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Who: Anyone who wants in on the aftermath of a sort-of-murder*.
Broadcast: Maybe some!
Action: It varies!
When: After a couple people had a Very Bad Day.

[so, on the Station, there was a bit of a fight involving a couple of elves and a demi-god, and someone got their heart crushed (quite literally).

the audience loved it! ratings skyrocketed! and there's probably some good gossip to be had.

if anyone wants to catch the participants after it's all over, or wants a place to hold their own conversations or interactions related in any way to the aftermath, this is the place to do it.]

[[OOC: said murder is here (contains mild gore and the cheery topic of slavery/owning people, just as a warning).]]

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[he nods to answer, and then just... jams the heels of his hands against his eyes, fingers curling.]

--I should have just kept my stupid mouth shut.

I'm sure whatever you said couldn't have been bad enough to warrant that kind of reaction.

[ ... Right? ]

[he... doesn't answer.]

...

[ That's not a good sign haha. But there are very few things she can think of that would actually mean Robin deserved what was coming to him ...

Either way, Nel isn't at fault here. Poor baby Nel. So she'll just pull him into a ~~boob~~hug to comfort him ]

It'll be alright.

[hugs are weird. people don't often give him hugs for no reason, unless they're girls he works with.

and he's always liked those. girls give the best hugs.

so, after a moment of tension and defense, he just kind of... falls apart.

she's going to have elftears all over her shirt.]

[ That's what she's there for! And hey, she can always get another shirt. She'll just hold him, gently rubbing his back while he lets it all out :( ]

[there's a lot there. he doesn't cry often--especially the sort where other people can easily hear and see him. those episodes come few and far between.

he's been away from home for about a year now though, and it's all just catching up to him now. everything making a break for it while his defenses are down.

so... he feels pretty gross and horrible once he can finally catch his breath and pull away a little.]

Ugh... I'm sorry I'm such a mess...

[ She looks at him with a reassuring, almost motherly smile ]

Sometimes you've just gotta let it all out. It's okay.

[ugh stop being so nice to him. it's weird.]

I promise I'm not normally like this...

[ NEVER ]

... Nel, of course you aren't. [ she dabs at his face again. They've been on the same ship for months now, of course she knows he's not normally like this! ] But it's not good for you to keep it all bottled up, either.

Ugh, it's gross.

[he can't help it. he's vain to his last breath. and he wipes at his own face again, if only because being doted on is beginning to make him feel even more self-conscious.]

I hate crying.

[ It hits her that she's pretty sure she said that exact same line to someone else before ... ]

Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.

[ Except Robin, to make him feel bad ]

Thanks.

[which, sadly, he really means. he'd love to just hide all of this away where no one will ever see it, so any help in that regard is appreciated.

and after wiping off his own face again, continuing to catch his breath until he's mostly only left with wet eyes and hiccups, he... just kind of stands there, looking defeated.]

...Sorry. I just... don't know what to do right now.

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