let us bow our heads

[thespaceopera]

[it may be too optimistic to hope that it has something to do with respect, but Atroma has been very quiet. in the wake of the growing stillness on the Iskaulit, neither of the fleet's hosts have broken the peace with their chipper voices.

if the passengers are being watched as closely as they always claim, it is being done in silence.

whether or not the remainder of the living bugs are being kept somewhere for observation, and regardless of the fact that the discussion of what to ultimately do with the ship is still ongoing, it has been generally agreed that something respectful should be done with the dead, and that the remaining spores should be washed away.

so, this will all be done through a combined effort of vacuum and fire, and the time for this purge has been set.

feet on the ground are needed to prepare the foreign ship for purging--securing anything that could be damaged, and safely packing away delicate data-storing instruments and anything belonging to the fleet itself. anyone willing to help could surely find something to do.

and for anyone wishing to bless, reflect, honor, or pray... now is the time to do so. whether aboard the Iskaulit itself before the purge, offering a voice over the network, or simply watching from nearby shuttles and ships, this is the fleet's moment to help send off the crew of the Iskaulit with dignity.]


ooc: this is the final IC mod post for June! the purge itself will be implied for the most part, but anyone with skills in mechanics or fire-controlling may assume they were involved.

this post specifically is for any interactive threads involved in the final days before the Iskaulit is cleaned, and anything funerary, including broadcasts. even if you just want to put up a closed comment describing what private way your character is taking part in this makeshift 'ceremony,' go for it.

an OOC post summarizing and officially wrapping up the rest of June will go up as soon as we're able.

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[save_the_souls]

[ Allen's quiet for a moment, thinking. The memory of a black card with a white symbol floats into the forefront of his mind, held on to a woman with long blond hair and silver eyes- silver eyes lacking their usual faint smile as she speaks of the card's meaning.]

[The black card was to give when the warrior was at their end. A sign of mercy, to allow them to die as a human instead of living on as a monster.]

...I think we are. I don't know anything about this species. But..if this sort of thing happened to me, if I became a husk bent on destruction...

["If I get taken over by the 14th, please kill me."]

I'd want an end put to me.

[bolder]

[Toph's even quieter now, likely ruminating on what he'd just said.] I think it's sort of easier to talk about doing than actually doing it once you're in the situation. We can say, okay we'll do that, but if we actually had to?

[She's not finishing that thought out loud.]

[save_the_souls]

[ He's a bit quiet at that. She's right...he's seen that enough times to know that. Still over getting people hurt... ]

Maybe... [He sighs, his shoulders slumping a little from the exhale] Ah. Let's just be careful so it doesn't come to that. That seems better.

[Even if he knows sometimes it can't be helped]

[bolder]

[Toph reaches back and punches Allen's arm. Hard.] Good plan, Spud.

[save_the_souls]

- Oy!

[Yep. That caught him by surprise. He winces from the punch, sure. But of course, he's still more annoyed by the name.]

It's Allen!

[bolder]

Hey, Spud's a great name! [Also a potato, which is a vegetable.] Back home, it's a very noble Earth Kingdom name. I'm complimenting you!

[It's close enough in her mind.]

[save_the_souls]

It's noble to be called a potato?

[bolder]

Wow, Allen, I didn't take you for the type who'd knock someone else's culture like that.

[save_the_souls]

[ If Toph could see his face right now, it's the face that very much reads he pretty sure what she's claiming is utter BS, but he can't outright say or prove it. So you know, the face every customer service person wears at some point. ]

I'm just asking!

[bolder]

[So relatable. Toph doesn't care.]

Spud, be nice.

[save_the_souls]

[ There's a pause. He knows logically he should just ignore it. It's just a stupid name, what does he care? It's better than Beansprout. And just fighting it will make it worse. Just...let it go and she'll forget about it maybe. Being called Spud isn't that big a deal]


[...]


[...]


[ARGH HE CAN'T DO IT. HE CAN'T LET THAT BE HIS NAME. HE HAS TO CORRECT IT. ITS MAKING HIM TWITCH.]

Allen.

[bolder]

Yeah, I know your name, Spud. Why are you repeating it? [If he didn't know her by now, the innocence in her voice might be convincing.]

[save_the_souls]

[NOPE HE KNOWS YOU LADY]

Because my name is Allen, not Spud!

[bolder]

[She is secretly glad for that.]

Oh come on. Lighten up. Most of my friends have nicknames.

[save_the_souls]

[he makes a huff. Yes. He knows he should lighten up, but he doesn't want to!! Nicknames suck!!]

Oh? Then what's Sokka's and Katara's?

[bolder]

When she really irritates me, I call Katara Sugar Queen. Aang's Twinkle Toes. And Sokka is Sokka. There's really no other name for him.

[She shrugs.]

[save_the_souls]

...Sugar Queen....

[He can't imagine Katara liking that nickname at all]

[bolder]

[Spot on, Spud.]

So there you go.

[save_the_souls]

[ He just sighs, defeated. Not gonna stop him from correcting the nickname every time, but uuuugh. ]

[Muttered, under his breath] At least it's better than Twinkle Toes...

[bolder]

Spudster? [She's sort of testing it out...]

[save_the_souls]

[Uuuugh]

Allen.

[bolder]

Spudsteroni.

[save_the_souls]

Allen.

[bolder]

Spudsteronicles.

[save_the_souls]

[$%#@]

Allen!