[snuggle up real close everyone]

[cephalon]

Who: The fair crew and visitors of the Windrose
Action: Aboard the Windrose
When: May

[It's a mingle! Make friendly everyone~]

Comments

[mistyday]

[Oh, how her face lights up and she smiles real big. Quick though she may be to anger, she’s quick to love too.]

Of course you can call me friend!

[cephalon]

[Her smile is contagious, and he can't help but beam back. It's such a very human expression, but it feels right.]

Ordis has never had friends. He is delighted to call you the first.

[mistyday]

I know a little something about what that's like - I ain't ever had very many friends either.

[cephalon]

Then Ordis shall be an additional plus one to that number.

[mistyday]

[Still smiling brightly, Misty bounces out her chair and comes towards him with her arms open before coming to a stop. Remember what Vision said - she can't expect Ordis to react the same way she would to things. So she drops her arms and instead gently asks:]

Ordis, would you be okay if I gave you a hug?

[cephalon]

Oh- [What a question that is; certainly he's aware of such forms of comraderie and affection, but it's entirely different to be faced with them. There's a definite grateful pang at her questioning though, it at least gives him forewarning to prepare himself.]

Ordis will try. Nothing ventured, nothing gained...right? That is the other colloquialism.

[mistyday]

Oh good!

[She throws her arms enthusiastically around his shoulders.]

I love hugs!

[cephalon]

[Oh that-

that's a lot more enthusiastic than he'd been expecting. It's momentarily overwhelming, and he freezes at the sensation of her arms around him, but moment by moment he wills himself to relax.]

They do appear to be a favorable way of human communication.

[mistyday]

[Misty is not a woman to be moderate in her emotions, be they positive or negative. Stepping out of the hug, she giggles a little.]

You got a funny way of puttin' stuff, Ordis.

[cephalon]

Nonsense. Ordis has a perfectly reasonable way of putting things.

[mistyday]

Well, either way, I like it.