Name: Dlew Night
Age: appears 25
Gender:Male
Hair color: dark blue
eye color: dark green
Dlew's main job was to navigate, and keep MAK from going rogue. He would also be needed to communicate with other species that did not know the "mother" language. And of course, help with engineering if Bond ever need's assistance.
Dlew wears a pirate raider outfit that he got when he was put into a infamous pirate crew (The Night's Blade) and always seems to be devoid of emotion (even when he spends his time drawing/sketching). Dlew has a Bar code on his wrist and right under it is a number that says 500 (this states that he is a 500 series android and the bar code is so you know it isn't a person pretending to be a android so they can get a better job). Dlew uniform has a gold trim down the front were it gets buttoned and its black with black shoes and pants with a dark blue collar and cuffs and a belt that is on the outside across his waist and he has a small brown satchel that slings from his right sholder to the left side of his waist.
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Delw Night
Hello My name is Dlew Night and I am a series 500 Android at your service.
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The Nightwing
a character in “The Nightwing's Voyage”, as played by zeno3111
Description
Personality
My character Is an android that lacks emotion and usally sits around and draws what he see's, but when he his given any type of order he drops what he is doing and obeys it without hesitation. Delw is always In his uniform and never seems to wear anything else. Dlew also walks with a small limp that no one would notice if they weren't looking or didn't know about and he seems to like seeing new places. There is a rare time when you see Dlew with emotion on his face but if you see it it usally dosen't last long.
Note:The creators of the androids made it so they don't feel or have emotion but some times some androids get the ability to have some basic emotions. This has stumped the Scientists for as long as they can remember wondering how it happens, that is why the 700's were made but the scientists didn't do it right and ended up with billions of people dead.
Equipment
A sketch book and pen, and a small brown satchle which he keeps them in. a silver ring that he wears when he draws, has gears imprinded on the sides. Dlew also has a portable chart for viewing the ships current path and destination.
History
My character is a series 500 android that was majorly used as navigators, interspecies translation, Communications Systems Technicians, and engineers (they can learn more skills but not anything that kills a person) Since the 500 series androids were made to be emotionless many people abused that and many were killed, so only a few remain and many are shunned by people because they are artificially made and different. The series 700 androids were made to have a little more emotion but a year after their creation almost all of them went insaine and sluagtered everything in their paths and so all androind manufacturing plants were shut down and all series 700 androids were destroyed.
Dlew was found in ruins of a old civilized planet that was where the most of the series 700 androids were being made, but that is where most of the chaos went down when the 700's went mad and slugtered everything. Dlew was found by pirates/raiders and was put into there crew as a navigator but they got attacked by a very violent group of pirates that came abored and and when things got rough Rina (some one he could consider a friend) told him to hide. Then when everything calmed down he peeked out of his hiding spot (a cabinat in the kitchen) he was spotted and captured bye them and when they got the treasure from the valt, they threw all of the dead bodys in the air lock and jetisoned them in to space.
Dlew noticed that a number of the crew escaped. When he was "a part of their crew" they would torture him and abuse him. They would put stuff on his head and shoot it off because they knew he would have no reaction. They would also have him get their food for them and when he brought it they would say he got it wrong and beat him. They also feed him poorly giving him a small amount of water in a small glass and a small pice of bread. Then they tossed him like trash when they got bored of him on a major docking planet and left.
He then stumbled around looking for a crew that would take him but no one wanted a beat up android after stumbling around enough he collapsed on a platform that had a rather nice ship (the nightwing) on it but he felt like he had used up the rest of his energy like he couldn't move another muscle, so he fell unconsis and hoped his friend Rina was alright because he knew she was still alive.
Note: when he got tossed off the ship he was wandering around for a few days with no food.
Note: the series 400, 500, and 700 androids have to eat like normal humans and they age but even slower than humans and can feel pain if it is severe enough.
Note: the series 700's are like humans they have blood, organ's, ect. but that is all artifically made.
Note: the series 600's are combat androids that are made of flesh and blood like the 700's but have no emotion.
Note: no one knows what happend on the planet where Androids were massed produced.
So begins...
