mingle mangle

[takeabow]

Who: anyone!
Broadcast: why not!
Action: sure!
When: Whenever!

[ what are you up to, flooters? passing the time playing cribbage? watching Die Hard with a Vengeance, or maybe trying to repair friendships and perceptions of people that were dashed by invasive dreamscapes?

This is a mingle, so enjoy! ]

Comments

[takeabow]

Not my comm, no.

[ not that specifically, anyway ]

Is that song supposed to be something you know?

[tothefly]

Supposed to be. But they've butchered it, and it's not relevant anyway, so I'd really prefer it just stopped.

[Heading for the kitchen, Nova's welcome to come along for the ride.]

[takeabow]

[ yeah, she'll come ]

It kind of sounds relevant...

[tothefly]

Does it? I don't think so. There've been enough augment glitches lately, maybe this is just a comm glitch.

[Rummaging around the kitchen, she grabs a stock pot and starts filling it with water, dropping the comm in to get covered. It continues to play as the pot fills, if a little garbled by the running water.]

[takeabow]

You just seem really annoyed. That's all.

Aren't you going to need that?

[tothefly]

Evidently not, if we're all going to be stuck here.

[Anyway, the water doesn't seem to be having much effect at all. It just keeps...burbling away...]

[takeabow]

Maybe we can just... walk away.

[tothefly]

You might be on to something.

Not like there's anything specifically personal on there. And not like I can lose the thing. Every morning I wake up, it's in the same spot. Whether or not I put it there.

[takeabow]

Worth a try?

[tothefly]

[Shrug.]

May as well.

[Heading for the door, she doesn't bother looking back at the device still chirping its song.]

Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt whatever you were doing.

[takeabow]

Luckily, I wasn't doing anything.

You're not going to explain to me what that was, are you.

[tothefly]

Doesn't matter, really. Just another useless reminder of how long I've been stuck here. If I'm lucky, I won't be here next year and we can avoid doing this all over again.

[takeabow]

So... birthday. Or some anniversary.

[tothefly]

Something like that. Think they're off by a few days. Either that, or the calendar here doesn't exactly sync up.

Either way, it isn't exactly a day I celebrate.

[takeabow]

I can understand that.

[tothefly]

Birthdays are just another day. Guess some people here might disagree. The pony, for instance.

[takeabow]

...Pony?

[tothefly]

You know. Bright yellow, about three feet tall, four legs. Wears a polo shirt, has an unreasonable love of the accordion.

[All delivered with a perfectly straight face. Hard to tell if she's kidding. She wishes she was kidding.]

[takeabow]

I missed the pony.

[tothefly]

He's hard to miss. I'm sure if you just step out there in the common room and whisper "party" he'll pop right up. Just like Bloody Mary, only with a rubber chicken.

[takeabow]

I will... take a pass on that one for now.

[tothefly]

Knew you seemed like a smart one.

[takeabow]

Thanks, but don't give me too much credit.

[tothefly]

I'll try. Not like I've got much else to spend my credit on, around here.

[Not much of a joke, but hey. Work with what you've got.]

[takeabow]

...That was terrible.