mingle post? mingle post. MINGLE POST!!

[carreau]

Who: you
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.

[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.

Just comment and tag around. ]

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[proteusmoon]

Ahh...

[ She laughs again a little, looking away from him and out one of the view ports at the stars outside the ship. ]

My point, I guess, is that you don't have to be alone here if you don't want to be. I know it's frightening and disorienting, and everyone wants, needs to go home just like you, but we're all trapped together whether we like it or not. You don't have to carry whatever burdens you brought here with you alone.

So, maybe you should try letting the part of you that's kept you listening to me right now for this long breathe a little more.

[theboogieman]

Hm.

[a show of camaraderie. he can understand that, at the very least, though it helps him to think of it in terms of allegiances and contacts and resources. that last part, though--he feels it is misaligned.

with the blandest expression he can summon, he reaches over for her shoulder, slowly, and... gently shoves her towards the floor because that's stupid and she needs to stop and this is how he communicates his feelings.]

Assuming again.

[proteusmoon]

[ This time, she tips right over and just lies there on the ground for a moment before extending her leg and kicking him half-heartedly in the hip with her heel. ]

Well, I assumed I would wipe the floor with you and I wasn't wrong about that, now was I?

[ There's a hint of a smile on her face again and a teasing little tone to her voice. ]

[theboogieman]

[he takes the kick and the words without complaint. in fact, he smiles.

which, in itself, is kind of terrifying.

but the skeletal expression disappears again a moment later as he lets go of her and starts to get up again. he'll go for his coat, if no one has any complaints.]

[proteusmoon]

[ She doesn't, partially because she's busy trying to figure out just what that expression of his means before she realizes it's him smiling. Then she continues to lie there on the floor, curled up a little, contemplating if it's a good sign or a bad sign. With a grin like that, it's a little difficult to tell.

But she'll optimistically take it as a good sign without another explanation to turn to and she finally gets up from the floor herself. ]

...Any time you want a real fight, you know how to contact me.

[theboogieman]

[he picks up his things and heads back to his shuttle--but he waves his hand by his head, to show that he heard her.]