JULY PLANET MINGLE

[save_the_souls]

Who: YOU. ME. EVERYONE.
Broadcast: IF YOU WANT
Action: YEAH!!!!!
When: July!

[Congratulations to the crews that did not get themselves blown up! Welcome to the Blue Planet, a planet full of charming islands and even less charming weather patterns! Are you going to take the time to enjoy the beach? Help out with the local Nunnilis population? Get caught in a storm with another person and have a rating boosting sexual tension moment? The world's your oyster!]

[Yeah in other words: ITS A MINGLE GET IN HERE]

[July Planet Info!]

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[poetontheinside]

[Because Ray is apparently into masochism, now, he plops his sunburnt, skinny Polish ass down on the beach next to Cassandra where she's reading and says,]

You look hot.

[openhands]

[Cassandra sputters, flushing, for a moment before,]

Excuse you?

[poetontheinside]

[For a man as sunburned as Ray, he sure manages to still blanch.]

I meant-- you're not wearing a bathing suit, it's gotta be hot!

[openhands]

[...Smooth, Ray. Smooth. Cassandra is moving her book out of sight though.]

I'm fine. You don't need to concern yourself with it.

[poetontheinside]

I'm not concerned! [Aaah why does he do this to himself]

[openhands]

[Deep breaths, Ray. It's fine. But she is giving him a withering look. Sorry, Ray. It's maybe a little not fine.]

Is there something you wanted?

[Aside from making a fool of yourself.]

[poetontheinside]

No, I just--

[He deflates and runs both hands through his hair.]

Why do I always stick my foot in it around you, huh?

[openhands]

[Cassandra sighs with a small roll of her eyes.]

I don't bite, Detective.

[poetontheinside]

Yeah, but you can probably dropkick me and knock me out.

[openhands]

Why would I do that? That would be entirely inefficient.

[...She is making a joke. But it may be hard to tell.]

[poetontheinside]

[Fortunately, Ray is well-versed in Stoic-Seemingly-Humorless-Person, and he twitches a careful grin.]

Just gonna go right for the sword, huh? That's cold, but efficient.

[openhands]

I didn't say I'd used the pointy end.

[poetontheinside]

[He huffs a little laugh, then leans his elbows on his drawn-up knees.]

Small mercies, Seeker.

[openhands]

[That's a little better. She really doesn't have any intention of trying to murderinate him. He says stupid things from time to time that rub her the wrong way, but he's not a bad person.]

I trust you have been enjoying the beach?

[poetontheinside]

Sure. I mean, the sun don't like me all that much, but it's good to relax. You been doing work around here, too?

[openhands]

I have, [she says with a small nod.] There is plenty that needs doing.

[poetontheinside]

Yeah. It's pretty nice to get out there, get some good things going after last month.

[openhands]

Especially after last month. I wonder if that's why we're here.