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Who: The Blue Fish Crew / visitors
Broadcast: Nope
Action: By the Giving Tree / the Blue Fish
When: sometime in the first week or so of being on the singing planet and onward

[Guess what everyone? It's time for a Life Changing Field Trip with the Blue Fish!!! The whole crew has come together at the giving tree to see what the fuss is about and maybe get some gifts. And to hold hands of course. Obviously.

Also feel free to use as a general mingle for the ship throughout the month!]

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[You people are cruel and know him too well.]

Yeah! We can prove this magic stuff is just a bunch of hockey and it's just got a perfectly reasonable scientific explanation. Like it's a wormhole into other dimensions - to pick stuff up from other worlds, or something. Or some kinda of replicator.

...Hockey is a sport, Sokka.

Hmm... a replicator.

[Beverly rests a hand on the tree.]

I do know of species who can manipulate matter naturally, without the help of machines. Beings of pure energy. Perhaps this one is only taking a solid form for the benefit of those who live here.

What's word for the thing that's a lot of smoke and mirrors, then?

[It's probably not important. He grins at Beverly, though. Yes, GOOD. ]

See? THANK you, I knew there was a reasonable scientific explanation for all of this.

"Smoke and Mirrors". Or just bullshit.

[Allen Walker: a master of words]

Right, it could be that too. Now will you hold our hands?

[Beverly laughs.]

I think the term you're looking for is "hocus pocus."

[But hey, "bullshit" works just as well.]

Yeah, yeah, any of those three.

[He circles back before huffing, taking a hand in each of his own. ]

Ugh, fine, here I am. Holding your hands. In front of a tree.

Thank you, Sokka.

[Holding that hand now! There's a bit of nerves coming from him, but then it just...goes into confusion]</small ...Now what?

[Beverly shares in some of Allen's confusion, but for the most part, she is just affectionately amused by the pair of them and curious about what's going to happen next.]

Some of the locals I spoke to before we came out said you often have to hold hands for several minutes before anything happens.

[She gives Sokka a sly look.]

Maybe even days.

[Sokka turns his head slowly in her direction to give her a flat look. ]

If we're stuck here that long, I'm just putting it out there that I won't really hesitate to eat someone's leg all that much.

You're not resorting to cannibalism.

[But he's so giving a glance to Beverly, she was joking about that last part right...?]

[She grins at the looks on their faces.]

You two make it entirely too easy. I'd say we give it maybe five minutes, ten at the most, before letting go.

I'm holding you to that, I'm mentally counting down right now.

Oh thanks God.

[whew. Holding hands for that long is a terrible prospect after all]

Are we supposed to do something? Like..talk or something?

Oh it's not as bad as all that is it?

[She's teasing, but part of her also genuinely is enjoying this. Tactile and affectionate as she is, holding hands isn't awkward at all for her.]

I'm not a fan. Katara tried to get me to do this in Team Avatar huddles all the time. I'm not a toucher.

[He's squinting at the tree. ]

It's not doing anything. Maybe we DO have to talk?

[He rolls his eyes at Sokka because regardless of how he feels about this- that just makes him think of Kanda who would refuse to do any Exorcist huddle. And Kanda = automatic eyeroll]

It's not like we're all hugging, at least.

[Gosh]

Then...does anyone have anything they want to talk about?

[Unbidden the thought comes, crossing the link between them, whether she realizes it at first or not: want to or need to? Sometimes they are very different things.

Preferring not to inflict her heartbreak on anyone else, she turns her attention to the tricorder, flipping it open with her free hand to scan the tree. Science yes, let's talk about science.]

Well.. I am picking up massive energy readings right now. So there is something here at least.

Oh good. Energy readings. I'm so glad this isn't a complete waste of time.

[You're welcome, says Captain Cynic. ]

[While holding Sokka's hand, he gives a hard squeeze. Not enough to do any damage, but definitely enough to hurt a little]

The longer you snark, the longer we'll be stuck out here.

[Beverly shoots Sokka a dry look.]

I meant that they are readings beyond what you'd find in a normal tree. So the locals aren't completely off base here.

[Sokka turns his head slowly to give Allen a LOOK, his left eyebrow twitching. ]

Ow and yeah okay, fine, great, it's not a normal tree. We still don't know how long we're supposed to stand here. Holding hands.

[He sighs]

Well you can share feelings and things when you're holding hands here, right? Maybe that has something to do with it.

Perhaps... whatever or whoever this is, is the source of the telepathic abilities on this planet.

I don't have any feelings.

[Sokka you know what's a blatant lie. ]

I thought it was just the people? But if offworlders can do it I guess it makes sense there's some sort of transmitter for it somewhere.