Delw Night's Story
Reggie
As Reggie and Colin continued to discuss, MAK suddenly piped up, alerting them with a loud beeping sound. "Captain, there seems to be an unidentified android outside the ship. We can not take off until it is removed."
Reggie walked behind the control panel and pressed a few buttons. A screen popped up showing an unconscious body on the platform next to the Nightwing. The man's body was half hanging off, and in the way of the Nightwing's dock. If they tried to release from the docks, they would take the man's body with them, most likely tearing him to shreds.
"We'll continue this talk later," Reggie said to Colin. "MAK open the hanger doors."
Quickly running to the elevator, Reggie took it all the way down to the hanger. She tapped her foot impatiently, hoping the android was alright. It had to be either a series 400 or 500, judging by his human appearance. If that was the case, they needed to get food in him asap.
Finally, the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. Reggie bolted out, her boots thudding against the rough surface. MAK released the hangar doors and she leaped off landing easily on the platform. She slid over to the android and flipped him over. She spotted the barcode on his wrist with the number 500 written above it. He was a part of the series 500.
She pulled her knife from her boot and turned him onto her side. She ran the blade down, barely touching his skin, and stopped right in the middle of his back. She pushed the knife into his back, until finally his eyes snapped open. He was alive.
"Alright, come on." She pulled him to his feet and helped him onto the ship. "I'm Captain Regina Oris," She explained as she pressed a button to close the hanger door. "Welcome to the Nightwing."
As Reggie and Colin continued to discuss, MAK suddenly piped up, alerting them with a loud beeping sound. "Captain, there seems to be an unidentified android outside the ship. We can not take off until it is removed."
Reggie walked behind the control panel and pressed a few buttons. A screen popped up showing an unconscious body on the platform next to the Nightwing. The man's body was half hanging off, and in the way of the Nightwing's dock. If they tried to release from the docks, they would take the man's body with them, most likely tearing him to shreds.
"We'll continue this talk later," Reggie said to Colin. "MAK open the hanger doors."
Quickly running to the elevator, Reggie took it all the way down to the hanger. She tapped her foot impatiently, hoping the android was alright. It had to be either a series 400 or 500, judging by his human appearance. If that was the case, they needed to get food in him asap.
Finally, the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. Reggie bolted out, her boots thudding against the rough surface. MAK released the hangar doors and she leaped off landing easily on the platform. She slid over to the android and flipped him over. She spotted the barcode on his wrist with the number 500 written above it. He was a part of the series 500.
She pulled her knife from her boot and turned him onto her side. She ran the blade down, barely touching his skin, and stopped right in the middle of his back. She pushed the knife into his back, until finally his eyes snapped open. He was alive.
"Alright, come on." She pulled him to his feet and helped him onto the ship. "I'm Captain Regina Oris," She explained as she pressed a button to close the hanger door. "Welcome to the Nightwing."
Dlew was dazed and wondering what happened and realized he was just made part of a new crew so he said in a dull tone "Thanks" then a large Grumble came from his stomach.
"I guess our first stop should be the kitchen." Reggie laughed as she dragged the android to the elevator. The loud grumble from his stomach rumbled through him and passed into her. "You don't mind if I do a little check up on you while you're eating."
She kicked her boot up and hit a floor button. The doors slid shut and the elevator began moving slowly. "Speed it up MAK, we've got an emergency."
"Brace yourself, Captain," MAK's voice rang.
Something clicked in the elevator and it suddenly began moving faster. When it finally stopped and the doors slid open, she was surprised to find several people already in the kitchen. Minn, Cassandra, they were talking happily.
They stiffened, especially Minn, when they spotted the Captain with the android. "Minn, I was hoping you would be here. Can you whip up something for our friend here. And a lot of it."
Reggie set the android down on of the stools by the counter, balancing him so he wouldn't fall over. He hadn't responded to her about the check up, but she had to check and make sure everything was still working.
Grabbing a tool kit for a supply closet nearby, Reggie grabbed another stool and pulled it up behind him. She plopped down and immediately got to work opening up the compartment leading to his mechanical engineering. The 500 series was made to look completely human, so getting the compartment open was always tricky. When it finally did pop open, Reggie pulled it all the way open and say the whirring gizmos.
