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[nulliverse]

Who: Celeste Blackwell and the fleet
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Can be found sulking around the SS Golden kitchen
When: Feb 6, evening

[The last time this girl appeared on the network, she was in quite a hot rage, so it might be odd to see her looking quiet and pensive now. Sad, despite a slight smile, to those who really look closely.]

I've been away for awhile - don't ask, I don't quite understand it myself - but apparently I've come back just in time for Valentine's Day to be around the corner. And normally I'd be the last person to bring up something like this, but...

[But what? She doesn't say, just asks her question.]

... have you ever been in love? What were they like? What really made you think "My god, this is the one" when there are so many other people out there who might've been just as good? And I mean, if you're in love right now and you still want to answer, it needn't be past tense. I suppose - I just don't quite understand this either, I never have, but that doesn't stop it from happening.

[She appears to be at a loss for a moment, before shaking her head and chuckling to herself.]

My mates would laugh themselves sick if they could hear me now.

[And that's all.]

Comments

[nulliverse]

I can hardly tell. You were getting very intense for a moment there, so it was my first guess.

[precedented]

That, I'm afraid, is my natural disposition.

[nulliverse]

It is not. You can be perfectly pleasant at times. It's just harder to suss you out when you do get intense.

[precedented]

Were there so many times to guess from? Though there isn't much difference between pleasant and intense. They do tend to intermingle.

Or was I not intense earlier?

[nulliverse]

There are levels, then. That was a particularly high one. I will admit that you are, on the whole, more intense than most people I've met.

Or maybe intense is the wrong word entirely. I seem to be forming a habit of choosing the wrong words with you, unless you're also hopelessly pedantic.

[precedented]

Words are important. My father could kill with a word. Carefully placed, he could manipulate, deceive, coax out of the strongest of men. I know of others with similar gifts.

There are no wrong words, but words are heavy. Too heavy to use without restraint.

[ Language, how it is used, how it is spoken, given, must never be used lightly. Ever word is a bond, every sentence, a hushed promise twined with fingers, existing in the space between. ]