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[mistyday]

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!]

Comments

[throwsdown]

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

[mistyday]

You got it exactly right.

[Smart little thing, ain't he?]

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

[throwsdown]

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.]

[mistyday]

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.

[throwsdown]

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.

[mistyday]

[Misty frowns.]

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

[throwsdown]

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.

[mistyday]

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

[throwsdown]

Would that be okay?

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

[mistyday]

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?

[throwsdown]

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.]

[mistyday]

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.

[throwsdown]

[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...

[mistyday]

[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.

[throwsdown]

Yeah!! Thanks for new friends!

[THAT'S SUPER IMPORTANT, TOO. HOW COULD HE FORGET!]

[mistyday]

[She can't help but smile as she asks him:]

Is there anything else you wanna add?

[throwsdown]

Hmmm...

And... Oh! If you feel very very very nice, please send us ice-cream cones!

With some mochi! Lots of mochi!

[mistyday]

[Misty smiles and opens her eyes. That sounds like a good place to end.]

Amen!