"Someone has put you through Hell," She commented peering inside with a small flashlight. "What's your name? I don't think you'd like me to call you Android."
She kicked her boot up and hit a floor button. The doors slid shut and the elevator began moving slowly. "Speed it up MAK, we've got an emergency."
"Brace yourself, Captain," MAK's voice rang.
Something clicked in the elevator and it suddenly began moving faster. When it finally stopped and the doors slid open, she was surprised to find several people already in the kitchen. Minn, Cassandra, they were talking happily.
They stiffened, especially Minn, when they spotted the Captain with the android. "Minn, I was hoping you would be here. Can you whip up something for our friend here. And a lot of it."
Reggie set the android down on of the stools by the counter, balancing him so he wouldn't fall over. He hadn't responded to her about the check up, but she had to check and make sure everything was still working.
Grabbing a tool kit for a supply closet nearby, Reggie grabbed another stool and pulled it up behind him. She plopped down and immediately got to work opening up the compartment leading to his mechanical engineering. The 500 series was made to look completely human, so getting the compartment open was always tricky. When it finally did pop open, Reggie pulled it all the way open and say the whirring gizmos.
"Someone has put you through Hell," She commented peering inside with a small flashlight. "What's your name? I don't think you'd like me to call you Android."
Dlew was Wondering what the ships name was when they asked him what his name was and he was thinking about saying his serial number but realized he was given a name by his friend.
Dlew looked at who was talking to him and said "Hello my name is Dlew" in his dull tone and realized that the person was tinkering with him but didn't really care because he was still in need of food.
Dlew looked at who was talking to him and said "Hello my name is Dlew" in his dull tone and realized that the person was tinkering with him but didn't really care because he was still in need of food.
Saein stared out of a window. There wasn’t anything particularly interesting to be seen behind it, but when one wants to stare one has to do it somewhere. Deciding to be serious about relationships and then not having any was one thing, possible future serious interest interfering with her plan for a little joke another, and that wasn’t even mentioning most of the complications. “I’ll just do something” she thought. “Like going to the kitchen. I could use some food.”
“Hi Minn! Hi everyone!” Saein entered the kitchen. “Whoa, who and what is this?” The concept of androids offended her a little, it wasn’t right to completely replace living people with machines. On the other hand, such a complex machine intrigued her. After hesitating a moment, she knelt next to Reggie. “Need a hand, captain?”
“Hi Minn! Hi everyone!” Saein entered the kitchen. “Whoa, who and what is this?” The concept of androids offended her a little, it wasn’t right to completely replace living people with machines. On the other hand, such a complex machine intrigued her. After hesitating a moment, she knelt next to Reggie. “Need a hand, captain?”
Minn
Cassandra ended up leaving once more bodies filled the kitchen and part of Minn, as she returned the goodbye wave, wanted to retreat with her. The captain had brought in an android and asked for food. What did an android eat? She studied the bot with a tilted head, twirling a piece of her pink hair as she chewed on her bottom lip. Saein had entered too, looking for food no doubt. What could she make that would satisfy everyone? Eddie wanted food first...
Smiling to Saein, still loving her similar colored hair and catching herself waving to the mechanic, Minn twirled about to find the pantry still left open from her searching moments before. She tapped her chin, bent down, crouched, stretched up to reach, swayed side to side to see into the darker corners of the shelves....Eventually she pulled out three fist sized blue labeled cans, found seasonings in the upper cupboards, the proper pans in the drawers and fired up the stove.
Even though most species didn't like butter or couldn't even tell the difference between it and peanut butter or applesauce, she started melting some from habit and sniffed the air lovingly, lounging against the counter and pushing the yellow blocks around the bottom of the pan as they melted into yellow streaks. She added some seasonings, quite fresh still too from their home planets, then set to find the right kind of meats. She knew different species liked different meats, so she pulled out simple Venison, genetically recreated about 20 years ago in the Central planets, some Tarc, a delicacy to most aliens since most planets had access to shipments of it from the Mid-Central farms, and pig. She loved the smell of pig. It was more for herself than anything she supposed.
