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!]

Comments

[experiencepoints]

Do they really seem like they care about our lives? They'd probably kill us all themselves if they thought they'd get ratings out of it.

[save_the_souls]

They do.

I can't say they care about our happiness, but...for people like Atroma, we're more profitable to them alive.

[This is not said like it's a happy thought]

[experiencepoints]

They can revive us.

[Not that she's ever been told this, but they're powerful, of course they can.]

So... that can't be all.

[save_the_souls]

[ There's a moment pause, and a darkened look on his face. It looks like he's debating saying something. ]

[But the moment passes, and he pushes it away. Not today.]

...We should get back to the patients.

[experiencepoints]

[The problem with basically re-learning all social skills from scratch is that sometimes you fuck up. Like, having enough empathy to spot when someone's upset, but not enough tact to not say anything about it.]

What were you going to say?

[save_the_souls]

[Luckily, it really wasn't anything that Nightingale did specifically. Just more...a topic he rather not broach. Especially with someone he barely knew.]

[Oh who was he kidding, he wouldn't talk about it with friends either]

[But he'll wave it off with a polite smile]

It's not important. Don't worry about it.

[And he's turning to head back to those patients. ]

[experiencepoints]

... Right.

[Even she can tell not to go further than that.]

Do you want a hand?

[save_the_souls]

Ah... [He considers the offer, before he shakes his head]

Thank you, but... [How to phrase this]

Well, I'm afraid your soul might be...distracting while I'm trying to restrain the Nunnilis. [And the hits he gets from them while remaining focus is bad enough] I'm sorry.

[experiencepoints]

[Well, ouch. That stings, and it shows on her face, but she's quickly trying to cover it up with a forced smile. After all, it's a fair point, and there's not much she can do about it.]

Yeah, good point, you're right... I'll go, then. Sorry again about earlier.

[save_the_souls]

[He does feel bad about that. So, he offers her a smile- and a kind look]

It's alright.

We'll speak again. Sometime when someone's not trying to hit me.