no one's gonna fix me when i'm broke [CLOSED]

[o8liter8]

Who: Mindfang and the Psiioniic
Where: The coral! And then Mindfang's ship.
What: KIDNAPPING = FRIENDSHIP WHEN YOU ARE MINDFANG
When: Last night, March 11


[ Mindfang had heard that there was this weird coral you had to...touch? Or something. To replenish your energy. She'd been feeling less than chipper lately, so here she was, touching the stupid coral.

It seemed like she wasn't the only one there, though. She noticed from the corner of her eye another troll. That yellowblood she'd talked to before? And she remembered from that wall the green child had made that he and Darkleer were probably close...

Well. It wouldn't hurt getting to know her old friend's friends, right? So, straightening up and taking her hand from the coral, she headed over to the other troll. ]

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[p2iioniicii2t]

[ As the Empire's most powerful psionic mage, 'observant' isn't exactly a key trait for the Helmsman. 'Able to pitch a battleship at faster than light speeds,' yes, but his awareness of his personal space is poor enough that he doesn't exactly realize when someone is approaching him. So it takes no particular guile or resourcefulness on Mindfang's part to approach the psionically supported troll (who is dressed in an oversized gaudy sweater and gently touching the coral) without him paying the faintest of attention to her. ]

[o8liter8]

[ His mind is so pliant, relaxed like this. It's too easy, now that she's rejuvenated, to reach out with her own and settle in, keep him feeling good and peaceful, easy to direct. ]

Hey. Want to go on a walk?

[ She keeps her tone light and easy, to reinforce to his mind that she's someone he'd like to be around and follow.

This is how you make friends, okay, it totally is. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ There's no fight in him when he turns to regard her, his eyes glowing faintly. Of guard as he is, her mind wraps quite neatly around his and he nods. ]

Yeth, I would like that.

[ He pulls away from the coral, floating a bare half-inch off of the ground. ]

[o8liter8]

[ Perfect. It's almost disappointing, but he sassed her earlier just fine, and Darkleer likes him, so he can't be all bad. Besides, it means it's easy to get him to come with her, which is definitely a good thing.

She extends a hand to him, keeping her smile friendly and her mind soothing around his. ]

Then let's go.

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ He probably should resist that smothering, comfortable weight that ensnares his mind. If she'd caught him at a different time, this could have gone very different.

So he takes her hand, nodding again, to float along with her like a balloon on a string. ]

To where?

[o8liter8]

Not far. Don't worry.

[ It really isn't much of a walk to her ship! She keeps him soothed and calm with words and mental pressure. ]

Can you float us up?

[ That will avoid the traps and keep him calm... ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ It's a very simple proposition to do exactly that, he's not entirely sure why he didn't bother going ahead and taking care of that for them in the first place. He floats them up there with his psionics, gently settling Mindfang down on her feet.

And then something glitches.

Just a little bit, a blip of his own will smashing against hers on instinct. It's not going to stay as easy as it started to keep him under control for too much longer. ]

[o8liter8]

[ She feels his mind begin to push back, but that's not a big deal. She doesn't ask him to do anything else. Just carefully guides him inside the ship's hold before letting go of his mind, grinning-

-and plopping a black fedora with a yellow stripe of ribbon around it on his head. ]

Welcome back to the land of the cognizant.

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ Give him a moment to stare blankly, reorienting his thinking processes. He gives his head a shake, and then looks to the pirate, lips thinning as he regards her. ]

That wath truly not needed, wath it?

[o8liter8]

It was easier than explaining!

[ Shrugs. THIS IS HOW YOU MAKE FRIENDS, OKAY. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

You could not think to athk?

[ It's surprisingly easy to get touchy with enemies of the Empire, despite their blood differences. He reaches up, touching the brim of the hat now placed carefully on his head. ]

Why?

[ He's not as irritated so much as baffled. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ It was either very late in the night or very early in the morning when the Helmsman both failed to return from his venture out to visit the coral and eventually sent a text message to his closest of friends to explain why. ]

II appear two be hiijacked by the Marquii2e Miindfang viia an unknown 2y2tem overriide.
IIt wa2 her preference two make iit 2o that II accompaniied her two her 2hiip.
II wiill return two the hiive at 2ome unde2iignated tiime iin the future.

[ He hadn't wanted him to worry, after all. ]

1/?

[withoutasign]

[Signless was concerned, but he figured Psii had run into Darkleer and was spending time with him. So he's not particularly worried as he picks up his SFC and reads a text message...]

2/?

[withoutasign]

[what]

[withoutasign]

[What]

4/? got so excited I forgot to do this thing

[withoutasign]

[WHAT THE EVER-SUFFERING FUCK?!]

5/5

[withoutasign]

I'M COMING OVER THERE.
NOW.

[Storming out of his hive now and heading towards the pirate ship.]

[o8liter8]

[ Mindfang, blissfully unaware, continues to drink and chat with Psii about...everything. Yep. She's a very friendly drunk, okay! ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

IIf you would like.
Engage iin cautiion when attemptiing two enter her 2hiip.

[ Well, that works. The Helmsman lets his SFC settle back down on the table as he looks to the Marquise, his hat sliding down slightly despite the horn holes keeping it mostly in secure. ]

Thignleth ith coming over here now.

[withoutasign]

[Signless sure as hell is coming over there now. He arrives at the door/plank/ladder/whatever of the ship and bangs on it. Hey, he's Karkat's descendant, he can bang on a rope ladder if he has to!]

Mindfang! Open this ship immediately!

[o8liter8]

Wow, he's grumpy.

[ She's totally not in the zone enough to pay attention to those bubbles next to her and Psii's heads right now. Instead she just yells back. ]

It already is open! 's a ship, how the hell would you close it?

[p2iioniicii2t]

That ith not normal.

[ Give it a second.

Aaaand there we go, Signless will get a free trip up to the ship that avoids any traps. An uncharacteristically wobbly one. He's just... going to spark awkwardly and pillow his head on one of his arms. ]

[withoutasign]

[Okay, the fact that he got a free trip via psionics makes Signless feel a little better, but as soon as he's in the same room as Psii and Mindfang, he starts fighting the psionic bonds. His thought bubble, floating behind him, which has been showing the world the way he sees it in his visions, has gone dark and brooding, showing a battle between subjugglators and enslaved wigglers, and a screaming, desperately brave Psii, strong and whole again, fighting against the onslaught.]

What the hell is going on here?!

[o8liter8]

[ Mindfang just throws a montera over Signless's head, giggling. ]

's a party! You wanna drink too?

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ His own thought bubble is just a slowly scrolling mass of code, indecipherable to anyone not intimately familiar with the inner workings of the helmsman system. And while Mindfang can brush everything off with a tossed hat and no particular care, the Helmsman certainly can't.

Especially seeing flickers of that thought bubble by Signless's head. ]

Are you alright?