Treasure Planet (New and Accepting!)

[Todd.]

Fender
He took a long deep slow breath. "Don't mind the occasional slip kid, er Hail, but I surely didn't want to spend another night here." He looked out at the lights and could see the place he had been staying with his now ex lover. His ears drooped, but he mostly managed to cover his broken heart. "Ginna see if I can get another helping of stew." He stood slowly keeping his eyes on the bowl, "I can take yours back to the Galley too if yer done?" Be was an emotional eater and not very good at sharing his feelings especly with people he had just met, even if he liked them it just didn't seem right to jump to crying on thier shoulder. An this time that could even end up being literal.

Hail nodded a little, "here" he handed his bowl over then and sighed softly, "I'll just stay around here" he smiled a little, "have fun down there" not that you could really have fun just going down there to the galley then back, right?

[Grengirl]

Fender
"Yep, not much between 'ere an there. Not to worry I'll be back in a few flicks of yer kitty tail." Making his big grey wolf tail make a long slow sweep just above the heal of his boots.

Making his way quickly back to the galley and finding it seemingly empty he first placed young Hail's dish in a appropriate place for washing then filled his bowl, ate a few bites, than toped it off again with mostly broth. He paused looking over at the barrels, even taking a few steps before deciding to wait and look with Hail as planned later, there was no point in rushing, what ever might be there wasn't going to go anyplace, so he backed up unaware of nearly giving Owen another heart attack in fear before heading back up to spend more time with Hail on deck.

"Miss me?" he joked sipping some of the steamy broth from the top of the bowl as he sat back down with the lad.

[Todd.]

Hail almost, almost jumped up at Fender's voice. The man didn't take long to go down there and come back but that few minutes he was away were enough to make the kitty boy doze off for a moment. "Mhn... Yeah, sure" he chuckled softly and yawned a bit, ears flattened back as he sighed softly, tail tip moving lazily from side to side. "Had fun?" he questioned with a silly sleepy smile.

[Grengirl]

Fender
"Naw sleepy, quieteer than a mouse down there, not a soul about. Ya should go back with me when I'm done an we ca check out them barels that ya wanted ta before." sipping the hot broth off the top of the bowl before using his utensil like a civil Neko. "Unless yer too tired?" he chided playfully his own tail back to a slow steady rythem.

[Todd.]

H a i l Nicholas S t o r m
Male | 15 | Bi | Cabinboy | Neko
Hail rolled his eyes, "Not tired" he mumbled and sat up trying to rub the sleepiness off his eyes and yawning once more, "I'm fine. We can go when you're done" he pushed himself up and stretched some to try and get himself to wake up for real once more.

[RedLionPaladin]

(It's spelled Mako.)

"Alright, come with me. We'll get started right away," Mako stated as he turned and slid towards the officer's quarters. He began to wonder when they were shoving off as he led Ophal into his spacious quarters. Opening the portholes to let in some light, he laid out the ship's schematics and flight plan on a smaller desk near his own saying, "Here, sit down and study these. Let me know if you have any questions."

Vanric coughed and spluttered as the dust cloud rose. "Do you need anything else?" He asked as he finally stopped coughing.

[Grengirl]

Fender
He gave the cabin boy a grin around the handle of the utensil in his maw. "This bowl is mostly broth to be fair to the others, I'll make quick work of it, not to worry there." Then returned to drinking from the bowl before pecking out most of the meat an veggies that remained with the fork. "Right see that about does it.. Ready to go below? Yer softer of foot so why don't you lead this time?"

[RosemarryAnn]

[sorry to be posting so late. Our dog died this last week ]

Opal Sapher ~ Tenta-gal ~ Deck Cadet

She nodded and sat at the desk, sweeping her side arms to either side. She glanced quickly over the papers, eyes scanning and taking in bits of info. When she had turned the last page, she started from the beginning and began reading thoughrally through each line and paragraph and diagram, running a blue finger across each line.
"I think I understand." she handed papers and book back to her instructor.