Vegetables would be needed too and she started cooking an array of these as well to hopefully fit the general taste of the crew. She still needed to get to know everyone for more specific dishes, so this one may not appeal to most, but she could only try her best without much to go on.
After making decisions for about twenty minutes, she had five pots going, three boiling fruits or veggies while two were cooking meats. She decided to roast the Tarc and prepared the oven and proper dishes stat.
Satisfied with her timers and the aroma filling the large oval space, she faced all who had entered now and slumped against a stool with a glorious smile. She had never been in a finer kitchen and to see that she would be feeding so many in just a few moments...she was filled with buzzing excitement.
She needed Eddie to hurry up and find the kitchen. These people were going to eat before him if he didn't. She would see to that. Someone was going to eat all this food.
Cassandra ended up leaving once more bodies filled the kitchen and part of Minn, as she returned the goodbye wave, wanted to retreat with her. The captain had brought in an android and asked for food. What did an android eat? She studied the bot with a tilted head, twirling a piece of her pink hair as she chewed on her bottom lip. Saein had entered too, looking for food no doubt. What could she make that would satisfy everyone? Eddie wanted food first...
Smiling to Saein, still loving her similar colored hair and catching herself waving to the mechanic, Minn twirled about to find the pantry still left open from her searching moments before. She tapped her chin, bent down, crouched, stretched up to reach, swayed side to side to see into the darker corners of the shelves....Eventually she pulled out three fist sized blue labeled cans, found seasonings in the upper cupboards, the proper pans in the drawers and fired up the stove.
Even though most species didn't like butter or couldn't even tell the difference between it and peanut butter or applesauce, she started melting some from habit and sniffed the air lovingly, lounging against the counter and pushing the yellow blocks around the bottom of the pan as they melted into yellow streaks. She added some seasonings, quite fresh still too from their home planets, then set to find the right kind of meats. She knew different species liked different meats, so she pulled out simple Venison, genetically recreated about 20 years ago in the Central planets, some Tarc, a delicacy to most aliens since most planets had access to shipments of it from the Mid-Central farms, and pig. She loved the smell of pig. It was more for herself than anything she supposed.
Vegetables would be needed too and she started cooking an array of these as well to hopefully fit the general taste of the crew. She still needed to get to know everyone for more specific dishes, so this one may not appeal to most, but she could only try her best without much to go on.
After making decisions for about twenty minutes, she had five pots going, three boiling fruits or veggies while two were cooking meats. She decided to roast the Tarc and prepared the oven and proper dishes stat.
Satisfied with her timers and the aroma filling the large oval space, she faced all who had entered now and slumped against a stool with a glorious smile. She had never been in a finer kitchen and to see that she would be feeding so many in just a few moments...she was filled with buzzing excitement.
She needed Eddie to hurry up and find the kitchen. These people were going to eat before him if he didn't. She would see to that. Someone was going to eat all this food.
Dlew stared at the Shariva that was running about in the kitchen finding food and cooking it.
He wondered how many other strange species lived on this ship, but was more intrigued by the one cooking food. (but of corse didn't show it on his face) He wondered how skilled was this Shariva because she seemed to be cooking a lot of things at one time and some how simultaneously keeped track of it all.
Then like clock work he reached for his satchel and pulled out his note book and started drawing the scene.
He wondered how many other strange species lived on this ship, but was more intrigued by the one cooking food. (but of corse didn't show it on his face) He wondered how skilled was this Shariva because she seemed to be cooking a lot of things at one time and some how simultaneously keeped track of it all.
Then like clock work he reached for his satchel and pulled out his note book and started drawing the scene.
"No, I've got it. I've worked on Androids before," Reggie said smiling down at Saein. "He just really needs food, so helping Minn out be the wisest thing to do. Although, I don't know if she needs help, she seems to be handling the situation."
Reggie peaked over around Dlew to see Minn busy running about the kitchen. There were so many pots on the stove, things in the oven. The Shariva looked like she was running about crazily, but Reggie could see the focus in her eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing.
