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[dancingmd]

Who: Beverly Crusher and you!!!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Nominally beach but really anywhere! Feel free to tag her with a place of your choice!
When: July 26th until the end of the glitchiness

[Beverly woke up this morning feeling strangely... invigorated. Looser, more carefree, and dare she say it? Happier than she's felt in months, ever since she first arrived on the Marsiva. To celebrate, she decided to head for the beach.

Which is where you'll find her now, lounging on a towel and reading a book that looks suspiciously similar to the ah... literature Dorian was so kind as to read out loud to the network a while back. At the very least, there's a ridiculous picture of a shirtless burly man in a plaid kilt on the front cover. As for her, well, she's wearing a very stylish green bathing suit and a big white sunhat, thoughtfully provided by a fan (who has thankfully saved you all from seeing her in some 1980s sparkly gold monstrosity instead). No doubt if you approach her, she'll flash a blinding smile your way and cheerfully engage you in conversation. Or better yet, some fun activities! Right now, she's up for almost anything!]

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[dancingmd]

[She may come back to the other stuff at the moment, but right now she is focused on what Nightingale said about Allen, frowning in a mixture of confusion and defensiveness. It doesn't help that the glitch is helping to amplify her affections for her friends.]

He's older than he looks.... And what do you mean "creepy eye lens?"

[Allen's not creepy!!!]

[experiencepoints]

What do you mean, what? How can you miss his creepy voyeur...

[wait a second

that eye sees fucked up souls. this person's soul is probably normal so it wouldn't set it off and maybe she doesn't know about it. was he keeping it a secret. shit.]

... Fuck.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly's eyebrows go up at that because well... frankly, Nightingale just made Allen sound like a peeping tom or something here, though Beverly is certain that's not what she meant - if for no other reason than that she could never imagine Allen doing such a thing. But what if it was something having to do with the Noah?]

... nothing bad happened between you two, did it?

[experiencepoints]

Uh, no, he just- Bought this creepy-ass costume monocle thing down here? It freaked me out. That's all.

[Congratulations, Beverly, you've found her. You've found the worst liar in the multiverse.]

[dancingmd]

"Creepy-ass monocle thing?" Now, why do I not believe that?

[experiencepoints]

Because I am very bad at this.

[At least she's self-aware.]

[dancingmd]

[Beverly chuckles at that.]

It's alright. As long as neither of you are hurt, it doesn't really matter!

[... not that... she won't be asking Allen about this later.]

[experiencepoints]

... Just... Before you talk to him, confirm for me- He doesn't have a weird gear-looking lens around his eye when he's with you?

[because there's no way she's not talking to him about it]

[dancingmd]

No, I've never seen anything like that.

[experiencepoints]

Fuck.

[dancingmd]

Listen, don't worry! If Allen doesn't want to talk to me about it, that's his prerogative; I'm not going to force him to tell me anything. It'll be fine!

[experiencepoints]

I'm still not exactly happy about accidentally spilling someone else's secrets.

[dancingmd]

Did he tell you it was a secret? Because it sounds to me as if you didn't realize it was something other people didn't know about.

[experiencepoints]

Well, no, I didn't realize it wasn't always on... Just that I set it off.

[dancingmd]

Then I really think it's okay. Allen would have said something if he didn't want you talking about it. Trust me, he's very careful when it comes to things like that.

[Besides, Beverly probably already knows a lot more about him than Nightingale realizes.]

[experiencepoints]

I think he might have been distracted, though.

[dancingmd]

Well, if you're that worried, why don't you just talk to him about it?

[experiencepoints]

Because if I went up to him my soul would set off that eye of his again, and he really didn't like it.

[dancingmd]

[Okay.... that doesn't really make sense to Beverly. At all. But she lets it slide.]

What if you write him instead?

[experiencepoints]

... I guess I could try. I don't have any pen or paper, though.

[dancingmd]

Ask around... I'm sure someone in the fleet does! Or maybe some of the people who live here?

[experiencepoints]

I still need a staff from the people here, but no one's been particularly helpful.

[dancingmd]

A staff? Like a walking staff?

[experiencepoints]

Well... I mean, a staff's a staff, but I was hoping for one more magically-inclined than that.

[dancingmd]

I'm pretty sure they don't have anything like that here. At least, when I've talked to the Nunnalis, they haven't mentioned anything magical.