Windrose, where the wind blows

[tothefly]

Who: Windrose crew and you, distinguished visitors!
Broadcast: Naaah.
Action: Windrose, various points in the near vicinity
When: Until we get off this frozen rock

[On New Year's Day, the crew on board the Windrose and those nearby may notice the chill as the doors to the cargo bay are left open, and their captain making quite a bit of noise as she inspects their newly expanded home away from home. This is likely to go on for a while. Feel free to come investigate, chat among yourselves, complain about the cold, etc!]

Comments

[unbearablynaive]

I am still myself, yes. It influences me--how could it not? And yet I also influence it, if you can believe that. It's not quite symbiosis, but it is similar.

As far as direct control? In truth anything is possible. Would you ever attempt to control e? I'd like to think the answer is no, but I can hardly predict the circumstances of the future that might require it.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

I would never-

[She stops herself as she realizes his point. She thinks over his words for a moment before continuing.]

I understand. [A thought occurs to her and she smiles.] Do not ever change.

[unbearablynaive]

[When he sees she gets it, he smiles and nods.]

To live is to experience change, but I do hope to see myself grow in positive ways.