"So, Dlew, tell me about yourself. If you're going to working on the Nightwing, I need to know what you can do."
She grabbed a screwdriver and dug her way into the gears. Tightening a few, removing stuff that didn't belong. He was definitely in bad shape, but they would easily fix him. She had an old storage bin filled with spare parts. She was sure there was something in there she could use.
Reggie peaked over around Dlew to see Minn busy running about the kitchen. There were so many pots on the stove, things in the oven. The Shariva looked like she was running about crazily, but Reggie could see the focus in her eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing.
"So, Dlew, tell me about yourself. If you're going to working on the Nightwing, I need to know what you can do."
She grabbed a screwdriver and dug her way into the gears. Tightening a few, removing stuff that didn't belong. He was definitely in bad shape, but they would easily fix him. She had an old storage bin filled with spare parts. She was sure there was something in there she could use.
Dlew without looking at the one tinkering with him said "I am programed with navigaton, interspecies translation, Communications Systems, and engineering."
Dlew thought that was all but said "and just a little cooking from someone that was part of my past crew."
He had also finished drawing the kitchen with the Shariva running around in it and colsed up the notebook and put it back in the satchel.
Dlew thought that was all but said "and just a little cooking from someone that was part of my past crew."
He had also finished drawing the kitchen with the Shariva running around in it and colsed up the notebook and put it back in the satchel.
Eddie had found himself wandering around aimlessly for quite a while. The ship was pretty big and going on his own little adventure was beginning to take some time. A bit into his lonely walk, his nose began to work, picking up some scents in the air. He knew instantly that Minn was making food... delicious food.
Ackers followed his nose more than anything on his way to the kitchen. It was as if he was floating and being dragged to the kitchen by the aroma of the food. Soon, the smell that permiated the air intensified as he drew nearer to the kitchen. His mouth watered as he finally entered the kitchen that was not only filled by Minn and the scent, but others as well. They couldn't touch the food! Not until he had eaten. He smiled.
"Here I am," he said to Minn, announcing his presence in the room. He wasn't sure if it was done yet, but if not, it was to be very soon. He was really excited to get to eat something that smelled so tasty. Kinda smelled like pork. His glance met the android, which normally would've aroused a question or two, seeing as it wasn't there when they first came in, but.... food. The food was all he wanted to have anything to do with right now, that and Minn by extent. "It smells.... awesome," he stated as he killed some of the distance between he and the chef.
Ackers followed his nose more than anything on his way to the kitchen. It was as if he was floating and being dragged to the kitchen by the aroma of the food. Soon, the smell that permiated the air intensified as he drew nearer to the kitchen. His mouth watered as he finally entered the kitchen that was not only filled by Minn and the scent, but others as well. They couldn't touch the food! Not until he had eaten. He smiled.
"Here I am," he said to Minn, announcing his presence in the room. He wasn't sure if it was done yet, but if not, it was to be very soon. He was really excited to get to eat something that smelled so tasty. Kinda smelled like pork. His glance met the android, which normally would've aroused a question or two, seeing as it wasn't there when they first came in, but.... food. The food was all he wanted to have anything to do with right now, that and Minn by extent. "It smells.... awesome," he stated as he killed some of the distance between he and the chef.
Dlew looked at the man who just burst into the room and then pulled out his note book and begain drawing him.
Dlew finished drawing the guy that burst in here and keeped his notebook out incase anyone else came into the room.
Dlew stared at the Shariva and wondered what she was cooking and if it tasted what they all called good or amazing.
Dlew shook with pain and grunted Just then the person who was tinkering with him touched a part that got badly damaged by the raiders.
Dlew stared at the Shariva and wondered what she was cooking and if it tasted what they all called good or amazing.
Dlew shook with pain and grunted Just then the person who was tinkering with him touched a part that got badly damaged by the raiders.
Reggie listened to the conversations buzzing around her, but she was too focused on the rough condition of Dlew's gears. She managed to snag one, and the android moved uncomfortable, wincing in pain.
"Looks like we're going to have to gut ya," Reggie explained. "There are too many gears that have been seriously abused. After you eat, we're going to have to take you under."
