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Who: Everybody who hates this moon! And a few that don't!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: The Good Ship Iskaulit
When: Throughout the Toxic Moon event

[Y'all, Misty can't be the only one who hates this place, so let's all gather on the Iskaulit, safe from all that dark and rot down on the polluted moon and have ourselves a good time!

(Or at least, a pollution-free time).

A list of establishments on the Iskaulit can be found here!]

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[Misty doesn't see the little boy right away, absorbed as she is in her song (specifically "Down to the River to Pray"). Her voice is pretty, yet untrained, though she sings the song as if she's been singing it her whole life. She sings as she makes the tea, sings as she sets out some pillows to kneel on, sings as she lights a few candles. It's when she's fluffing up one of the pillows that she sees Takeshi and gives him a bright smile.]

Well hey there! Whatcha doin'?

[A-ah! He's been spotted! It's enough to remind himself that he's much braver than he used to be two years ago — and then some! He's a fighter, and he'll be a superhero like his father someday, and it'd really be so mean to not reply back to a lady who seems nice and sunny. He steps forward, determined.]

I... I was spying on everyone!

[He gives a slightly apologetic bow.]

Sorry, miss! I shoulda' said hi instead, but I got nervous, because I never did this kinda stuff before.

[Spyin' huh? What a cute kid.]

That's all right. Sometimes it's scary doin' something new isn't it? If you wanna know a secret, since you're a spy and all, I don't got it all figured out yet what I'm doing here either.

[Ah...!]

R-really? You don't? But you're so good! You sing real great and give people drinks.

I bet they're great, too.

Well that's real sweet of you! But [She squats down to his level] Grown-ups gotta learn stuff all the time too. I'm fillin' in for a friend who is sick, so I just gotta do my best 'til he gets back. And that's the important part: tryin', even if you're not so sure.

Edited 2016-04-11 18:16 (UTC)

Oh...!! Ohhhh!

[He stands a little straighter, clearing his throat before saying carefully:]

If at first you don't succeed, try-try-try again!

S'long as you always do your best, you're a winner.

[Dear Lord, she almost can't handle how cute he is.]

That's right! So how about it? You wanna come in?

[He blinks, glancing around the small center.]

I get to come in, too?

[He had... assumed it was grown-up stuff. Though it's not common that someone his height is around, that's true enough. But even so - he can come in and do that stuff?]

Edited 2016-04-20 08:42 (UTC)

‘Course! Everyone’s welcome here.

Th... Thanks!!

[... Ah wait.]

What should I do first? S'there rules??

No rules, except you gotta be respectful of everyone who comes in here, and stay quiet while they're doin' what they need to do.

Respectful! I can do that. I prayed at graves before; is it that kinda respect?

You got it exactly right.

[Smart little thing, ain't he?]

What's your name, anyway? I'm Misty.

Oh, Misty! I'm Takeshi! I'm from Japan.

[He hands out a hand, trying to give her a handshake. Very proper!!

He learned lots of stuff from grown-ups. Well, the less stupid ones, mkay.]

Edited 2016-04-28 08:55 (UTC)

Nice to meet you, Takeshi. [She takes his hand, shaking it gently.] Japan, huh? I'm from America. I've never been to Japan, but I sure would like to go.

I wouldn't go right now -- not where I'm from!

[He leans in, as if to tell her a secret.]

Everything's pretty bad, where I'm from.

[Misty frowns.]

I'm sorry to hear that. But you're okay, right?

Mm... Yeah, M'okay.

[He thinks about it, for a moment. It feels like it's been forever since he was home. To be fair, two years out of seven away is a pretty damn big percentage for someone his age. It's over a fourth of his damn life.]

I just miss my dad from earth... He adopted me! A-and he takes care of me.

But he's stuck somewhere else.

Oh honey, that's real tough, ain't it? We can pray together for your daddy, if you like.

Would that be okay?

'Cus... I'd like that. I'd like it a real lot.

Of course it's okay! C'mere!

[She kneels on one of the pillows, then pats the one next to her for him to sit.]

Do you know any prayers already?

Um, not really — I kinda learned once before, when my friend Chase died, but I can't... remember the words very good.

[That was in the other ship. The one before the fleet, before this universe.

Chase was his friend. His first real friend who was a kid, too.

He misses her sometimes.]

That's all right. You just gotta speak from the heart, don't matter if it's not official-soundin'. So just close your eyes and put your hands together like this - [She clasps her hands together to demonstrate] and say whatever you're worried about. I'll help you if you get stuck.

[He very slowly puts his hands together, too. It's a familiar motion, but he also worries about doing it right regardless.]

I... Okay! Um.

[Closing his eyes, he sighs softly.]

Please keep Heather and Mr. Ned safe; they're like parents to me, and I miss them...!

And... Please make sure my bear Hoi Hoi... has a lot of tasty bamboo... in Heaven...

[She waits a moment, to see if he adds anything else, before adding her own bits.]

And thank you for introducin' me to Takeshi today and keep us safe too and help us to help each other.