[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]

[ 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.