She craned her neck around to look up into his face. "You're going to be okay. Don't worry. I've operated on androids before." She smiled.
She closed up his back compartment and hoped the gears for a little while longer. As long as he didn't move too much he would be fine, he just needed to eat. Once he was, he would be able to function a bit better. She could at least get him down to the infirmary to work on him. He may be a machine, but for aspects and appearances he was a person. He looked like a human, and lived like one. Reggie would treat him as such, with the regular check up now and then.
Reggie pulled her stool back up to the counter and plopped down next to the android. He was gripped a pad tightly to his chest, his eyes scanning around the area. He looked frightened.
"Looks like we're going to have to gut ya," Reggie explained. "There are too many gears that have been seriously abused. After you eat, we're going to have to take you under."
She craned her neck around to look up into his face. "You're going to be okay. Don't worry. I've operated on androids before." She smiled.
She closed up his back compartment and hoped the gears for a little while longer. As long as he didn't move too much he would be fine, he just needed to eat. Once he was, he would be able to function a bit better. She could at least get him down to the infirmary to work on him. He may be a machine, but for aspects and appearances he was a person. He looked like a human, and lived like one. Reggie would treat him as such, with the regular check up now and then.
Reggie pulled her stool back up to the counter and plopped down next to the android. He was gripped a pad tightly to his chest, his eyes scanning around the area. He looked frightened.
Dlew Was suprised when the person tinkering with him sat down next to him because she looked straight at his notebook.
so Dlew cluched it close to his chest and realized she didn't see any thing so he props it up and starts drawing her.
She look curious at what Dlew was doing, so Dlew fliped the notebook around to show a rough sketch of her.
so Dlew cluched it close to his chest and realized she didn't see any thing so he props it up and starts drawing her.
She look curious at what Dlew was doing, so Dlew fliped the notebook around to show a rough sketch of her.
Regina
Reggie eyed the sketch pad, the drawing of her mirroring her expression. "Wow, that's amazing." She exclaimed. She reached out to take the sketchpad, to get a closer look, but decided against it after seeing how attached to it the android was.
"How's the food coming along Minn," She joked. "I think we're all pretty hungry. Hey MAK! Send a message to everyone. We should all have a little dinner before setting off."
She smiled to her crew, happy with the ones she hired. They all seemed to fit well together. A band of misfits.
Alexander
The elevator finally stopped and the doors slid open. Alex was hit with a wave of delicious smells. Whatever was going on in the kitchen, it was probably amazing. He had never smelt so many smells before in his life and he wanted to eat up all of it.
Arc followed behind him as he walked, his nose carrying him the rest of the way.
"The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made."
MAK's voice echoed throughout the hallway. Oh man. Can't wait to eat.
He was more excited to eat than he was to see the infirmary.
Reggie eyed the sketch pad, the drawing of her mirroring her expression. "Wow, that's amazing." She exclaimed. She reached out to take the sketchpad, to get a closer look, but decided against it after seeing how attached to it the android was.
"How's the food coming along Minn," She joked. "I think we're all pretty hungry. Hey MAK! Send a message to everyone. We should all have a little dinner before setting off."
She smiled to her crew, happy with the ones she hired. They all seemed to fit well together. A band of misfits.
Alexander
The elevator finally stopped and the doors slid open. Alex was hit with a wave of delicious smells. Whatever was going on in the kitchen, it was probably amazing. He had never smelt so many smells before in his life and he wanted to eat up all of it.
Arc followed behind him as he walked, his nose carrying him the rest of the way.
"The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made."
MAK's voice echoed throughout the hallway. Oh man. Can't wait to eat.
He was more excited to eat than he was to see the infirmary.
Dlew noticed she wanted to look through it and was about to pull it away then he noticed she pulled away. Dlew then went to finish the drawing of her.
Just when things started settling dow a voice appered and said "The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made."
It suprised him a bit but then realized It was a speaker so he calmed down.
It hit him she was the captain and now he wanted to know who was second in command was.
Just when things started settling dow a voice appered and said "The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made."
