bed to get out of Watson's and the other doctors' way.  However, he's on medical leave for the moment, what with his dominant arm fractured . . . not that there's much he could do until the new engine room

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[mysterious_aura]

The click of heels signaled the quartermaster's entrance, curtly followed by fluttering strands of copper as she appeared by the lounge's entrance. Instinctively slowing to a halt, cerulean eyes immediately alighted on the sole figure in the room, seated by the small table carrying a chessboard. Unable to place a name to the face, she silently took into account the crew members she didn't have a chance to meet on the Silvana yet, before she decided to make a tentative assumption

[flyfrommyself]

((OOC: LOL ~<3 Tear...))

Yami looked up at the sound of a woman's heels in the hall just outside the lounge, studied the woman who stopped in view, watched her try to place his face just as he did the same. He turned his notebook over before levering to his feet, one hand cupping briefly over Horus to keep him from toppling out of place.

"That's right," he responded with a nod, offering his hand. "And you?"

He watched a brief flash of reaction cross the woman's otherwise stoic features as her gaze took in the kittens. He showed no signs of noticing, but he couldn't help the mental grin of amusement.

[mysterious_aura]

(OOC: Shh, it's supposed to be a secret. :3)

As the other moved to his feet, Tear managed to keep her gaze firmly adhered to the young man, but at the same time, she couldn't help noticing the kitten's tiny shifts of movement. Although her expression and body language didn't outwardly reveal this, she suddenly found it a great deal more difficult to focus on making her response.

"Tear," she answered, accepting his extended hand and giving it a light shake, "Tear Grants." A split-second of silence passed, as she took into account his cast.

"Is your injury recovering well?"

aklsjdflskfksf thought I'd replied!

[flyfrommyself]

Yami glanced down as well out of reflex and nodded. "It is, thank you. I'll be fine. What about the rest of the crew? And the repairs - how are they going?"

Khnum shifted in the sling, and Yami reached a hand in, semi-permanently oil-stained fingernails scratching behind the kitten's ears.

No worries! ♥

[mysterious_aura]

Tear's fingers lightly clasped together, not exactly as a sign of diffidence or tentativeness but, rather, an instinctive, bodily movement. "The rest of the crew are fine. Some are still recovering, but the doctors have been keeping an eye on the progress of their injuries. As for the repairs, everything's proceeding according to schedule. We should be able to..."

As Yami's hand reached out to scratch behind the kitten's ears, the quartermaster found her words coming to a noticeable pause, before she abruptly cleared her throat, continuing briskly. "We should be able to meet the Captain's deadline if there aren't any opposing factors."

[flyfrommyself]

Yami suppressed a small grin. Neutral as she was trying to be, the quartermaster apparently had a subtle weakness for kittens. Or something along those lines. Interesting.

He nodded. "I'm glad to hear that. I'm hoping to get back to duty before too much longer so I can help with that." He tilted his head at her a bit. "By the way, this is Khnum, and this is Horus." He offered a lopsided grin. "They don't bite . . . yet. I'm still working on that part." And he was obviously joking, making the point that she was welcome to touch and pet them if she'd like, even gesturing the invitation. He'd not push the issue if she turned it down, but he figured he'd make the offer at least.

[mysterious_aura]

Drawing her gaze back towards the kittens, Tear slowly extended a hand, her palm visibly hesitating before it settled on Khnum's head. After giving him a soft stroke, she swiftly withdrew her arm, resisting the temptation to continue petting the tiny bundle of fur. She wouldn't risk revealing any more of her fondness for them, no matter how adorable they looked.

"Are they from the litter that Raidou found before?" A swift glance back towards him punctuated her inquiry.

Next-day turnaround on a tag? *starts looking around for other end-of-world signs LOL*

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[ooc: i-ignore the munfail from the subject line T~T]

Yami nodded. "They are. I took them in shortly before his departure." He looked down at them, fondness in his eyes in spite of himself. "They've been coming along nicely, I'm glad to say. Even in light of the recent dangers." He grimaced a little at that reminder and looked back up at her. "The ghost was identified as a former crewmember, a mechanic by the name of Morris, if I'm not mistaken. Hence his focus on the engine room. I understand it was murder rather than an accident that killed him. Has his killer been identified yet?"