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Nyx

The idea to create the closest "crash landed in the middle of nowhere" equivalent to a bar was a good one as far as Robin was concerned. Who knows if it would work, but the attempt was something to keep him occupied.

Aaron had helped him set up the bones, once he was done with the chapel--basic outdoor structure with a roof. A tiki bar. Some tree stumps for chairs, to start, a couple of very basic carved tables. Today, Robin was working on carving a large log they'd hauled over into something that resembled a bar.

He'd also already gathered some fruit on its way to fermentation to see what kind of wine it would produce. Though having a place for people to sit and eat rations and pretend they were in a restaurant would be close enough to start.

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Nyx was helping, if you considered lounging around in sunny spots while eating fruit helping. Currently he was perched on a stool, watching Robin, purring to himself.

"There should be music. The house pods have music. Maybe we could steal one for here," he suggested. "The commander landed late and didn't bring anything from his pod. Maybe there are things still inside we can take."

"That's not a bad idea," Robin said, looking up at him from where he'd been rounding a corner of the log with his knife. "Think we could find it? Couple of scavengers."

"Probably. There would be debris and a trail if it landed rough," Nyx nodded, wondering if there were rations and other fun things left inside.

Robin set down the knife. "You don't think he'll be going back for it himself? If he didn't haul back a housing pod I wonder where he's been staying."

"Dunno," Nyx shrugged. "Not with me, certainly. Finders keepers, yes? We should go find and keep."

"Fair," said Robin. "Should we go now? I could use a bit of adventure."

Nyx seemed to think for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, we should go now," he nodded, standing up and stretching lazily, before pulling his hair back and twisting it up in a knot at the nape of his neck. "We want to be the first to find it. Do we have something we might fill to bring things home? I've seen some of the scavengers leave with baskets on wheels. We should borrow one.

"Mmmmm I think that Aaron might have one at the chapel that he was using to haul supplies when he was still building," Robin said. "We can take that one."

"Yes, good," Nyx grinned, excited to see what loot they might uncover. Maybe the commander had brought nice things with him. Though Nyx wasn't holding his breath. He'd settle for music and more food. "I have not been to the chapel, you know it well?"

"I do," said Robin. "Helped him with it a bit, though he's been more help on the bar. Built most of the roof." He gestured for Nyx to follow him, and started walking in that direction.

Nyx wandered along at his side, occasionally getting distracted as other people passed them by.

"When the bar opens, maybe I can work again. No one has money here though."

"Yeah, without an economy..." Robin shot him a slightly concerned look. "That could get messy, Nyx. If you want to fuck people, just fuck people. But I'm not even going to be asking people to bring me coconuts and fish when the bar opens. Not yet. Not until there's more structure here."

"I guess," Nyx said, frowning a little. "I like having new things though. Shiny trinkets, you know?"

"Lots of people like giving gifts even when they're not paying for sex," Robin pointed out.

"I suppose..." Nyx said, though he didn't sound convinced. For now it wasn't really a worry though, he wasn't currently working, he was doing as he pleased.

"I'll find you something," Robin promised lightly as they got to the chapel, where the makeshift wagon was out front as he expected.

Nyx seemed to perk up at that, smiling to himself and purring as he moved closer to the wagon.

"Yes, this is good. We can bring home many things in this," he nodded, bumping his shoulder playfully against Robin's.

"Yep," Robin said. He poked his head into the chapel to see if Aaron was there, but he wasn't. "All right then. Onward." He started dragging it along with them.

Nyx considered getting in the cart, thinking it would be nice to be pulled along, but managed to refrain.

"If there is an extra blanket, can I take it?" Nyx asked as they walked. "I like building nests. I have one at home, but it could be better."

"Sure thing," Robin said with a chuckle. "I can imagine you all curled up in a big pile of blankets. Sounds comfy." He led them in the direction of the woods that he knew the commander had entered from.

"I can make you a nest too sometime. I would nest for a night with you," Nyx purred.

"Oh I would like that very much," Robin said. "Sounds even comfier. You don't think your roommate would mind?"

Nyx considered that, then answered honestly. "I don't think so. Hex and I have a lot in common. We've talked a lot about our homes, where having more than one lover is normal. I do love him. He loves me, but- My kin are social. ...They were social, I mean. I think his kin are too."

"That's good," Robin said. "See, that's a good, healthy, communicative relationship. Good for you."

Meanwhile, Aaron hadn't exactly been happy to have seen Robin and Nyx together. He hadn't blamed Robin for it, hadn't suggested that he shouldn't be doing it, but they did have to have a whole talk.

"I didn't like him at first," Nyx admitted. "He was one of the first people I met on the station. When I was still being locked up."

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