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Try Catching Flootemon with your Communicator!

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

[This is another planet mingle since the first one has nearly hit captcha! Feel free to continue threads or start brand new ones!]

July Planet Information

First Mingle Post

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Oh, that sounds so cool. Maybe I'll be able to go out there at some point...

[If she has time and is allowed to walk that far.]

I'm sure there'll be someone willing to help you get there.

I'm kind of tired of asking people for help all the time. If I can, I'd like to just... Not for a while. It's my turn to help other people.

[ His expression softens. ]

I know. I know how that feels like.

I know you do. [She sits up for a second to kiss him on the cheek.] We're still gonna stick together even though Beverly fixed my back.

[ He nods distantly. ]

I'm glad it was fixed.

[ I'm glad someone got that chance. ]

[She reaches to rest one hand on his cheek, leaning her forehead against his jaw.]

I wish it was you.

[You deserve it. I don't.]

[ He doesn't reply to that, threading his fingers in her hair. He quietly presses a kiss to her forehead. ]

Don't wish such things. I'm not unhappy.

[It hurts, in a way. She closes her eyes.]

I wasn't either. [But she didn't deserve what she had, even then. She has top find some way to earn this chance. She needs to do good work.]

I think you have miles to go, Wrath.

You do too. You're gonna do good things.

[ Warmly. ]

We both will.

[If she doesn't become a liability. If she isn't turned into a weapon.]

Well, guess I'm gonna be teaching combat for you.

[It could be a mission.]

Are you sure? That you want to come to my world.

Where else am I going to go?

[Back to Proles, where they'd put her in the lab and reinstall the ports and--

She closes her eyes and tries very firmly to think about something else.]

I'm sure you have plenty of options.

[She curls her fingers into his shirt and silently shakes her head, eyes still tightly shut.]

[ Carefully. ]

Doctor Beverly's world sounds quite nice at times.

[Very quietly:] Do you not want me to come to your world?

[Beverly is be nice, and she likes her. But Charles is the only one who has offered her any sense of a mission, of being useful.]

I do. And I do think you'd make an excellent addition to the school.

[ He pauses. ] But I also want you to explore as many possibilities as you can.

You're the only one who's offered. [And she's not going to go where she isn't useful.

And really, the only person who trumps Charles in importance is Winter, and... He doesn't need her for anything like that, she doesn't think.]

[ Hm. That may be true, but he doubts that many people know that Wrath requires a place outside of the Fleet. ]

My offer will remain open, no matter what.

Okay. [She relaxes down a bit.] Don't joke like that, asshole.

[Who the fuck wants a broken soldier?]

You're really important to me.

[ It wasn't a joke, but Charles holds his tongue. He knows there are some things Wrath isn't prepared to handle. Individuality is a difficult thing to hold onto. ]

You are important to me too.

[She still has a difficult time understanding the idea that someone would want her around for a reason other than her ability to perform a job. It conflicts too directly with a deeply planted directive.]

I won't let you down.

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