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[spaceshipit]

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!]

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[mistyday]

I...

He wouldn't listen to me, tried to run away. I didn't mean to freak him out I just wanted him to see... and then our memories started going back and forth. Bad memories. I was worried if I let him go like that he might hurt someone.

[therewerefifty]

[Well, that sounds like a clusterfuck. It could have been worse, so much more-- she thanks whatever gods might be listening Max shot to wound and not to kill, and shakes her head minutely.]

You did what you could. We should take you back to the ship, when this honoured healer has finished with you.

I will talk to him.

[mistyday]

[Misty's brow furrows with worry.]

I don't want you to get hurt 'cause of me.

[therewerefifty]

If I get hurt, it will be as a result of my own unwise actions. [She smiles faintly.] But I elect to be wise. You need not worry.

[But this needs addressing. She needs to know if Max is the type to make this worse.]

[mistyday]

I can't help but worry. You're my friend.

[therewerefifty]

[The startlement at that statement is clear in her expression. It crumbles, softens out over the next moments, into warmth as she reaches out to touch Misty's hand. She's never been claimed as a friend before.

It's nice. Thank you.]

Then I will be extra cautious. Truly, Misty, I only wish to speak with him. We've had dealings before.

[mistyday]

[Misty warms at her touch. It is nice, to be able to say it too. She knows what it's like to be lonely.]

What kinda dealings?

[therewerefifty]

Professional. We've traded in weapons.

[That's pretty much it. She glances at the healer again as she finishes up, taping down gauze securely before the woman gives a small nod.]

Let me help you back to the ship.

[mistyday]

[Misty turns to the healer to take her hand, sending her graditude through that connection. The woman smiles and pats her hand before taking her leave of them. Then Misty climbs to her feet, careful not to lean on her injured arm. Once on her feet she nods at Makie.]

Thank you.