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

[wolfuncaged]

[He continues to stare at the old lady until she's out of sight, before turning back to Elize.]

People watching.

[princessia]

Um... okay?

[ That was strange, but she quickly dismisses it. Now that's done, she needs your shopping advice! OF ALL THE PEOPLE SHE HAS TO ASK. She reaches back over to the display, picking up a little tea cup and a mug, both painted pink. ]

Help me pick one.

[wolfuncaged]

[He's loath to turn away from the people (potential threats) so his eyes flicker briefly at the display, and the cup she picks up. ]

...That one is fine.

[princessia]

O-okay...

[ She doesn't think he gave the cup a good enough look, but she refrains from pestering him further about it. She's tilting her head, taking a few more moments of contemplation before making her decision. After a quick transaction with the shopkeeper, she's now in possession of a little pink terracotta cup. ]

Fenris?

[ Fenris, if you take a moment to look down at her, she's holding the cup out to him. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He does, eventually, realise she wants him, and looks down. His brow furrows in confusion. He's never been good at accepting gifts, just ask any of the Kirkwall gang.]

I...don't understand.

[princessia]

Uh, I-... it's a gift! For you!

[ Her cheeks turn red, suddenly feeling embarrassed. She should have known he wouldn't take it immediately. Pulling the cup back towards her, she hides her face behind it. She still intends to get him to try accepting it. Just very embarrassed right now... ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He stares at it for a moment, confused.]

I... What have I done to deserve that?

[princessia]

You did make the bad people go away. And we're friends...?

[ She continues partially hiding her face behind the cup, shifting her feet nervously. ]

[wolfuncaged]

OH. I...well.

[He clears his throat, shifting from foot to foot nervously. ]

I...thank you. That's...very good of you.

It is...very nice.

[princessia]

[ She's back to smiling again. Then she extends her arms out again, offering the cup and staring at him expectantly to take it. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He takes it from her very carefully and very slowly, like he's expecting it to break at any second. He looks down at it, wide eyed. ]

...Thank you.

[FENRIS GREATLY APPROVES. ]

[princessia]

You're welcome. Let's start heading back now.

[ She starts back down the path they were on before, towards the docked ships. There's a little spring in her steps, too. She's happy he accepted her gift! ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He nods, following silently behind her. His own steps are weary, cautious as always, but follow her he does. ]