oo2 / voice

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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

[notmutantbutmiracle]

There was a... boy. A fleet member, who visited the ship. He built a shrine to the fallen aliens. Said a pray for them as well.

[Wanda's not sure why she feels compelled to tell Misha this, but the words fall from her mouth nonetheless. The memory bringing a few tears to Wanda's eyes as well, but she does not let them fall. She shakes her head, trying to clear away the somber feelings.]

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[ There's a pause, then a slight shakiness to the next breath over the feed. Bit ragged, unsure. ]

I'm not saying we shouldn't do that, either. There's no one right way to deal with all this, but... if we don't keep going on, then they may as well have taken us with them, you know?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda catches the shakiness in Misha's breathing. She realizes that perhaps building the pillow fort was not just for her, but that it was for Misha as well. The thought brings a sympathetic smile to her face.]

One of the Starstruck's crew is currently using a shuttle. If we hurry, we may be able to put together some kind of fort before he gets back.

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[ Misha is curious enough to question the change, but smart enough not to at the same time. She merely smiles to herself. ]

I'll bring Golden's stuff right over. Right?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda nods, the warm smile having returned to her face.]

I'll gather whatever pillows and cushions I can find on the Starstruck. Meet me in the cargo bay in about five minutes?

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You gotta give me time to grab everything and fly over, sheesh! Gimme twenty. Bet your boy won't be back by then.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

You had better hope not. I do not know how I will explain things to him if he does return.

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Maybe he would want to join in?

[ There's sounds of movement as Misha is getting up and getting ready. She can totally still answer the comm and talk and things while she gets her materials. ]