driftfleet | mingle bells, mingle bells, mingle all the way...

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mingle bells, mingle bells, mingle all the way...

Who: The SS First Breath & any visitors!
Broadcast: Nah.
Action: All over the First Breath!
When: Throughout the month of March.

[ it's a march mingle! let's rub shoulders yo. ]

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-- what? No I haven't.

[ he doesn't know why he's even arguing this, except for the fact that her statement feels impossible. he reaches up, lightly pressing one hand between her shoulderblades. ]

I'd know if I was asleep for weeks.

[ angles her head up at his ]

How would you know? Check your comm if you don't believe me.

You couldn't wake me up?

[ he'll check it, but in a second. he's not letting go of her just yet. ]

No. I just slept in another room. It got... weird.

[ you were kind of corpse-like, dude ]

Oh.

[ he pauses for a moment, agonizing over whether or not that's something he should apologize for or not, before he seems to abruptly remember- ]

I made up with Scott!

[ she pulls back from him a bit, to get a clearer look and be like :? dude? ]

Oh.

That's good.

[ and he'll just be grinning down at her, still weirdly groggy from sleeping for so long. ]

And my dad's okay.

[ this is literally the best he's felt since arriving on the fleet. ]

[ she's still confused about all of this but she tries to put on a good face. she IS relieved, but that's like only a part of the emotions she's feeling ]

Really? I'm glad to hear that. I know you were worried.

I got memories while I was asleep, I guess. Or maybe after? I don't know, it's confusing.

[ he's shaking his head dismissively, mostly just because the details don't matter to him. ]

Yeah. It is. But I'm glad things worked out.

[ she's going to step back to return to her cereal ]

[ he rubs at his eye with the back of his hand, sort of just drifting around to follow her. ]

So... what'd I miss?

[ offers her cereal to him ]

We're docked on a station. I went shopping with Octavia, and there's a really, really nice park down there.

Park?

[ he'll try to take the spoon to take a bite of the cereal, but his head is also going to jerk over to the wall, like he's hoping a window will materialize that will let him see the park up close.

the spoon is still hanging out of his mouth. ]

I wanna go to the park.

[ you're such a nerd. some of her nervousness melts ]

We can go to the park.

Actually I think I bruised something. Octavia made me fall out of a tree.

[ he makes a pleased noise at that, going for another bite of her cereal. ]

How'd she do that?

I might have been throwing acorns at her head from a tree. She might have thrown a knife in my general direction as a result.

[ he's going to putter around to the cabinets, finally deciding to make his own bowl of food. ugh, he's so hungry. ]

That seems a little... disproportionate.

[ goes back to eating her cereal. THIS MEANS THEY'RE PRACTICALLY MARRIED ]

She didn't know it was me.

So she's throwing knives at strangers too?

[ he's giving her a critical look. ]

That's even worse.

[ shrugs ]

She's from a pretty tough place. And she wasn't aiming to kill. I just overreacted.

Still.

[ whoops he's dribbling some milk. he hastily wipes at his mouth with the back of his sleeve. ]

Whoops. That was gross, sorry. Uh - ask her not to do that again, though, please.

It's really not that big of a deal?

[ shrugs. normal people are weird ]

But yeah, I will. She dragged me shopping after that, anyway. I grabbed some things for you.

[ casual-like ]