It suprised him a bit but then realized It was a speaker so he calmed down.
It hit him she was the captain and now he wanted to know who was second in command was.
Minn had smiled and waved to her, and of course Saein had responded with the same expression and gesture. Suddenly she felt very self-conscious.
"No, I've got it. I've worked on Androids before. He just really needs food, so helping Minn out be the wisest thing to do. Although, I don't know if she needs help, she seems to be handling the situation." The captain suggested Saein should help Minn instead.
“Well, you see, I have never worked on an Android, so I’m curious. But I have to admit Minn’s cooking is at least as fascinating. I’m not a terrible cook myself if I may say so, but I think I’d just get in her way.”
Eddie announced his presence in the kitchen, Minn gestured at both him and Saein to come talk with her. “Alright then, can’t ignore cook’s orders” Saein joked to Reggie. Eddie sat down next to Minn, Saein chose the seat on the other side next to the cook.
"Did you guys get a look at the place? How is it?" Minn asked.
Eddie replied "Yeah, I've got all the locations of this ship fairly memorized. The Nightwing is a beaut. Definetly built with comfort in mind, judging by the bedrooms. I'm glad I claimed one. It's torture enough being hungry! Adding being tired to the mix wouldn't be really fun... That food needs to hurry up and enter my stomach..."
Damnit, why did he have to mention the bedrooms? Now she couldn’t mess with the minds of all three who had claimed rooms before her at once. Eddie and Minn continued to talk about food and smell, Saein just nodded in agreement to Minn’s point about smell being vital to taste, her mind was on how best to change her plan. Maybe it was best to only try to tease Eddie, he deserved a revenge for embarrassing her with his joke about racism. By the time she had made up her mind, Eddie was listing kinds of meat he liked.
“I used to like sartiki meat a lot when I was a kid, until I met a live one. The big eyes, the soft fur... and when I petted it I felt it really wanted to be cuddled... so now I prefer not to know what kind of meat I’m eating, even when it’s not the real thing. Anyway, you asked about the ship, and that reminded me of something I was thinking about when I claimed my room. The bedrooms are lovely, and the beds are about three times as big as what I’m used to. I haven’t seen the barracks, but I doubt they’re as nice. But if you put a pillow or a folded blanket or something in the middle of those big beds, I don’t see why anyone would have to sleep in the barracks. So, Minn, if you haven’t claimed a room of your own, would you like to be my roomie? And Eddie, have you thought of one yet? I’d suggest the doctor, you’d want him to be well-rested if he ever has to operate on you...”
Saein bit her lip for a second, watching Eddie’s face, then burst out laughing. “Nah, it’s completely up to you if you want to share your room or not. But Minn, that was a real offer. You can even have the room to yourself if you want to think about it or need privacy, a cook who sleeps well is more important to me than a nice bed.”
"Wow, that's amazing" Reggie exclaimed when Dlew showed her the portrait. “That is pretty cool,” Saein commented, “an Android, a kind of portrait of the idea of a person, drawing portraits. A work of art creating works of art. Very strange, but I think I like that idea.”
"No, I've got it. I've worked on Androids before. He just really needs food, so helping Minn out be the wisest thing to do. Although, I don't know if she needs help, she seems to be handling the situation." The captain suggested Saein should help Minn instead.
“Well, you see, I have never worked on an Android, so I’m curious. But I have to admit Minn’s cooking is at least as fascinating. I’m not a terrible cook myself if I may say so, but I think I’d just get in her way.”
Eddie announced his presence in the kitchen, Minn gestured at both him and Saein to come talk with her. “Alright then, can’t ignore cook’s orders” Saein joked to Reggie. Eddie sat down next to Minn, Saein chose the seat on the other side next to the cook.
"Did you guys get a look at the place? How is it?" Minn asked.
Eddie replied "Yeah, I've got all the locations of this ship fairly memorized. The Nightwing is a beaut. Definetly built with comfort in mind, judging by the bedrooms. I'm glad I claimed one. It's torture enough being hungry! Adding being tired to the mix wouldn't be really fun... That food needs to hurry up and enter my stomach..."
