When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

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Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

Comments

[killedwithlove]

Yes. I need to find him. I can look after him.

[dancingmd]

[At that, her tightens her hug for a few seconds.]

Oh, Cole... I don't think he's here.

[killedwithlove]

Oh.

[He shifts slightly.]

Then where... oh. He's not here, no. This isn't Thedas.

[dancingmd]

No, this isn't Thedas. You're in the Drift Fleet now, remember?

[killedwithlove]

Yes. In the Drift Fleet.

[He nods, but he seems to be having a little difficulty holding the thought.]

You're Beverly. You're much prettier than Adrian.

[dancingmd]

Glad to hear it.

[She pulls out of the hug a little, just enough to tilt his face towards her.]

Cole, does someone else in the fleet know Rhys? Maybe we can find them, and they can help.

[killedwithlove]

[He thinks and then shakes his head.]

No. He's not on the Fleet.

[dancingmd]

Remember when we talked about Julian? We have to believe we're going to see them again, when we go home.

[killedwithlove]

...

I won't, though. I haven't seen Rhys is a long time, since he found out what I was.

I... didn't remember.

[dancingmd]

[Oh dear, she feels like she really does need someone from Thedas to help with this. She simply doesn't know enough about their world to know how to respond appropriately. Maybe Aveline... in the meantime, she can at least do one thing for him.]

Cole? I would like to take you back to the clinic, maybe run some scans, to see if there is anything I could do to help. I think your augment is malfunctioning, but I want to be sure.

[killedwithlove]

All right.

[There was no protest, no thought to not do what she wanted. It would make her feel better.]

[dancingmd]

[Fortunately, the Blue Fish is docked not too far away, so it doesn't take long to get back to the clinic. Beverly gestures towards the exam table.]

Please, take a seat.

[killedwithlove]

[Cole follows, quiet and not focused, but he doesn't wander off and when he's told to sit, he sits down.]

[dancingmd]

[Beverly finds her tricorder in its usual spot and scans him from head to toe. After reading the results, she frowns.]

Nothing seems to be wrong with you, physically.

[Which makes no sense... given how cold and pale he is.]

[killedwithlove]

[That doesn't surprised Cole in the slightest. His body is what it is.]

No. It usually works fine. It bleeds when I get stabbed. It moves when I want it to move.

[dancingmd]

[She sighs.]

I'm afraid I'm at a loss then.

[And she doesn't like that, not one bit. For about the millionth time since she arrived in the fleet, she wishes Deanna were here.]

[killedwithlove]

[He cants his head.]

Why are you at a loss?

[dancingmd]

Whatever the augment is doing to you, it's not physical, so I can't do anything to offset.

[Not here, at least, not with this equipment. Maybe if they were on the Enterprise...]

[killedwithlove]

I'm sorry.

[He knows she's disappointed. She wanted to fix it.]

[dancingmd]

[She rests a hand on his, as much to comfort herself as to comfort him.]

Don't be. It's not your fault.

[killedwithlove]

I know you wanted to find something you could fix. But you've helped. Just by caring. It helps me stay here and now. In my head.

[dancingmd]

[The corners of her mouth turn down and her brow furrows - not in displeasure, but in sympathy.]

Oh, Cole... do you want to stay with me while I work then? Will that help?

[killedwithlove]

I don't know. It won't be bad for me, I know that.

[dancingmd]

Well then, [She gives his hand a small squeeze before releasing it.]you're welcome to stay as long as you like.

[killedwithlove]

Thank you.

[He settles in to do just that.

Eventually, Beverly will just realise he's gone. Who knows when it happened, but that's just how Cole rolls.]