Windrose June Mingle!

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Who: SS Windrose + Visitors
Broadcast: Unlikely
Action: SS Windrose
When: June — anytime!

[Now featuring bathroom rank II for all your bathtub and and additional ten minutes of water per hour needs! We also have more and faster shuttles! Just last month we made it to actual double-sized beds for all your double-sized fun. Special features include a hanging medicinal herb garden in the cargo bay complete with bacon-flavored kelp and Officer Snuggles the resident security fox!

Please enjoy your stay. Unless you're The Stalker. There's a sandwich bag waiting for you.]

Comments

after winter!!

[pneumo]

[ Sascha tends to stop by more often now after hearing about Kitty's untimely demise, but he's tried to do a little better than just "3am" like before. Now he's moved to the new and improve 12am to start poking around, knocking on the door like a good and proper vampire, because he's learned. ]

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[She was asleep when the knock wakes her and she can't immediately tell what time it is. She's been sleeping a lot since the injury. Brains need time to rest! She sits up and notices the origami flower Winn left her so she knows he's okay. Probably in the kitchen working she thinks. He's never gone long. He hates to leave her at all, but she sleeps a lot so she encourages him to do things so he isn't getting bored. Really, she just doesn't want him trapped in his worry and thoughts.

For once Kitty is extra modest in her sleepwear with a t-shirt and long soft drawstring pants on. Her wound is cleaned and clotted. Someone with a really keen sense of smell may notice a very faint lingering scent of blood, but since it's in her hair line there's nothing much to see without closer examination.] Come in? [Kurt maybe? She hopes nothing's wrong.]

[pneumo]

[ Not Kurt, alas. Just your adoptive potato son, who peeks his head in and indeed catches a whiff of blood in the air the next time he inhales, but it doesn't set off alarm bells right away. Women tend to carry that scent around more than men in his experience.

Once a month, in fact! ]

Hi Kitty~

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Sascha, hey. [She cradles the origami flower.] How are you?

[pneumo]

I'm good. [ Bigby rolled over onto him and squished him a little, so you know. Business as usual. ]

I came to say hi~

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[She scoots over making room for him on the bed. No extra chairs in here after all.] Well, you accomplished that mission. What are you going to do now?

[pneumo]

[ Flop across the bed, obviously. At the foot rather than right beside her, inhaling the ever-familiar scent of herself and Winn from it. ]

No idea! But everyone else is asleep. [ Which is to say, he didn't bother to see if anyone else was awake because Kitty is always first on his evening rounds. ]

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Everyone? What time is it?

[pneumo]

About midnight? I think...

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That's not too late. I'm usually awake then. [Often having special alone time with Winn, but she's definitely awake for that.]

[pneumo]

[ FFFFFFFFFF ]

Is that a better time to visit than later??

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[...] Call first, but yes.

[pneumo]

Okay~ [ That, he can do! What he can also do is push himself up after a moment, and sneakily (aka not at all) scooch his way over to lying beside her. Like she allowed him to last time. ]

...You smell really tired.

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[She looks at him curiously. There is also a distinct lack of kicking him out.] You can smell that?

[pneumo]

[ That's the part he notices most--but he still nods, nostrils flaring a little as he takes another whiff. ]

And like the alcohol they use for cuts and stuff.

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[Oh, Sascha... What is the timing of this even?] I had a minor injury.

[pneumo]

Are you okay? [ I mean, she looks okay but knowing that she's been hurt as him resting on his knees. Because he's going to push himself up for a better look at her behind his shades. ]

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Yeah, sweetie, I'm fine. [Sweetie? She reaches out to gently brush his hair.] I just have to rest for a few days.

[pneumo]

[ Kitty must be injured. He's never been called that by her before. ]

What happened...?

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[Simon didn't warn her that giving pet names was part of having a concussion!]

I was in a fight with someone under the Atroma's control. I took a hit to the head.

[pneumo]

--You mean you aren't on your period????

[ i am

so sorry ]

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...

...

...

...[Could someone please just hit her in the head again?]

You can tell when...? No, never mind. We don't speak of it again. [She's never going to forget though is she? Seriously, just one good knock to the head.]

I have a slight concussion.

[pneumo]

[ That's right Kitty: he can tell when you, or anyone else on the Fleet is having their period.

You're welcome. ]

--Don't sleep!

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[She puts a hand on his shoulder and gives it a squeeze.] That's a myth. Besides, it was a couple of days ago. I would definitely need to be able to sleep by now.

[pneumo]

But...I can still smell blood. [ Isn't that a bad thing?? ]