it's not our fault it's an april mingle

[ladybro]

Who: S.S. Blameless
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Yes, for crew-mates and any visitors!
When: Month of April

[ aww mingle, no. ]

Comments

[beathach]

Not yet. [because of course Hank is looking for a way. He'll always look] But as of right now, no.

[precedented]

Hmm. Curious.

[ It's always interesting what allowances the powers that be make. ]

[beathach]

That's one word for it.

[precedented]

Yes, I imagine your words might be decidedly less polite about the situation.

[beathach]

I was going to say "annoying", but - mm, I can think of a few less polite terms.

[precedented]

I thought you might.

[ He rolls his shoulders, the wormskin rippling. ]

[beathach]

Mm, but it's only a temporary annoyance.

[precedented]

All annoyances do tend to be temporary. If we let them become permanent, they will never leave.

[beathach]

That's a good way to put it, mm.

[precedented]

I'm very profound.

[beathach]

Heh, so I've noticed.

But - I'll leave you to your - exercises? I should eat something before I end up forgetting again.

[precedented]

Is that something you do often?

[beathach]

I have a habit of getting caught up in whatever I'm working on.

[so, yes]

[precedented]

[ He clicks his tongue. ]

A dangerous habit, that one.

[beathach]

[he shrugs a shoulder, looking sheepish]

I like working.

[precedented]

At the expense of living?

[beathach]

Er - no, of course not. I don't - starve myself or anything.

[is he being scolded, is this what's happening]

[precedented]

I never said otherwise.

[ Or did he. It's hard to tell with Leto. ]

[beathach]

[it doesn't help that he looks a lot like Charles and he . . . thinks it's scolding anyway. He clears his throat]

Right, no, you didn't.

[precedented]

It's not in my nature to chastise anyway. I prefer to let people decide for themselves.

[beathach]

It sounded close enough that you reminded me of all the other chastising I get. [but he shrugs, smiling] Generally people do. The more stubborn ones, at least.

[precedented]

Ah, from Charles Xavier?

[ It's fascinating, having someone who looks like him so closely. ]

[beathach]

Mmm. We're good friends, so - it happens.

[precedented]

Am I anything like him? Ah, but such questions cannot be answered so soon.

[beathach]

[he shrugs a shoulder]

I've noticed some differences - not bad ones, just different. [a little amused] You look younger than him, for one. Younger than when I met him.