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@sarasvatistella
Who would you date on Heartopia?
"Wait, I didn't know you could date people in this game," Stella said from her home on Kor'Sel'Koo. "May I please turn that option off? I need to message Ryder and ask for where that button is. Ryder....? Ryder? Can you help me? The game is promoting infidelity."
@ryderastrea
gudetama
gudetama: which animal do you think you're most like?
Perhaps an otter? Very interested in trying all of the things with an affinity for play.
hello kitty
hello kitty: if it were possible, which planet would you want to live on other than earth?
Oh..... I'm still figuring that one out. I don't know yet. There are a lot of really good planets, but I don't know which one would be my first choice. As long as the weather isn't consistently mild, though, it should be nice to live on any planet on which I can breathe the air!
sanrio asks ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈ ~) ₊˚⊹
kerroppi: what's your comfort film?
chococat: what do you miss the most about your childhood?
gudetama: which animal do you think you're most like?
hello kitty: if it were possible, which planet would you want to live on other than earth?
pochacco: are you a naturally flirty person?
little twin stars: how would you describe your style?
my melody: what is your dream job?
badtz-maru: favorite place you've traveled to?
pompompurin: how tall are you? do you wish you were any taller or shorter?
tuxedo sam: what is your love language?
cinnamoroll: favorite dessert?
pekkle: beach or mountains?
kuromi: if you could have any hair color, what color would you choose?
pandapple: what genre of music do you listen to the most?
charmmy kitty: what are your favorite video games?
chi chai monchan: are you more introverted or extroverted?
lloromannic: what are your favorite pizza toppings?
bonbonribbon: do you have any tattoos? if so, how many?
dear daniel: can you sing well?
my sweet piano: which social media app do you use the most?
"Maybe," Ryder murmured, gnawing at his lower lip. He wasn't really sold on the idea. It didn't seem like there was a need for a dancer on the ship. What would he do? Bop in the background while GSW played? That'd be awkward. He almost saw more of a need for a painter on the crew, but again, that had nothing to do with piracy. At least as a medic he was actually useful to the crew. At home, he never felt useful--just like a burden. He didn't want to say all of that though, at least not right now. He dumped enough on Stella. Her answer didn't really surprise him, though it caused his heart to sink. He couldn't see her on the ship forever either. It obviously wasn't her real passion. She should travel the galaxy and see all sorts of weather and conduct experiments. Ryder just wanted her to be happy, even if he didn't see her as much anymore. He just hoped she made it as close to five years as possible. "It makes sense," Ryder hummed with a nod. "I know this isn't what you really want, but a lot of us do love having you here. Daphne has...bad judgement when it comes to you. You're an amazing crew mate and friend."
She couldn't say what the crew would or what not need or want. Navigation was something that she had needed to work for a while to be ready for and only after being slotted into a position that had been interesting but didn't feel like it fit. A less unfortunate version of Ryder's situation. It would be so nice if there was something that she could think of that made sense for whom she considered to be her first friend that wasn't a tree. "I just- I never had the chance to figure out what I wanted until I allowed myself to want things. I want to be here, but I want to try doing staying in one place a little more. I could stay here indefinitely and in many ways be happy, but I think I might owe it to myself to try stability? If I... got to pick everything ideally for me, truly, I'd take you with me to try. I like the people on the ship, but it's so very much, and Daphne is- It's really difficult to be under her."
Marshall didn't know Stella too very well, but she didn't need to, to decipher when she was still uncomfortable. She'd just have to try and make the device a quick fix. Or replacement. Whichever it was. She upturned a corner of her mouth at Stella's response. "Thank goodness," tea she could drink would suffice. "Do you have biscuits? I could eat biscuits. I'm guessing they're the sweet kind and not the gravy kind, right?"
Stella nodded slowly, half-forgetting basically everything that was happening. "Biscuits are... biscuits? I- I don't know what you would do to put gravy on them but- they're sweet biscuits yes," Stella said, clearly very confused about what a biscuit was supposed to be. She was having trouble not feeling queasy at the idea of putting Thanksgiving gravy all over biscuits. Unless maybe Marshall called frosting gravy? But Stella didn't think she had any frosting either. "I should- I should get the biscuits and we can make sure they're good?"
Birthday Presents for Stella
From Ali:
Happy birthday, Stella!
I found this book last time when we were in New York City and thought it'd be a good read for you. If you like it, feel free to tell me what you learned and share your thoughts!
Have a great day,
Ali
From Ryder:
Happy birthday, Stella!
I'm so, so happy your my best friend and that we get to celebrate another birthday together. This storm glass is supposed to resemble the actual weather that day, so I thought you'd have fun watching it! I also painted a picture of us watching a storm together. I really hope you like it!
I love you forever,
Ryder
From Theo:
Happy Birthday. I made you some crepes as a birthday breakfast.
