oo2 / voice

[interspace]

WHO Misha Hunt
BROADCAST Fleet-wide voice
ACTION Somewhere on the Golden
WHEN July 5th

Okay, guys. Hear me out. This is going to sound like a weird suggestion, but... has anyone thought we've been almost too gloomy lately? Our mourning is all well and good. A lot of shit happened. But if you ask me, we're missing a pretty key component to the whole cycle. Where's the party? The wake. The remembrance that we're alive and we have our own lives to continue now enriched by the lives we touched while they were here.

You know. That kind of sappy stuff.

[ There's a pause, a quiet "um". ]

If anyone else agrees, I was thinking of setting something up in say—a week or so? Would anyone else be up for that?

[ No this clearly has nothing to do with the fact that her birthday is on the 11th. Mere coincidence! ]

Comments

[interspace]

Oh. Uh. Do you wanna change the subject?

[ That doesn't sound good at all, and Misha is more than willing to let the guy have his space over that. ]

[geonomy]

Uh, sure? It's just kind of weird. [And he'd rather not think about it, what with the scar on his chest that wasn't there before. Buuut.] But yeah, if someone fixed it, I could probably go outside of the ship even if it's not in a waystation or anything. So that'd be pretty useful?

[interspace]

Something tells me it's not a standard patch-job if you're fixing a space suit. Don't all the ships come with them, though?

[geonomy]

Well, but... It's my baby. [Along with his jacket that's sadly at home. And his visor, which is thankfully here and on his head like always.]

[interspace]

[ That's... so cute... Clay, how are you cute? ]

Yeah, I guess I can understand that. ALFRED's kind of the same for me.

[geonomy]

Alfred? Who - or what - is that?

[interspace]

Um, it's complicated. ALFRED is... a friend who doesn't really exist. [ She gives a light, somewhat forced laugh. ] I'll show you next time we meet up.

[geonomy]

Oh... um, okay? [She sounds about as comfortable with that as he was talking about the hole in his suit.] I mean, you don't have to show me if it makes you uncomfortable, but...

[interspace]

No, it's not that. ALFRED is just hard to explain, really, without showing at the same time.

[geonomy]

[Huh. He can imagine, if said friend doesn't really exist, as she said. He's not even sure what that means, but - he's sure he'll figure it out next time he sees her.]

Then I can't wait to see him! Any friend of yours has got to be pretty awesome!

[interspace]

[ She laughs, brief but genuine this time. ]

ALFRED is completely awesome. Just not everyone's cup of tea.