eyemind | event } you can jive

WHO: Open to all passengers!
WHAT: A visit to New Ecrillion, and all the music your ears can handle. Plus, bonus new partners!
WHERE: Anywhere in the city of New Ecrillion, or Navi.
WHEN: June 19 through July 10
WARNINGS: Add these to your comment subject lines as needed! And if you end up partying literally to death, please record it on the death page.

Hello, passengers! Hope you're all ready for an announcement, 'cause Navi's voice is getting beamed into your head right about ... now:

Attention, passengers.
We'll be docking soon at the city of New Ecrillion, on the planet Zegnolia, where we will remain for approximately three weeks, local time.
Please stand by.

From the announcement until landing, to help everyone adjust to the new environment, Navi will gift all passengers with a a faint hummed melody.

Upon docking and disembarking, passengers will find a bank counter just past the terminal, where your new windfall of Navigems can be exchanged for credits (the universal currency). Try not to spend it all in one place!

Now, go get your groove on! Just remember to take breaks to hydrate.

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"Awww." Julia clicks her tongue a bit, and offers him a bright smile in return. "I'm definitely not a jeans and flats kinda girl. For the most part anyway, and when I am it's all for a reason. I'm really glad I didn't wear heels to stop the end of the world, though I suppose it wouldn't have mattered then anyway." Considering how Julia had turned into a werewolf at that point. But she does allow the collar to slide down to reveal a black dress that's definitely worthy of the coat that she's wearing over it. And the heels that she's wearing match.

"My concern is the color more than anything else. I'm not normally someone who wears much white." A snort. "Well, in my clothing." It's true, ninety percent of her clothing aboard the ship tends to be black other than the oversized white men's button ups that Julia wears as painting smocks.

“Well, if you were successful stopping the apocalypse in its tracks - having shoes which don’t give you blisters were something you had appreciated the next morning.” Gen, of course, doesn’t have the context of her transformation just yet.

He hummed and tapped his chin, tilting his head a little. “I admit I can sympathize with being married to a color scheme. I’ve got a terrible weakness for purple.”

Hence, his shirt under his black jacket. “But there’s nothing wrong with some variety, my friend. Certainly white goes with everything - so no matter what color you favor, you won’t clash wearing this one.”

"Aw, I think I like you." Thinking she likes someone is probably as close to Julia Bellamy comes to actually liking people most of the time. Or at least it used to be before some things in her life had changed. Interesting, it wasn't the werewolf part that had caused it. Nope, that was all caused by the saving the world thing and the people (person) involved and then getting chucked aboard here where the options for people were so limited indeed.

Turning from the mirror, Julia offers him a hand and a grin. "Julia Bellamy." She doesn't add the normal part about not being 'Julies, Julie or anything else like that' because she's making the smallest attempt to be less of an asshole than she could be.

But she does add in a conspiratorial manner: "but I never need to worry about blisters."

"I'm flattered," Gen claimed, grinning right back at her. "Who doesn't like being liked? And you're quite charming yourself, you certainly make quite an impression."

He winked and took her hand, shaking it as she'd likely expect as someone who looked - to him - American. He introduced himself in the same manner. "Gen Asagiri. It's a pleasure meeting you, my dear."

Playing along with the conspiratorial tone, he leaned in and asked, "What's your secret? Is it something I can learn for myself - uncomfortable shoes can plague anyone."

"You too. And I am charming as hell." There's a beat and a flash of a devil-may-care grin. "Well, at least sometimes." Sometimes may be an exaggeration in either directions depending on if Julia likes a person or not. She definitely can be entirely too much of a bitch, especially now that her bff is gone. That's all fine, really.

Jules' handshake is firm but not attempting to be overbearing in anyway. Oh, Julia definitely can totally make it a battle of wills sometimes, but that's not what she's about right now. Nah, she likes this guy so instead she's just being rather chill. At least for Julia, anyway; mileage can vary.

"Advanced healing helps with the whole not blister thing. As does that whole not really having a human foot or shoes at the time."

Gen laughed, and told her, "I think everyone has their moments when a bit of their charm falls away, my friend. Hopefully I'll never invite such a moment myself."

Really, he couldn't help but try on get everyone's good side, that was just being safe. He didn't know what she - or any of the other passengers - were capable of. And Gen knew that when he and Senku were physically or magically outmatched - nearly always - it was better to have allies than enemies.

He tilted his head a bit. "Ah, that makes a good deal of sense. I lack such healing magic myself, unfortunately - or, the ability to change my feet. Is shapeshifting another one of your many talents?"

Julia really doesn't know the meaning of trying to stay on anyone's good side. It's simply not who she is down at her core. She's too contentious and quick to anger to maintain the sort of thing that he is, but hopefully, she's also fun enough outside of it to balance the whole thing out. Or at least amusing enough. Honestly, it's not something that she thinks about very often. Well, at least before she came here, it's a lot harder to be a monster eating monster when the people aboard are so limited in scope and numbers.

But she does laugh softly, and when he tilts his head, Julia matches it and her eyes subtly shift from her normal blue to something that's far more animalistic, and her pupil shifts into one that's more wolf than human. Coupling it with a press of her dark stained fingernail to her lips she just gives him a grin. "Yep, but only one shape. Unfortunately the magic involved in the healing doesn't really have to do with other people. Just me. Which is a complete pain in the ass sometimes." Like with her puppy Harry back home, and Sarah and any other number of things that had happened during her last adventure before she'd come aboard.

"So what kind of magic do you have then, sweetie?"

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