-Theo
Stella made it sound so easy. Maybe it was, and Ryder was just making it complicated, but the more he thought about it the more he was pretty sure it was actually just complicated. He didn't want to leave Robin or Skylar. He didn't want to disappoint his mum. He didn't want Daniel to leave him either. What if they couldn't survive that kind of distance? Ryder would be devastated. Just thinking about this made him want to curl up on the pavement and cry. "I don't know..." Ryder muttered, gnawing at his lower lip worriedly. He liked the idea of being a real life Tory Bolton, but he didn't know how to pull that off. "Do you think Daphne would let me be a medic by day and dancer by night?" He asked in a small voice. She probably didn't have any need for a dancer when she had Theo and Ian. Not unless they wanted him randomly dancing in the background as they played. "What about you and Laurie?" He asked suddenly to change the subject. "Do you think you'll stay on the ship for a long time or move on somewhere else?" He hoped Stella wasn't planning on leaving, but a lot of friends left the ship already.
"Why wouldn't she? If you're good at both things, and it doesn't disrupt the ship ecosystem, I think she would have to consider it," Stella said very passionately. She was almost arguing with Ryder to just try asking for what they wanted. Also Daphne seemed to like Ryder. Daphne didn't even like Stella, and she had gotten to learn navigation, after all. Speaking of that. "Uhhhh." Stella couldn't figure out what to say for a moment. She hadn't really talked about this with Ryder before. She also had barely considered it in a proper synthesized fashion for herself. "A long time is... you know, subjective. Conceptually, I can't be a member of this crew indefinitely, but, uhm, uh... It's not where I see myself in five years, if that makes any sense? I like the people and the tasks more than the ship. And- and Daphne has only barely started to tolerate me."
Laurie chuckled when Stella expressed her concerns that the small space lizard could be a spy. She wrapped an arm around Stella's shoulders and lightly kissed her temple. "You will always be safe if I have anything to do with it," she assured her girlfriend. Whether it was a harmless Taryvly or something more sinister out there, Laurie was confident she would never let any real harm fall on her. "Tell you what, I'll keep a close eye on it before I decide it's actually harmless. Just to be really, really sure it's not a spy."
There was a lot of lost context here because Stella genuinely did not know what the little creature was (robotic or not... It didn't even look like a robot, though). "Thank you. It really does mean a lot. I don't know what this could be, and I have a great amount of concern for it, and- and thank you for making sure that it's not a spy." She suddenly felt like she had forgotten how to smile but then she remembered that everything was good. "I think you'd make a good counter spy. Not an evil spy."
Samira didn't think much of Stella suddenly appeared and delving right into science talk. She was used to it by now. She looked up from her tablet and listened. "Well... surely there are resources out there that can modify your medical degree to appear more up-to-date should the need ever arise." That didn't sound too unrealistic - though it sounded like an uncommon request since there most likely was not a lot of Stella's species out there pretending to be a human or Erkuss medical professional for several centuries. She blinked at Stella's question, blanking on an immediately answer. "Oh... hm... I haven't thought of that." She put her tablet down. "My entire existence has revolved around medicine. I'm not entirely sure if there's even something else I would study, otherwise. There's so much to study within that field alone. It took me decades after I initially completed my medical training to completely study every sub-specialty possible."
Resources to modify it? Like in Twilight? "But then it would be even more lying, and the worst thing in the world is to be caught being what you really are with people who don't understand," Stella burst out saying before she could think to hold her tongue. That sounded so risky and harrowing that she didn't think that she could ever stand to risk it for herself. No, she just couldn't go into medicine. "There isn't anything that you could pick? If you had to go back to school and pick anything new to study... Never mind. Did you enjoy getting to study all of those different aspects, though?"
Laurie was fairly confident she could detect if there were being followed, so Stella's suspicion was confusing. She cautiously looked around, but there was nothing of note other than the Taryvly that was seemingly minding its own business. They were both significantly larger that the Taryvly, so in Laurie's eyes it didn't pose much of a threat. "I... believe we're safe." She blinked. "Do you... want me to scare it away?" She had no idea how a Tarvly could be scared off other than to tell it to shoo.
To be perfectly honest, Stella didn't even know what the creature was that happened to be following them, so this was just one more reason to be worried. This could be a spy camera robot for all she knew. "I- I don't know. If you think it's safe and not a..." She lowered her voice to whisper, "Spy..." Voice back to normal. "Then we can let it be. "But- What if for some reason you had to go somewhere else in another direction and I had to face it by myself. Then- then would I still be safe?"
Marshall had never heard Stella use such a worried tone with her directly before, and immediately paused what she was doing. A device that needed repairs--that sounded within the realm of normal. She seemed quite shaken up about it, though. "Oh Stella, it's all right. Accidents happen to everyone." She held out her hand to take the device from her so that she could better examine it, because as much as she appreciated the vote of confident that she could fix a lot of things--and she could, that was true--she wasn't sure if it would be worth fixing the device if the framework were more or less shattered upon impact when it was dropped. "You don't need to make it up to me; repairs are part of my job," she went on. "But...if you would like to make us both some tea while I diagnose the issue with it, I wouldn't be opposed to that? I'll just have whatever you have." Marshall offered her a smile.
