[video] Checking In

[whyarewehere]

[ It’s that time again, gang! Grif’s broadcasting from scenic his room. You can tell it’s Grif’s room because it is an absolute disaster area. There’s all kinds of empty containers strewn everywhere, a pizza box, his other uniform (it’s rumpled and in serious need of a wash), and scattered bits of an orange suit of armor. Of note to those who’ve born witness to this appalling scene before, the far wall has a shiny little plaque on it. That’s new.

All of this is visible in the frame because Grif’s slouching back in his chair with the comm propped up on his desk. He’s a scruffy, somewhat flabby guy swiveling his chair lazily to and fro with one leg while eating… something as he talks. With his mouth full. Because Grif. ]

Alright guys, it’s come to my attention, as the one who tries to keep track of this shit around here, that we have new people. And when we have new people, that means we have new superpowers to figure out how they work.

[ Because clearly, clearly Grif is the only member of the team to take an interest in others and what they can bring to the table. It’s not that he’s nosy and just wants to know if anyone has eye lasers yet. He just gives and gives for this group, he swears.

Grif deigns to swallow before he continues. ]

So: New people. Lay it on me. Who are you, and can you do anything awesome? If it’s not awesome, make it sound awesome, cause that’s what I’m here for.

I’ll start for you:

[ He thumbpoints at his chest, getting space twinkie crumbs everywhere because he’s using that hand. ]

I’m Grif, Doubletime if you want to be that nerd who uses my code name, and I’m pretty much the fastest thing on this ship. Which is awesome.

[ He pauses for a moment, then adds, ]

…And the rest of you should probably come say hi? Tell them stuff? And tell me about the mission because I was stuck back here babysitting the ship and I mean... I took a lot of good naps, but...

[ He shrugs. Then he finishes off the space twinkie, balls up the wrapper, and throws it over his shoulder where it lands on top of the orange helmet. He is not even remotely concerned by this. ]

((( This is a free for all mingle post! Grif will reply to everyone who responds, but if you want to have a character jump into a thread with anyone you are absolutely welcome and, in fact, encouraged. This is set after the end of Lantern Plot, so characters who've been away on that are able to tag in too. )))

Comments

[frostedoverland]

Dibs? Dibs on what?

[Jack just looks confused. This lady was really excited.]

Yeah, I know 'im. Except his name's North, but he'll take Santa from a believer, of course.

[iamresponding]

I joked once that I dibsed my protege Sam as like a little brother and then everyone started dibsing other people and now it's just a thing.

[frostedoverland]

You guys act like children, no wonder you all can see me.

[He's laughing though. And he knows it's not actually them acting like kids that let's them see him, but still.]

[iamresponding]

I really couldn't argue that even if I wanted to.

[frostedoverland]

More adults need to embrace their inner child, I think.

[iamresponding]

It's not just that. There's the hero stuff and that can get heavy, you know?

So when we're not doing that, we try not to be serious. We goof around together. S'good for morale.

[It's really not a bad way for them all to be.]

[frostedoverland]

Yeah, I suppose that makes sense.

[Hard to not to think so when he saw first hand just how excited Rich was at the thought that Santa was real.]

I hope you get to meet North one day.

[leverageintceo]

Everyone was calling dibs on teammates not too long ago. I wasn't paying that much attention, but if it's a thing, I am totally calling dibs on the kid who knows Santa.

[Parker cocks her head to the side, like a bird.]

I hadn't heard that one. Just 'Santa Claus' and 'St. Nicholas'. Is it new, or does that name just not make it outside of his circle of close friends?

[frostedoverland]

Well, that's not very fair, I just got here.

[He's teasing though.]

Nicholas St. North is his name. But he became Santa Claus to the kids, so it just sort of stayed. It's mostly me and our friends that call him North, and probably any other spirit that knows about him. We all have a lot of names.

[leverageintceo]

[Parker's face squishes up in thought.

I'm not entirely sure that 'dibs' is supposed to be fair. I never learned the rules when I was a kid, but my crew back home seems to respect it.

[The teasing seems to have gone over her head. But it also appears to be forgotten in the face of further information about Santa.]

Huh! That's cool. My friends and I have a lot of different names too, but probably for different reasons.

[frostedoverland]

Definitely probably for different reasons.

[Didn't learn the rules? Sounds like someone Jack knew. Namely himself.]

Rules can be overrated sometimes.

[leverageintceo]

Well yeah, I sorta get that Santa isn't a thief or a grifter. [pause] Though that would be cool. How come you guys need different names?

[Parker shrugs.]

Sometimes they're useful to know, because then you know what people are generally going to do if you do something. But yeah, they're mostly overrated and confusing.