Damnit, why did he have to mention the bedrooms? Now she couldn’t mess with the minds of all three who had claimed rooms before her at once. Eddie and Minn continued to talk about food and smell, Saein just nodded in agreement to Minn’s point about smell being vital to taste, her mind was on how best to change her plan. Maybe it was best to only try to tease Eddie, he deserved a revenge for embarrassing her with his joke about racism. By the time she had made up her mind, Eddie was listing kinds of meat he liked.
“I used to like sartiki meat a lot when I was a kid, until I met a live one. The big eyes, the soft fur... and when I petted it I felt it really wanted to be cuddled... so now I prefer not to know what kind of meat I’m eating, even when it’s not the real thing. Anyway, you asked about the ship, and that reminded me of something I was thinking about when I claimed my room. The bedrooms are lovely, and the beds are about three times as big as what I’m used to. I haven’t seen the barracks, but I doubt they’re as nice. But if you put a pillow or a folded blanket or something in the middle of those big beds, I don’t see why anyone would have to sleep in the barracks. So, Minn, if you haven’t claimed a room of your own, would you like to be my roomie? And Eddie, have you thought of one yet? I’d suggest the doctor, you’d want him to be well-rested if he ever has to operate on you...”
Saein bit her lip for a second, watching Eddie’s face, then burst out laughing. “Nah, it’s completely up to you if you want to share your room or not. But Minn, that was a real offer. You can even have the room to yourself if you want to think about it or need privacy, a cook who sleeps well is more important to me than a nice bed.”
"Wow, that's amazing" Reggie exclaimed when Dlew showed her the portrait. “That is pretty cool,” Saein commented, “an Android, a kind of portrait of the idea of a person, drawing portraits. A work of art creating works of art. Very strange, but I think I like that idea.”
Dlew felt uneasy when more people came over to see his drawing even tho it was not even finished, but he didn't show that he was uneasy.
After a few minutes Dlew finished up The captains portrait and then turned to look at the Firni and started to draw her.
After a few minutes Dlew finished up The captains portrait and then turned to look at the Firni and started to draw her.
While everyone seemed to be talking amongst themselves,Cassy was fascinated at the idea of having an android crew mate.She wondered what she could say to him that wouldn't sound racist or be awkward and glanced at him,besides his unusual hair color,he looked very human.She sat down next to him and looked at his sketches,"You're very gifted,Dlew." Cassy remembered what she knew about the study of names,"Did you know the name Dlew comes from Drew which comes from Andrew?" She realized after that remark she had nothing.
She smelled something rather heavenly,"It smells like I'll eat well tonight." Cassiopeia then remembered that Dlew probably couldn't eat and she shouldn't wave it in his face."Sorry",she then heard Arc,"Coming!" She practically ran to the kitchen.
She smelled something rather heavenly,"It smells like I'll eat well tonight." Cassiopeia then remembered that Dlew probably couldn't eat and she shouldn't wave it in his face."Sorry",she then heard Arc,"Coming!" She practically ran to the kitchen.
Dlew looked at the person who had just been looking at what he was drawing and he heard her say "You're very gifted,Dlew" which kind of suprised him because on the last ship he was on no one cared about him and he thought about it a second and said "Ah" in his dull tone.
Just then she asked "Did you know the name Dlew comes from Drew which comes from Andrew?" Dlew replied "No" in his dull tone and noticed that it seemed like she wanted to askmore questions.
She said "It smells like I'll eat well tonight." and It seemed like she had said something wrong because she looked sad and said "Sorry" and Dlew thought what did she say wrong? Dlew then responded "About what?" The dull tone of his voice made it sound like he wasn't asking a question or commenting, but some where in the middle.
Just then she asked "Did you know the name Dlew comes from Drew which comes from Andrew?" Dlew replied "No" in his dull tone and noticed that it seemed like she wanted to askmore questions.
She said "It smells like I'll eat well tonight." and It seemed like she had said something wrong because she looked sad and said "Sorry" and Dlew thought what did she say wrong? Dlew then responded "About what?" The dull tone of his voice made it sound like he wasn't asking a question or commenting, but some where in the middle.