{i think you know too much, but the mind knows what the mouth wants}

[brokencopy]

Who: B; anyone who happens to be on the SS Heron
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: All over the Heron.
When: Januaryish ... all month, if you like.

{This is a ship mingle! Come get your socialization on.}

Comments

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[survives]

[She doesn't even try to be silent as she enters the kitchen. Everyone always seems to be able to tell when she's entered a room here anyway.

Instead, she just waves when she comes in, making sure to smile.]

Soooo. What are you playing there?

[reconstitution]

[ It's very easy to tell whenever Leanne is mobile. She sounds similar to an entire army clomping into the kitchen. He's relieved, honestly. Winter is able to at least prepare himself for when she does enter the room.

He looks down to the game and the deck of cards in his hand, back to her face. ]

Solitaire.

[survives]

Solitaire, huh?

[One game she's never had the patience to learn.

She moves a little closer, eyes narrowed in thought.]

You don't get bored playing it?

[--Okay, maybe that wasn't the right thing to ask.]

[reconstitution]

It's good for focus.

[ What he doesn't say is that it helps with the errant thoughts. While he's comfortable enough around most of the crew now, he still doesn't go too much out of his way to socialize with them. ]

I don't think so, no.

[survives]

I guess it would be... [It's partly said to herself and she shakes her head, before looking back up at Winter.] You've gotta really concentrate if you're gonna win this game.

[Can people even win at solitaire?? Probably better not to ask.]

You've gotta be way more focused than me.

[reconstitution]

Staying focused helps.

[ He's not going to elaborate upon that at all. Helps with what? Dealing with the crippling idleness of space? Helps with taxes? BEES?? ]

[survives]

[Her vote's going to BEES.]

I guess so. And I guess... [She huffs out a laugh.] It's not really a bad thing to do when we're on the ship. It's not like our jobs take that much time.

[She gets bored okay.]

[reconstitution]

No, I suppose not.

[ He really hasn't used his augment's skill yet, and wonders if that will eventually bite him in the ass. Knowing his luck, it probably will. ]

[survives]

[A pause and she folds her arms behind her back. Yeah, she's still pretty lost on the whole augment thing.

Speaking of...]

Sooo... Does that mean this is what you do whenever you don't have work to do? I-I'm not sure what you've gotta do for it anyway, but...

[A shake of her head. Never mind.]

[reconstitution]

No, this is just what I'm doing right now. I do other things, too.

[ He's pretty sure he's never lifted a finger to actually use his augment.. ]

[survives]

Are they more fun than solitaire?

[--Wait. Wait. Maybe that wasn't the right thing to say.]

Um. [A laugh.] B-but you don't have to do anything [The next two words are in an exaggerated, gruff voice, complete with air quotes,] more fun or... anything...

[reconstitution]

I don't know if they're 'more fun', just.. different. I read, I exercise.

[ He flips another card before placing it on one of the piles. ]

[survives]

They sound more fun to me...

[What does she know

--Wait, wait, no, she was going to try not to say he does boring things again, oh no.]

But, I-I. Um. Those are all great things! Totally!

[reconstitution]

I'm not allowed to do most things like this back home.

[ He offers the slight shrug of a shoulder in reply. She can have other likes, that's not bad. ]

[survives]

[She grimaces, shaking her head quickly.

Sheesh, what kind of place does he come from? Even back in Aetersyl she could have done those things if she wanted to.]

Seriously? That's... That sucks.

Never?

[reconstitution]

A weapon doesn't need to do anything but be a weapon.

[ He flips another card, putting it in the discard pile. ]

They put me to sleep when I wasn't on a mission.

[ Taking out details, but that's pretty much it.. ]

[survives]

A weapon?! Are you serious? But you're just...

[Okay, okay, never mind. Wherever he's from definitely has to be miles and miles worse than Aetersyl.

She frowns, shaking her head again.]

Can... Can I ask you what kind of place you're from?

[reconstitution]

I'm aware. They didn't care, I wasn't to them.

[ He pauses to look at her, that frown still firmly in place. ]

I'm from Earth.

[survives]

[There it is again. Earth. Sure are a lot of people on the Fleet from that world.]

Earth sounds terrible... [It's almost a mumble, and she's fully aware she has no room to talk about coming from somewhere bad, but...

Well.]

I'm... sorry. That shouldn't have happened.

[And... that was totally not what she wanted to say.]

[reconstitution]

I'm sure all of it isn't bad. I just didn't get to see much of the good.

[ He shakes his head. ]

It shouldn't have, but it did. [ ... ] I'd be dead if it hadn't; not sure which is better. If they hadn't had me, they would have found someone else.

[survives]

[Leanne breathes out a sigh, folding her hands together. Well, when he puts it that way...]

Dying or being with people like that isn't really much of a choice, huh? Especially if they just had other people...

[That's almost uncomfortably familiar. Not that she knows anything about being treated like he was, but...

Well. She shrugs a shoulder.] Anyway. Maybe you'll get to see more of Earth later.

[reconstitution]

It doesn't matter if I do right now. I'm seeing other places here.

[ For now, being stuck is fine. It's an even enough trade-off. ]

[survives]

[She smiles, just slightly.] I guess you've got a point. Seeing other planets has gotta be so much cooler than only seeing what's on your planet.

[reconstitution]

It's been interesting.

..I liked the moon a lot.

[survives]

[She grins.] Good! You're already seeing really awesome places.

I really liked it, too, though. It was a lot of fun, huh?