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

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda's smile becomes more reassuring and her tone more comforting, as she tries to shake off the gloom that had started to hang over her.]

I am sure you both will be reunited again.

[thebloodseal]

I know we will. Even if I have to wait til I go back home, we'll see each other again.

Fin?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda smiles encouragingly and nods her head. She then begins to walk over to a vacant punching bag nearby, ready to begin her own practice. Before she starts though, she looks over at Alphonse.]

You and your brother are both lucky to have each other.

[She then turns back to the bag and begins the routine that Jim has been teaching her.]

<3

[thebloodseal]

We really are. Have a good workout! [And on that cheerful note, Al readjusts and starts on his forms once again.]