At least there's no elevator music...

[thespaceopera]

[At least two weeks have passed since the Drift Fleet passengers woke up on this strange wing of the Marsiva... Some new passengers have even joined the group instead of being Shuffled off to a fleet ship! The large monitor in the central room remains quiet for now, so how is everyone holding up?

Have you been relaxing? Enjoying the Earth media? If you can even remember them, how have Calibrations been treating you? Has anyone started getting a little stir-crazy?

Don't worry... This ship has no shortage of mysteries, and you'll be seeing a few more soon.]


ooc: here's another mingle for the current game event! players can start or continue threads here from any point during the event. the additional setting information is still being postponed due to sickly mods, but y'all are welcome to post additional topcomments for reactions and investigation once it's up!

Comments

[geonomy]

Nah, it's fine.

[Now that Allen's leaning against him like this, Clay wraps his free arm around his shoulders and presses a kiss to his forehead. He still feels like he's trying to recover from a fever, and Clay will have to do something about that soon, but right now? He'd rather Allen be feeling mentally better before anything else.]

That whole thing was meant for anyone else to pick up if they needed it. I even got a few people here to start doing it.

[Granted, one of them isn't here anymore, but he won't bring that up.]

You're Allen Walker. You'll keep walking. And you'll be fine. Even if you don't think so at first, the more you keep saying it, the more you start to believe that things will be okay, you know?

[save_the_souls]

[Allen watches him, taking in the words that he was hearing. He was touched to hear Clay repeat his own mantra. To keep hearing him reassure him in a way that he could believe. Even if he still felt the pulls of fear and discouragement, he still felt so safe and comforted just being here with Clay, in his arms.]

Ah...I wonder what I did to deserve you.

[Since Lord, did he feel lucky to have this man in his life.]

[geonomy]

Come on, you did nothing but be yourself.

[Clay doesn't think someone should do something to deserve someone else, after all. They're both imperfect people; they just happen to fit together in a good way, in one that works.

He tilts his head to rest it against Allen's, a little smile on his face as he settles a bit. He'll stay for as long as Allen needs him, until he feels like getting up and walking on his own again.]

Take as long as you need.

[save_the_souls]

[He can't help but smile a little at Clay's words. He hadn't fully meant that as a bash against himself. Still, he'll tease a little]

Now who's the charmer?

[There's a slight nod at the second part, settling against Clay as he takes those words to heart. He won't need too long, but still...it's good, to just take a moment before he has to start moving again]

[geonomy]

Psh. I was always the charmer.

[Even if he hadn't meant it as a bash, might as well nip that sort of sentiment in the bud early anyway. Now that Allen's settled more against him, Clay traces his fingers up and down against Allen's upper arm, doing what he can to give him a comfortable, loving environment.]

[save_the_souls]

[That gets a snort. Those fingers definitely feel pretty relaxing]

Ah, right. My mistake.