it's a-me, a-mingle-o

[ishere]

Who: SS Bishop crew and visitors!
Broadcast: N/A!
Action: On the ship!
When: Anytime in Sept and... until the next mingle goes up! It's a giant catch-all for shipwide shenanigans.

[ it's been a while, bishop! what's going on? ]

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[ishere]

No, uh -

[ oh, wow, this got awkward fast. ]

I'm just not really... around at home anymore. It's complicated.

[ no it's not. ]

[experiencepoints]

... If... it's too invasive, feel free to tell me to shut up. I won't pry if you don't want to talk about it.

[ishere]

No, it's just -

[ he waves one hand dismissively, glancing up. ]

I died before I really got to do much with Baymax. My robot? But Hiro promises me he's really something special.

[experiencepoints]

[Oh.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit, this got awkward, what the fuck is she supposed to do with this? Okay, obviously she shouldn't go 'shit what the fuck' out loud. That would be dumb. Even she isn't so insensitive as to ask what happened. Or to mention that if she started levelgrinding, she could probably have a spell to resurrect the dead before too long, and her best friend had it already.

It's probably telling that she's more concerned about the social ramifications of this than his... actually being dead. But still, permanent death is something she literally only learned existed a couple months before coming to the Fleet- It's been half a year at most, and it still seems alien to her in many ways. On the other hand...]

... I'm sorry. If it helps at all... I'm in the same position.