Amerla Founden ~ Human ~ Passenger

"No, I think I have everything, thank you." She waved as Vanric exited. It was time to settle in. She began unpacking and organizing her little cabin.

[sicksadworld.]

T h e B a s i c s ~

N a m e -
Rona Martell
G e n d e r -
Female
A g e -
Twenty
S p e c i e s -
Human


O n t h e O u t s i d e ~

H a i r C o l o r -
White
E y e C o l o r -
Deep Amber with golden flecks
S k i n C o l o r -
Lightly tanned
B o d y T y p e -
Lean and short
C l o t h i n g -
Low waisted, flowing fabric trouser, decorated with elaborate belts and attachments and often an oversized-shirt or crop top. Always bare-footed.














G o i n g a L i t t l e D e e p e r ~

P e r s o n a l i t y -
Rona is a rather intelligent girl, who tends to have her nose stuck in a book most of the time. With a tendency to push people away, she mainly keeps to close friends; so, yes, she is socially awkward around strangers.
She's witty and sarcastic, usually using this to her opportunity in arguments and debates. She believes that everything has a logical reason for existing. Although Rona comes across as a rather quiet girl, she has a very sharp and stern tongue. Her voice is voiced when it needs to be.
She is, surprisingly, an excellent liar, even though she nearly always tells the truth. She hates getting into trouble and is a sucker for enforcing the rules and regulations. She refuses to cheat, or help anybody cheat on anything. Rona can be rather uncaring at times.
Stuck in her daydreams most of the time, though, gives her a talent for art. She's very artistic and creative, and therefore enjoys all forms of art. She even carries around a little sketchbook to doodle in- not that she would dare allow her attention to wander during duties.
Once you get to know her, though, Rona is a sweet girl who likes to laugh and enjoys the company of only a few.
H i s t o r y -
Rona was born on the planet Amrus to a travelling gypsy family. She grew up in a world of little luxuries, living off the earth with whatever they could make do with. Ronas family consisted of six brothers, two sisters and her mother and father, but she considered her whole community her family. When she reached the age of sixteen she was sent into the city to work as a house maid to earn more money for her family, her sisters and brothers followed.
But in the lively city Rona became distracted, constantly amazed by street performers down below. Over the years she trained in her spare time, teaching herself the moves before her father caught, and scolded her. Rona was sent to an academy, enrolled by the generous donation of a charitable figure, where she learnt basic ship repair and management and soon blossomed into a full time engineering student. Her flexibility and athleticism means she could reach parts of the ship others struggled with and her stubbornness and lack of self-preservation pushed her to her limits to get a job done.
F a m i l y -
Mother - Dika Martell
Father - Oberyn Martell
Brothers - Zosha , Asael, Tuvia, Arron, Tywin, Loras
Sisters - Chaya, Sansa
R e a s o n f o r B e i n g O n t h e S h i p ? -
Through studying and working at the academy she enrolled onto a placement at the space port, using her expertise and know-how to work up the ranks until she was picked up as an Engineering Cadet aboard the 592 Dream Lander.

[the cheshire kitty]

{ Accepted! Love your charrie! }
{ Sorry guys, my muse has just not been there for this rp. I'll reply now. Sorry for leaving you all hanging! }

Lauren Shafer - Human Prisoner
I look to the cyborg, who seemed to be much better with a bowl of soup in hand. He smile, and I frown. "You finally figured out how to do it? I thought cyborgs were smart...." I mumble the last part under my breath, half-hoping, half-dreading if he had heard it or not. I purse my lips together and toss my braid over my shoulder.

Officer X - Robot
I look to both prisoners and command: "You will stay here and clean every square foot of this galley. Do you understand?" My robotic voice stings the empty interior of the galley, even though it had many barrels in it. "Prisoner Shafer, you are to eat a bowl of soup, then get on with your duties." She lowers her head in acknowledgment, and I bow to the remaining people in the galley. "Good evening." And then I walk stiffly back to the deck.