Land, ho!

[lieutenantsteward]

Welcome to Unnamed Island #1, everyone! Lt. Jopson has successfully steered the ship towards land! (Or maybe the ship was going there the whole time? Who knows, burst his bubble if you want to be a monster!) The island is large and uninhabited by humans, but has lots of wildlife. This isn’t a specific island on a map because, like all things in the dream, it is an amalgamation of the characters in it. So, if it looks like it might be on a tropical island, it will be! Pineapples, coconuts, mangos- sure! Seals and feral pigs- you bet! Beautiful reefs- Of course! Secret Caribbean rum stores- why the hell not? Two species of crabs that shouldn’t be in the same hemisphere- hell yeah! (After all, Goodsir’s the only one who will know the difference). Enjoy the island, folks! The Terror will dock there starting today and they will leave on Tuesday the 7th.

Piña coladas, anyone?

((This is an open post for island shenanigans though, of course, you are always welcome to start your own!))

Comments

[spookylikeafox]

"Working for the government," he begins, trying to find a way to explain it that would make sense to anyone, let alone someone from her time. "When weird stuff happens that the government doesn't want anyone to know about, they try to bury the file and I uncover it."

[wishiwasatree]

"Government," she repeats, obviously feeling a certain way about Mulder's line of work. "So are you working for those cocksuckers, or against them?"

[spookylikeafox]

He laughs. He couldn't agree with her more. "I work for the truth," he insists. "Whatever that means. So...I work for them, but I get in trouble a lot more than I should for doing things they don't like."

[wishiwasatree]

She eyes him skeptically. "You're an odd fucker, ain't you?"

[spookylikeafox]

He isn't offended. "You know, Trixie, that's probably the nicest thing you could say about me. Listen, I know the government doesn't exactly have the best reputation in your time and where you're from, but...I do what I can to help people."

[wishiwasatree]

"I should've figured it out when we first met," Trixie nods. "You seemed like a government type. Prick's hard for rules and regulation."

She smiles teasingly.

[spookylikeafox]

"Fire marshal, yeah. That's me." He laughs with her, glad that he can make a better impression. He had resigned himself to simply avoiding her. But she is funny and unexpectedly kind, and he can appreciate that. "I'm not as bad as Scully. My partner. She's a medical doctor, but..." He shakes his head, reaching for a nearby bottle of rum. "She keeps me humble."

[wishiwasatree]

Trixie raises her head. "Your partner...like business partner? And she's a fucking doctor?"

What.

[spookylikeafox]

"Well, my partner for...yeah. Kind of like that. She's a fucking doctor. Top of her field," he tells her with no small amount of pride.

[wishiwasatree]

It sounded like one of the more fantastic things she's heard since being in the dream, but Trixie can't help but smile brightly.

"Yeah? And people listen to her and all?"

[spookylikeafox]

"More than they listen to me. She was actually sent out to discredit me." And he had no hard feelings about it because she was damn good at her job. And she knew what she saw.

[wishiwasatree]

"Oh yeah? I think I like her already," she teased.

[spookylikeafox]

He snorts. "I think most people here would." He pushes his feet out. "You know, Trixie, you could probably learn whatever you wanted here. Do whatever you wanted. If you wanted to do something like medicine, you could learn."

[wishiwasatree]

The thought makes her smile, but she shakes her head. "Who would fucking teach me?" She knows she got lucky with Starr; no one else would have given her that kind of chance.