[muffled spooky scary skeletons playing in the distance]

[geonomy]

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

Comments

[steeledskin]

It's beautiful. [ but she doesn't trust it. sansa isn't certain a place that looks so wild ought to endure mankind's interference. ] Sometimes, we spend so long with the stars. I forget what beautiful places are like -- how it feels to see them, again.

[ beautiful, breathtaking sights used to be a daily reality for her. once upon a time. ]

[save_the_souls]

I know what you mean. Like you get used to being stuck in a metal ship all the time. [He leans back a little.] I wonder how many people have even gotten to see this view before.

[steeledskin]

...You make us sound fortunate, Ser Allen. [ and in truth, she believes they are. sansa is happy in the fleet. or, at least, happier than she's been in a great long time. ] I should very much like to consider myself fortunate.

[ she leans forward -- eyeing the canopy of trees filling the expanse ahead of them. ] Lucky us, seeing what mayhaps only a few get to see.

[ it's uncharacteristically sweet and optimistic of her -- but when you're surrounded by so many good people, it's only a matter of time before a bit of healing happens. ]

[save_the_souls]

[He laughs in good nature, a friendly one.] I guess so- I like to try to look on the bright side!

[You know when he's not busy sounding morbid or half-insane. But he smiles at what she says. It is cheerful for her, and he's happy to hear it.] Yeah, lucky us.

[steeledskin]

I'm trying to look on the bright side, also, [ sansa confesses. it feels like a big confession to her, but in reality it's a very simple admission. easier and easier, the more time she has with her brothers. and the reeds, too. they make her feel safe.

and feeling safe leads to feeling all sorts of other emotions. ] Not so bright, mind you, that I should want to go venturing into those woods. [ as some have done! ] Better to admire it from afar, I think.

[save_the_souls]

[He chuckles] Yeah, good idea. I don't think all the optimism in the galaxy will stop someone from getting lost in those woods.

[Not that it'll stop him from going once he's healed up but eh- he's always been the risk taking type]

I'm sure you'll get the hang of it, looking on the bright side. It's takes some time, I used to be really surly when I was kid.

[steeledskin]

Were you? [ mild surprise. but she supposes nothing should shock her, now. not after all she's learned. the way the boundaries of her understanding have been pushed out, here in the fleet. ] Might I ask what made you a surly child, ser?

[save_the_souls]

Ah....[He offers a shrug of the shoulder, before choosing to open up a little] Had a bit of a rough start. My parents abandoned me. Got adopted, luckily, but we were always poor, so...

[He shrugs] Not the best situation to foster a sunny disposition.

[There's parts he's glossing over, skipping. But they weren't really things he was eager to share to anyone, honestly.]

[steeledskin]

Life was challenging? [ she guesses. it isn't as though she can comfortably suggest she knows what it's like to live poor -- except, perhaps, that even life as a great lord's daughter seems positively sparse when compared to the bright over-indulgent lives of even commoners in other worlds.

even so, she hardly considers her upbringing unfortunate. ] I'm sorry, Ser Allen.

[save_the_souls]

[He smiles and shakes his head]

It's alright, I got through it, and I had good times too. Everyone has their own troubles so...I try not to dwell on it so much.

[steeledskin]

[ she cannot stem her curiousity. indeed, the fact that she asks at all is a sign of her trust in a shipmate. with a tilted chin: ] Did your fortunes every change? When you grew older, mayhaps?

[save_the_souls]

Um, well...

[He thinks a moment about the years of his life after his childhood:

11: hell no.
12: no.
13: no.
14: no.
15: Definitely not.
16: Even worse
17: N o p e
18: No.
19: No.
20: God no.
21: Ha. No.
22: Nope.
23: Well it started off really bad but that's when he came here so...]





....The last couple years have been pretty good! I mean, aside from being kidnapped and being forced to live in space.

[steeledskin]

So many speak of the fleet as though it's a bad thing. Somewhere they don't want to be. [ sansa has only recently begin to articulate her true feelings on this 'prison' -- before, it was easy to blindly follow the lead of others and suggest an eagerness to break free. these days, however, she is more prone to honesty. ] But it seems that for a number of us, being forced to live in space has been a blessing.

[ gently -- if awkwardly -- she paints them with this same brush. ]

[save_the_souls]

[And he listens to this honesty. He could guess that Sansa didn't have much to return to, if the stories from her brothers and her sister he's heard meant anything. But hearing it come directly from her means something different. It makes it more real than just his own opinions]

Yeah, I know...it is that way, isn't it.

[he leans back a little]

Between you and me, I've really enjoyed getting to travel with all of you.

[steeledskin]

[ she smiles -- only briefly, and it's something of a ghostly thing. like a memory more than all else. ]

I feel the same, ser. [ her heels knock against the mesa's edge while she sits. ] Had I been told some years ago that I might never feel so safe as I do hurtling through the stars, I would have laughed at such lunacy. And yet we are. A funny little family.

[save_the_souls]

...Yeah, a funny little family indeed.

[He leans back, smiling wistfully at the thought. In a lot of ways, the crew had become that for him, even if he never really openly admit it.

He was glad for it. Allen knew well to cherish any sort of family he could get.]

[steeledskin]

Granted, I am not certain what that makes you. [ is she teasing him? only a little. sansa could possess a wicked bent when she wanted to -- and could tease mercilessly when she felt safe to do so. ]

Lady Crusher is undeniably maternal. And I suppose because Sokka is our captain, he ought to be the head the family. [ but she laughs, clearly having trouble imagining him as fatherly. ] Mayhaps you are a brother, ser.

[save_the_souls]

[He laughs at that.]

Oh don't tell Sokka that, he might find himself a pipe and a beard to fit the look. [No really he would.] As for myself, well, I think brother works. I've never considered myself any paternal type.

And what about you? Sister?

[steeledskin]

I rather like being a sister -- [ she admits. it is, indeed, a role to which she is well-suited. devoted, but not possessed. ] I accept my part gladly, Ser Allen, and intend to play it well.

[save_the_souls]

Ah, very good! I'm sure you will! I'll do my best to play my part too!

[It's a shame he doesn't have a drink, so he just has to pantomime holding up one with his hand]

To the Blue Fish.

[steeledskin]

[ keen on theatricality, she mimes raising a drink of her own -- and clinking it 'heartily' against his phantom cup. sansa dips her chin in mock-reverence. ]

To the Blue Fish. Steady may she sail.