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! ]

Comments

[bryces_pup]

[Well, there was no denying he was pretty damn cute.]

Oh, I don't know. I think Oghren would give him a run for his money. [Said dryly. And she's just... not gonna comment on the baby-talk to the kitty]

Then that thing is being kinder to us than Atroma's ever been. Hmm.

[She'd heard the rumors about this tree, like so many others here had. With proof in front of her now, perhaps it's time she seriously consider grabbing Leliana or a shipmate and taking a trip to it. What it could give her, she didn't know, but she had to try.]

I'm happy for you. He seems a little sweet thing. You must have missed him terribly. [Her words echo her own pain and what she misses, but she doubts a tree will be able to fix any of that.]

[apurrstate]

[Anders' expression holds affronted betrayal.]

The dwarf? I should think not! Although, I'll grant you he certainly has enough hair on his face to seem like some kind of beast.

[He smiles oh-so softly about her observation, however.]

More than I could ever explain.

[He held out the kitten out to place him on her shoulder, which Pounce readily obliged to.]

See? He recognizes you as the woman who saved his life. I hear snuggling soft furry things is good for one's soul...

[bryces_pup]

[True, Oghren is pretty damn hairy. Thinking about him makes Riona rather miss the drunken dwarf, though she is glad in some ways he's not here. She's not sure how well he'd do in this place. Enemies were thin on the ground, and life in the fleet lent itself to a lot of introspection and time to think. Two things Oghren is not a fan of doing.]

Did I save him? I do like to take in the strays.

[She reaches up and gives the kitten a scratch behind the ears.]

So I hear as well. Do I look in need of snuggling something furry?

[apurrstate]

So I've noticed.

[Their group had been nothing if not full of strays.]

I know you do. You've got a sad look about you. As your friend, I'd ask you tell me, but you can barrow my kitten to snuggle instead, if you'd rather not.

[bryces_pup]

[It's strange. She does not really know this man (not yet apparently) but he seems easy to talk to. It's just so terrifying to open up about things, and she doesn't know what he knows. There's so much risk involved.]

Just a lot happening at once, with no time to process through any of it before something else crops up. Worse, it's things from home, so nothing I can do anything about here. [She sighs softly.] Piece of advice: if people know you from the future, don't ask them to tell you about it.

[apurrstate]

[He gives a strangled chuckle and shakes his head.] Oh, it's much too late for that.

I...know what you mean, about learning things from home that you can't do anything about. Like watching your life fall to pieces and you're not sure you could stop it even if you tried.

[Suddenly he thinks maybe they both need to snuggle something soft and cute. He gestures to the softer sand behind them, away from the surf.]

Care to sit with me for a while?

[bryces_pup]

[Oh no, Anders. Not you too...]

Maker's piss. I'm sorry, Anders. That's not something I'd wish on anyone. This might make me a hypocrite, but I've an ear if you need it.

[She nods.]

Sure.

[apurrstate]

[He waits till they're settled before placing Pounce in her lap while he leans forward, elbows propped on his knees.]

It might make you a hypocrite, if I shared my woes to you and you didn't share yours back. I'll be happy to have that sort of arrangement, but I don't enjoy one-sided relationships, commander.

[He smirks over at her.]

[bryces_pup]

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