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pathstone mingle!!

Who: The Pathstone + anyone!
Broadcast: nah
Action: yah!
When: lets not go asking questions okay

[Do you know what's weird and probably a sign of things to come for the entire fleet?

The Pathstone isn't the most useless ship anymore. It's actually good at stuff. It's got upgrades! It's got a pilot and two people to shoot guns at things. And two captains.

It's not just Captain Tek. There's two.

It's still a pretty big mess who are we even kidding. Come see for yourself!!]

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[He really only has himself to blame for not discovering this nurturing side to her before now. Jove gets a lot of pleasure out of helping people and if he had just been willing to let his guard down a little he could have been getting massages and his hair stroked the last few months.

But this is becoming more of an embrace than anything else, and Jove can tell he's probably very close to falling asleep on her. Still stroking his hair and working her fingers against a particularly stubborn knot in his shoulder, she speaks very quietly to him.]

If you'd like to sleep here, I can make sure no one disturbs you.

[ah, and there it is--the return to some of his senses. he stirs a little against her shoulder, now that he's freed from the spell of perfect comfort. she has disturbed the peace now, so he might as well disturb it a little further by answering.

he turns his head on her shoulder so he can speak... though it brings his mouth dangerously close to the skin of her neck. and by the low, heady tone of his voice, that might not be a complete accident.

he matches her quiet tone, just above a murmur.]

Are you going to stay here with me?

[There's no covering up the shiver that he gets out of her when she feels his breath against the side of her neck, the tone of his voice making her hand catch momentarily in his hair.

She does cover that up, though, by tugging very lightly on his hair, an admonishment that probably doesn't do much when she's still trying to be gentle enough to not make his head start hurting even more. She starts to lean away from him, because if he's going to be like that this is certainly entering inappropriate territory.]

I'm not tired enough for a nap, myself. You seemed like you were about to fall asleep any second.

[And the tips of her ears are absolutely not the lightest shade of pink. Absolutely not.]

[he moves one of his arms a little, going from hanging slack in his lap to bracing a hand against the bed, so he can prop up his own weight as she leans away. other than that, he stays right where he is, just as he was, keeping up a lazy smirk that probably has nothing to do with her ears.]

You don't have to sleep.

[Now that there's a bit of space between them, he'll be able to see her roll her eyes.]

You headache must be improving.

It is.

[and then... the universe may be in danger of turning inside out--]

Thank you, for that.

[he's smirking, but it probably still counts for something.]

[She can't help it, when he goes and thanks her Jove has to give him a smile in return for that smirk that would be horribly annoying if he hadn't just been melted against her and purring.]

I was happy to help. Hopefully you'll remember this and come speak to me next time, instead of suffering in anger for weeks.

I will.

[because she has opened Pandora's box with an offer like that, after all.]

...And I still think you should stay.

Good.

[Seriously, pride is only a good thing if you don't let it cripple you.]

Lay down, then. I promise to send away anyone who might come calling on you.

[he considers for a moment, before deciding to listen.

scooting himself back a bit, he finally lays down, instantly comfortable where he's at.]

[It hasn't escaped her that he's being unusually docile and receptive to her suggestions today, so this really might have to become the way she deals with Tek. Pet his hair a little, rub his shoulders, and then go about trying to have conversations with him.

Once he's settled, she tosses him a pillow. Will she tuck him in too?

No. Probably not. Poor Tek.]

[Tek would be such a happier, more cooperative creature if everyone treated him that way... and he might be on a quiet mission to achieve that with as many people as he can here.

he catches the pillow, even as loose-boned and lazy as he is right now, and stuffs it under his head.

and he's still looking over at her expectantly. like he's just calmly waiting for her slide on over.]

[Her lips purse in amusement.]

Very well, then.

[Usually they share a nest and not a bed, but it's really the same thing. After setting his vials of oil safely aside, she moves over to stretch out beside him.]

I won't be much of a guardian like this, though.

[his smirk turns a little more toward a quiet, snaky grin, but he at least tries to reign in his self-satisfaction a little bit. he doesn't want to seem too smug over the fact that she hasn't left yet.

and he goes slinking closer--much like he usually does, but... yeah, it is a little bit different in a bed.]

Oh, I have faith in your abilities.

[It is her room, so this really isn't much of a victory for him in her opinion. She's looking at him as though he's a patient still, someone here for help, and now that he's spent all that time purring and coming very close to snuggling her like an affectionate pet, it's difficult to take those grins seriously.]

I think that's the first time you've ever said anything like that to me.

[it's some kind of victory in his mind, and that's all that matters.]

Is it? ...Well, my thoughts on it would be obvious, I'd think.

[When he puts it like that, it's difficult not to think about the reasons why. And that, of course, leads her to thinking about the last time he was feeling unwell again.]

How often does this happen to you?

[ah, well. his smile fades, somewhat.

or it's at least not quite as open of an expression as it was.]

...Well, that depends. I'm not supposed to spend as much time like this as I do. So, every few months... I start to pay for it.

[That won't do. She reaches out to him, slips her fingers into his hair to brush it gently back from his face.]

Would it help to... [There's a pause there, because she's trying to find a less blunt way to say turn the fuck into a goddamn dragon.] To not use that form more often? There must be some way to release the tension that builds from staying in this form.

[she's touching him again, and she asks the wrong question. though, at least the smirk comes back.

he shifts over, rolling up onto his elbows a bit, so that he's looking at her from a better angle.]

I've told you once some of the things that can help.

[She can't help it, that gets a quick grin from her as she moves her fingers to right behind the ear that's augment free. Skritch skritch skritch.]

Did you think that would work now when it didn't before?

[he grins back, with sharp little teeth--which is lucky, maybe, with how something like this could have gone any other time. as it is right now, he seems more or less undaunted.

he settles even closer as he tilts his head to one side, so she can scratch more at his neck.]

You asked.

[She'll just slide her fingertips along the side of his neck, then, since that's apparently where he wants her hand.]

I thought you might have something more productive to say.

[he really, really likes her playing over the sensitive skin of his neck. it's distracting--he lets his eyes fall closed for the span of a breath--and it's really not helping convince him to stay on the topic she wants to talk about.]

...Like how I've been giving it more thought? Oh, I have plenty to say on that.

[just as intent, but more rational this time. that fever is still quietly burning, but it isn't making him feel nearly as desperate as she'd seen him before.]

I might have picked up on that.

[Because he has his moments, like today, when he is the exact opposite of subtle.]

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