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Who: Anyone! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On the FLOOT LOOP stations! Or the planet!
When: WHENEVER time is an illusion.

[you know the drill! this is a mingle for the stations floating around the bizarre forest planet, or the forest planet itself!

want to get away from the forest illusions? are you stopping for supplies? were you just really craving a bowl of Floot Loops for some reason? whether you are backdating for pre-planet shenanigans or just want to mess around, this is the post for you!]

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[ANSWERING HIS COMMUNICATOR.]

Nel? What's up?

--Robin!

[completely distressed, he pretty much wheezes out the word.]

I'm so sorry. There's a guy coming for you! I didn't mean to get you in trouble, and I don't know what to do now, and...

[ugh just strike him down where he's standing.]

Hey, hey. Calm down.

[oooooh boy, okay. he's just going to put down what he was working on, stand up, start crossing his ship.]

Who is it?

[it's kind of choppy as he's pacing now, looking around and freaking out, so his mouth isn't always perfectly aligned with the communicator]

This elf guy. He's got a lot of tattoos and he's really angry, and...

Robin, I'm sorry...

[annnnd there he goes. choking on tears.]

[what could Nel have told him? Nel doesn't know anything about him. he only knows Robin as his master, not a... oh. tattoos. tattoos for ownership. he grabs his gloves and opens the ship door.]

Hey, calm down. It's going to be okay.

[he probably isn't looking, but Robin flashes him a good smile anyway.]

I didn't get through all those bad parts of Nor just for some guy to ruin my day. I'll give you a call later, okay? Keep your communicator with you.

But he's coming to kill you!

[yeeeah, not calming down. just looping in circles.]

Yeah, I know. I'm not gonna die, Nel.

[he says this like Nel's just being silly, worrying too much.]

But he's really mad...

[buhh and that's the only words he can really get out around the freaking out. starting to hyperventilate a little, but he's at least trying to level that out.]

I heard you. Don't worry.

[there there, sweet Nel. he's walking fast, away from his ship.]

You did really good, telling me.

Be careful, okay?

[yeah, he's so on the verge of a fullblown panic attack.]

Don't let anything happen, okay??

[because what if something happens to him and Nel will be left all alone all alone]

I won't let anything happen. I promise.

Now get back to your ship, Nel. Hang out in there for a while.

[he sniffles and hiccups until he can use words again.]

...Are you sure?

[but... it's not like there's anything he can actually do to help. he's powerless.]

Yeah. I'm really sure.

[he's a tear-streaked, snotty mess. and so the thought of going somewhere, where other people are, momentarily slows him down enough to nod. he should pull himself together, maybe. if he can. if it's possible.]

...O-okay.

All right. I'll get in touch in a little bit.

[and he's gonna have to hang up on him because he is going to run into an angry tattooed elf any second now.]

[RING RING YO PHONE IS GOING OFF]

[RIGHT. he was supposed to be listening for this thing!

there is still a big ol' delay... but at least he's scrambling for it when he does pick it up.]

--Robin?

[boy he looks like he's spent hours crying and being miserable.]

Hey, Nel...

[Robin, on the other hand, does not look dead. so that's a thing.]

Can you come outside your ship for a minute?

...You're okay?

[he probably heard what Robin's instructing him to do. but he's asking this instead anyway.]

Yeah, I'm okay. [...there, he's got a smile for him.] Not a scratch or anything.

[he nods, after a bit. he rubs his face, trying to drum up the will to move and face the fact that the rest of the world still exists.]

Are you here? ...Should I come out right now?

Yeah, I'm outside. I bet I could knock on your window...

[if, you know, the bunk rooms had windows. or wherever he is.]

Now would be good.

[oh... okay. it finally really gets through to him that Robin is there right now, and this is very much a right-now kind of thing.

it gets him up and moving. he nods but doesn't think to say anything beyond that before he shuts off the communicator and slinks his way outside.

when the cargo door comes down, he's there in bare feet, with a bedsheet still wadded around his upper body and held close. he didn't think to leave it behind.]

[he's waiting for him... even takes a step up onto the ramp before it goes down all the way, just to meet him part of the way there.

he hadn't quite had the time to worry about him until now, but... Gods is he glad to see that Nel looks all right, aside from all the crying he must have done.]

Hey, Nel. Come here.

[Robin was the one who was hunted down, but Nel definitely looks like he's the one in the most trouble here.

because it's all his fault. the whole thing is his fault.

so, even though he is incredibly relieved to see Robin alive and whole... he hangs his head and goes slinking over when Robin summons him.]

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