Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya

[notzubats]

Who: Everybody! It's a planet mingle!
Broadcast: If You want!
Action: On the Holding Hands plant!
When: From June 23 until whenever we need a new mingle.

[At long last, the fleet has arrived to a new planet. This means it's time for a mingle guys! Get in! ]

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[beathach]

[Raven isn't the only one jaded by the world; he watched what two worlds did to the people closest to them, saw echoes of a third, and while his own experiences weren't nearly the same, they still had an effect. It's why that while he had hope, he didn't - couldn't - exactly believe that hope was the only thing they needed. One only had to look at his upbringing to see why he feels that way, even now not able to trust a world that still wasn't sure what to think of them. Still Hank, but with a slightly different outlook upon the world.

He isn't going anywhere, and he focuses on his feelings for her as well, even if there's a faint sense of something in the background, now. Nothing bad, but it's hard to put a word to, now that he's seen it. He doesn't want to put a word to it, because it means it'll come up and . . . they're enjoying this. He isn't going to ruin it because his mind goes to places against his will.

He kisses her back with a smile and huffs, as if the idea of Erik walking in on them is actually possible.

. . . knowing their luck, it might be]

He better not.

[athru]

[ It's not as if the world had been particularly kind to them; it had been cruel, and venomous, and had ripped all the good things in their lives out of their hands and thrown it away. All she knows is that they have to try and make the best of what they've been given and move forward with it, trusting in each other and basking in what they could do and share as a couple, and... Fight for it. They had promised to fight, and she wasn't going to give that up, not for a second. She had learned to fight for herself and for her people, and now she would learn to fight for them, too.

Their feelings might be tangled, and it might be a little obvious that there's something in the backs of their minds that neither of them want to talk about, but she doesn't care. She ignores it and focusses on the good, not wanting to spoil the moment, embracing the fact that she isn't afraid to be open, that she isn't afraid to share herself with this man. It's a step towards being completely okay with being open, and that's something she truly wants to work towards.

She doesn't want to lose Charles, either.

Turning her head, Raven leaves a soft kiss against the corner of his mouth before she makes a small noise of irritation. ]

If he comes in here I'll kick his ass.

[beathach]

[just like their memories, their world has left its scars, too. If given the opportunity and the right amount of ire, Hank could go on and on about it, how their world wasn't fair, how it had ruined their lives so many times, taken other mutants from them for terrible reasons - but he wouldn't. He never does. A part of it is still adjusting to not ignoring the world anymore, because he's no longer hiding in the mansion - it took time, to get used to paying attention to everything outside of what little he did see on the news.

He has to wonder if this is what it's always like, though, when they're together. All the important feelings up front with the little things lingering in back, waiting for their moment to take over. And it isn't necessarily bad; they're getting so much better at addressing the less-than-pleasant things, getting better at talking about it instead of running from it. This is just more of that, almost a test - if they can make it through a planet where everything they feel is put on display . . . they could make it through anything.

He hums quietly and turns his head to nose at her temple, keeping his eyes shut. The longer they're like this the slow burn of emotions gets a little more intense, and it makes it just a little bit more difficult to focus on things that isn't touching and kissing.

He still doesn't care]

Not before I do.

[athru]

[ There's no escape from the terrors that their world had inflicted on them; Raven might never share Erik's anger or fury over where Hank and Charles had been during the last ten years (she understood that it wasn't in Charles to fight, no matter how much she might push at him) but she is angry at the world. That anger isn't going to go away, and she knows it. It's the type of thing that's haunting and dangerous, and she's learned to live with it rather than trying to do without it somehow.

Breathing out, she moves to hold him closer, her fingers gentle in his hair. She doesn't want to let go and so she doesn't - she can make her own choices and right now her choice is to stay here, with Hank, for as long as she can manage. If that means that she can curl around him and not let go and not worry then that's fine - she doesn't care. Hank is the most important person to her right now and that gives her the chance to ignore everything else. With her mind focussed on him and nothing else... It helps.

Leaning down, she kisses him again, gentle and soft, sweet, really, her fingers drawing him closer before she stops and leans back. She is a little overwhelmed, his love mirroring her own, his heart as heavy as her own is, and she knows that eventually they're going to have to part just so they can relax. Until then, however... ]

He won't know what's hit him.

[beathach]

[it's hard not to be angry at the world, but his isn't a fierce anger like Raven's; it's exasperated and tired, because no matter how angry he gets there isn't anything he can do about that they haven't already been trying to do. Opening the school, getting their lives back in order - it would take a while before they were back into what they considered a routine, if they even remembered what that was. That was their way of handling the world. Without it, he doesn't know how he'd manage it.

But there's no anger now. Not when he's wrapped up in Raven, her feelings and her arms, and she's kissing him and he loses himself in it for a moment. He's never been one for affections like this, and even before when they were tentatively attempting the first steps in their relationship, he'd still shied away from it. And yet even now, weeks and almost months into their relationship here and he doesn't think he'll ever get over that he can just touch her, hold her hand or lean over to kiss her whenever he wants. And that she does the same.

It's amazing and he knows she feels the same, and as she leans back he follows, kissing her a second time, no less gentle than the first]

I'll make sure he knows so he doesn't do it again.