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Who: Kitty Pryde and everyone who tags!
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Planet fun! Or Windrose maybe. I'm flexible.
When: Now or nowish. Definitely now-adjacent.

[Broadcast]
I have an important request. I need someone who can make cheese. Do cheese makers have an old timey name like cobblers and haberdashers or are those only for clothes? Anyway, calling all of those.

Cheese doesn't seem to be a thing here from what I can tell, but we're just one ingredient away from some really great pizza. I have no idea what cheese requires other than cows or goats or something. I grew up so close to Wisconsin, but I feel like I learned so little.

I would also accept alternative cheese. I know there were vegan kinds made out of hopes and dreams or something I assume. I can pay you or share the finished pizza or do something in trade if I had skills. I could beat someone up for you maybe. [She's not going to do that. Probably.] We'll work it out.

[Action]
[She's on the planet doing all of these things and more but this post won't get to CAPTCHA! You might find her on the Windrose veeeery rarely!]

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Good. [She squeezes it back.] Hey, the merry-go-round is okay, right? not too high? [Because she doesn't want to put him through that again.]

[ ouch, right in the pride. is he that bad? ]

It's fine. Come on, let's go.

[What? They go up and down a little as they move around! She gets up and kisses his cheek before heading back toward the carnival entrance with him.]

Have I told you lately that you're cute?

[ yeah - a little. that's not a distance from the ground that'll kill him to fall, that's a distance he can easily jump and land without even twisting his ankle. that's a distance from the ground his head is about at when he stands up. ]

Mmm...no, don't think you've mentioned it.

What? Such oversight. I should be fired. You're cute.

I'll let you off with a warning, just this once.

[ she gets a kiss. ]

So generous and warm and loving and not scared of tiny ponies.

Apparently in space ponies are how you get fed - they're not to be feared, they're to be worshiped.

You make a very good point I can't argue. And I'm trying to decide if I should be jealous if you were to ride that pony, but that's probably best left unthought.

[ scrunching his nose. ]

Don't be nasty.

[ that's a pony, kitty. it's a talking pony. riding her didn't even occur to him honestly because she's too much like a person, but she is definitely not enough like a person for whatever jealousy is supposed to refer to and basically just...ew is what she's getting from him. ]

[She just holds his arm more securely.] I blame Remy for getting into my head. You should too.

Always happy to hop on the blame-express.

Glad to hear it. [Glad she didn't feel a flare of jealousy at Remy's name too.] I'll bring you down to my level yet!

[ he doesn't know the guy, but he knows enough to know to leave that jealousy to someone who's interested in jim. ]

I'll go down anywhere with you. [ cheeky cheeky grin. ]

Now, who's being dirty?

[She looks amused but surprise floods in as those thoughts catch up to her.]

Woah. Woah. What did you just think?

Ahhhh-I think you know -

[ he wasn't exactly subtle. he frowns a little trying to think about what he just thought, did he think anything concerning? he was trying very decisively not to think anything concerning - ]

Something about Jim and Remy? [It wasn't concerning exactly. But it's definitely not a thing she knows about and it is throwing off all her expectations.]

[ he shrugs uncomfortably, he doesn't really know anything officially, he just knows the tourist needs thicker walls. ]

Sometimes I hear stuff that are completely none of my business.

[ for all he knows they could be having very weird non sexual workouts that just sound like...it could also be someone else entirely, catching glimpses of him in the hallway just seemed to coincide. intuitive leap. jim never actually talked to him about...too much of anything, really. jim's the one person with whom...winn's the one who does all the talking. huh. that's really weird to him now that he stops to think about it. ]

Huh.

I don't know what to do with any of this. [And she's tending to lean toward weird workout sounds.]

[ is there anything to do? they're both adults...her reaction is making him worry for jim, and he's about maxed out on anxiety. ]

I suggest ride the fancy ponies.

[She reaches up to rub his shoulder.] You make the good suggestions.

Don't worry, okay? [Just as easily said as done, right?] I trust Remy with my life. [Well, her Remy and she's not actually sure how much she trusts anyone with her life post-Piotr. But you know, something like that.]

[ he's not really worried about jim's heart - he doesn't really seem like the overly romantic type - and he's definitely strong willed and physically strong enough to make sure he's treated right, so it's not too hard not to worry too much about him. he'll always worry a little though, just because he's so important to him. little brother's prerogative. ]

We really need to work on our self-involvement.

[ he nudges her lightly ]

Our mutual self-involvement? I think I can do that.

What do you say -- rest of the night all about us? Up for the challenge?

Sounds so indulgent. I'm in. [Kissing his cheek.] I already did the thing where I remind you that you're cute right? What comes next?

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