Stella looked down and kicked her feet around uncomfortably. Even if accidents happened to everyone, some accidents were more broken than others. Why couldn't her accident be opening a different kind of soup can than she expected? Probably because she didn't open a lot of soup cans. Or make a lot of tea either. She tried not to let her fear of messing up tea show in her eyes. "I- I can- I can definitely make tea. I will be right back, and the tea will be so good that it will be drinkable," she said, starting to edge out as quickly as possible to go make tea. "Any- any biscuits with it?"
Ryder knew exactly what Stella was talking about. So much had changed since he met Stella and they started their whole soulmate project. Now they were both in relationships, and it was still so surreal. "So much," he agreed with a quiet laugh as he glanced at the familiar buildings around them. It was always so weird to come home. It almost made him forget he was a pirate who traveled the galaxy. Stella's question caused his heart to jolt in his chest, panic settling in his stomach like it always did when he considered straying from his mum's plan. It was no longer a secret among the crew that Ryder's heart didn't lie in medicine. It was too obvious they loved dance. It didn't really change anything though. It couldn't. Biting their lip, they ran their fingers through their red hair nervously. "I just don't know how I can," he admitted quietly. "Daniel..." Ryder paused to swallow roughly. Their heart ached every time they thought about it. "Daniel will leave one day to go back to theatre, and I can't just...follow him. I don't even know if he'd want that. My mum is still my mum. She won't ever be okay with me quitting being a medic for a dancer."
"...You can just follow Daniel. If you do want to. And Daniel does too." Stella didn't have parents- not in the same way that Ryder did. The only one that Stella had wasn't really her parent, and simply wanted to be a tree all of the time and grow strong. She didn't think that it was truly possible to disappoint the tree as long as she went out and did interesting things with her life. This was just so alien for her to comprehend- disappointing a parent rather than an employer. "You can still be both, though. If you needed to be. Like in High School Musical. Troy and Gabriella didn't succeed at just one thing and stick to the status quo."
@samira-kehmet
"I don't... actually plan to delve into the medical sciences, but it's always a possibility," Stella said as she walked into the medical bay. Samira had not asked her to show up or anything. Stella just wanted to be here. Sometimes she liked to come by and talk about science. "But legally I think I would run into some issues if I tried to obtain a medical degree and then actually tried to use it beyond the implied timeline of a human or erkuss lifespan... If you could go back to school to study something else, what do you think you would like to go into?" Stella had never actually gotten to see her graduate studies through because of the Incident with that one woman which had been so embarrassing. But she wanted to know more about what Samira's nice interests were.
"I don't know... if we've talked about it in a while, but a lot has changed," Stella said while she walked with Ryder around the streets of Rungung. "Now that you have Daniel, do you still think you might want to pursue dancing more... organizedly? Outside of the ship someday? This is not a question of judgment, and there are many ways that I can imagine you would be happy in, but I want to know what you want. and waht matters to you." It had been a long while now since Stella had been a gerbil that just listened, so she couldn't expect to be quite so often in Ryder's company. Since she was a moving organism that had places to go and Ryder was a moving organism (although technically even at rest bodies moved even when captive), it was more difficult now to have heart to heart conversations. And this was something Stella had not asked about point blank in a while. She supported her friend no matter what the answer was, but it would not to do assume answers rather than seeking them in confidence from the source.
@marshallmaevik
"I'm... sorry," Stella said, looking down at the device in her hands with a worried expression. "I was trying to hand this device to Hero, but she didn't even know that I was in the same room so I- I dropped it. Do you- I'm so sorry, but I don't want to take up too much of your time. Do you- do you think that your team can fix it?" Stella had never actually broken anything on the ship before, and she was extremely concerned that she was going to get fired or demoted or reprimanded strongly. She could deal with some criticism or instruction of course, but she had been really really good so far and only Daphne had ever been too upset with her performance before so now she was just worried. "I don't- I don't mean if you can fix it. Because- because I know you can fix lots of things but. Can you fix it in a way that is too much of an inconvenience for you? Do you- do you need me to get you a hot leaf beverage of some kind to make it up to you? Or financial compensation?"
@laurie-vexen
Stella looked behind her surreptitiously. "I don't know about you, but I get the idea that we're being followed..." What appeared to be a stray Taryvly wasn't actually following Stella and Laurie per say, but it certainly was existing nearby. Actually, it seemed much more interested in experiencing foliage than observing people, but Stella had never been particularly at understanding the motivations of others. "I'm going to act natural. Or- what I think is natural. I'm not nearly as good in a crisis as you. Not that... this is a crisis. But I believe the sentiment applies." Yes, this was a little silly, but Stella didn't see it that way. She was a little scared, actually, that this could escalate into a worrying situation and she would be helpless and in need of saving.
