SS Pathstone Mingle

[heresyandlace]

Who: Crew and visitors of the SS Passive Aggressive Pathstone
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Aboard the ship
When: All February!

[with how good everyone on this ship is at settling differences, getting along, acting rationally, and sharing their things, this month will go by without any ripples.

the audience will be so bored. there isn't ever any drama on this ship. at all. it's great.]

Comments

[killedwithlove]

I know. But you still need sleep. And if you're tired or weary, it'll help.

[dirth]

And what will you do, Cole, as I slumber my life away?

[killedwithlove]

What I usually do. What I did when you weren't here at all. Talk to people. Talk to Pathstone. Help soothe Elize's dreams.

[dirth]

And you will take care of yourself? [ Because he is concerned, even if he is quiet and careful about it. ]

[killedwithlove]

... I don't understand.

[He didn't eat or sleep. There's nothing to have to fight here. How is he meant to look after himself?]

[dirth]

Make sure you are happy. Entertained. Peaceful. That nothing is worrying or hurting you.

[ Because Solas is protective, and dangerous, and would hurt anyone that harmed Cole. ]

[killedwithlove]

I don't really feel happy often, but I am content here.

I might go back into the station to find someone to help. You still need sleep, pressure behind my eyes, heavy weight behind the neck.

[dirth]

Content is as good a beginning as any, I think. [ Solas watches him, considering, before he nods his head. Even he can admit that he is a little tired, and he already misses the memories and dreams of the Fade - and he wonders, absently, how long it will be this time. ] There are some weights that sleep cannot heal, but I shall try.

[killedwithlove]

I know, Solas.

[His gaze is clear and sharp.]

You changed while you were gone. So did I. I'm not the same person or spirit. I'm more of both.

[dirth]

[ Solas pauses, hesitant for a moment, before he turns his gaze away. ]

I apologise. I was underestimating your strength.

[killedwithlove]

[Cole comes close enough to flutter a brief kiss to Solas's bowed head and then he's at the doorway.]

You don't need to apologise. But thank you.

[And he's gone in another curl of smoke before he can face consequences.]