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driftfleet2015-09-19 01:52 pm
geonomy) wrote in driftfleet2015-09-19 01:52 pm
Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- aiya/gray nightingale,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- belthazar spellscry,
- beverly crusher,
- clay terran,
- coil lenn,
- cole,
- davesprite,
- dorian pavus,
- elize lutus,
- finrod felagund,
- hiccup horrendous haddock iii,
- isabela,
- james buchanan barnes (au),
- james buchanan barnes (ou),
- james potter,
- jennifer keller,
- jinx halcomb,
- kazuto "kirito" kirigaya,
- lea (axel),
- leanne,
- margarine "margie" detemps,
- marhi ohsi/metallic gold magpie,
- maxine "max" caulfield,
- megaman.exe,
- miah lanbatal,
- mordin solus,
- nelkeila tarid,
- pearl,
- phèdre nó delaunay de montrève,
- r. daneel olivaw,
- richard castle,
- riku,
- rogue,
- simon tam,
- sokka,
- steven quartz universe,
- tekhetsio,
- toph beifong,
- varric tethras,
- vash the stampede,
- vima sunrider,
- yamanaka ino,
- yuuki konno,
- zessica wong
When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West
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]
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]
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Guess I can understand that. Peace and quiet. Space. For now, anyway.
Meditation room, though, not what I'd have expected from you.
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[since that's what he'd do otherwise. maybe that's what she would expect? he's finding that he knows a lot less about her than he thought he ever did.]
... Besides, people need a place to reflect without interruption.
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Too much quiet contemplation can be just as bad for you as none at all. Maybe someone should set up a room with just a little interruption, now and then.
[Flippant comment, maybe, but there's nothing flippant about the thoughtful look in her eyes as she considers her glass, the door, the bar behind him.]
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[he's inviting her to a little friendly wordplay here; he expects a lot more meaning in the underlying message, but there's nothing wrong with pretending it doesn't mean a thing.]
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[Everything means something, with them. How could it not? His face, their very disparate shared histories. She'd never forgiven him for not being Steve. He'd never forgiven her for being Natasha, whoever she'd been to him. But she was beginning to think that maybe if she had to accept all these variations of Natasha out there in the ether, maybe she'd have to accept the variations of the others, too. She'd had those moments with Barnes, with Winter. Maybe it was time to have this one.]
[Still, what do you say? Small talk. Banter. Pretend nothing means anything and the last few months of the occasional verbal sparring never happened.]
My vote's for a fly. One of those really large, annoying ones that likes to swarm around your head when you're trying to focus.
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[when was the last time you read a goddamn newspaper orion]