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[dancingmd]

Who: Beverly Crusher and invited guests
Broadcast: No
Action: Planetside
When: October 13th, mid-morning


[Another year for the Drift Fleet, another birthday for Beverly. She’s given up on trying to determine exactly how old she is - fifty seems a good enough compromise - but that does not mean she’s not going to celebrate. She’s had people she loves unexpectedly returned to her and that alone is worth celebrating.

So, after a bit of flying around the forested planet, she finds the perfect location for a little birthday brunch picnic, right on the edge of a grassy mesa, with one of the enormous fungus-trees providing some cool shade. A large blanket is set out with the finest smorgasbord the Blue Fish can offer: smoked t-rex meat, fresh fruit from the garden, pastries, and of course, syntheholic mimosas. People are of course free bring their own food as well. There are also a couple of decks of cards and poker chips, should anyone fancy a game. All in all, a it’s a very relaxed, casual atmosphere, simply a nice meal with close friends.]

ooc: if you have any questions regarding invitations, feel free to send me a message

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[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer gave a half shrug and tried to look nonchalant, but by her tone, she's still not okay with it.]

It is what it is. I'm not going to keep chasing after someone who clearly doesn't want me in their life any more, but... seeing him around still stings a little, too. I'm trying to minimize that as much as I can.

[dancingmd]

[She shakes her head.]

It's not that he doesn't want you in his life. He cares, but he just... had a really selfish and frankly foolish way of showing it.

[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer crossed her arms tighter.]

And then decided to stop answering my calls and texts for several months. Doesn't give me much confidence that he's going to come around any time soon... [She trailed off, then shrugged again.] But it's not your problem.

[dancingmd]

[That stirs some (by now, old) anger in her. She loves Stefan but this is inexcusable. What sort of self-confidence booster is this supposed to be, to make Jennifer think a friend hates her?]

Perhaps not, but I still care about both of you. I don't like to see you fighting.

[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer nodded slowly, letting out a long sigh.]

Trust me, I'm not happy about it either. But the ball's in his court now. I'm going to back off and just try and keep my nose clean. No more getting down on myself. I need to try and move past my doubts.

[dancingmd]

Good. He shouldn't have said what he did.

[forsometimenow]

Maybe not, but I feel like he DID have a point buried somewhere in there. I know... I get down on myself a lot, and I guess I never stopped to consider how it might be affecting the people closest to me. I know I can't just get rid of those feelings entirely, but I can change my outlook, right?

[dancingmd]

Right… but it’s not going to happen all at once. Especially… especially not here, where it always feels like we’re going nowhere and are getting no closer to the answers we seek, where we aren’t even physically changing. It’s like they’ve perfectly designed it to encourage us to get caught in a mental loop.

[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer reached up and hastily wiped her eyes.]

And I still haven't really become used to the separation from everyone, either. I feel like I'm starting to forget my friends back home in some ways, and I don't know how to handle that. Coupled with being unable to understand why others have gone home and I'm stuck here week after week... well. [She looked up at the ceiling, her eyes distant.] I could still be doing better, though.

[dancingmd]

Perhaps. But look at how far you've come since we first arrived.

[forsometimenow]

Yeah. And if they've kept me around for this long, I must be doing something right, I guess. Maybe I should learn to just roll with that and stop dwelling on the why and the how.

[dancingmd]

You aren't doing anything wrong, trust me.

[Smiling, Beverly pats Jennifer's hand.]

And the sun is shining and there's delicious cake, so I say we enjoy it while we can, hmm?

[forsometimenow]

[She took a shaky breath, but nodded resolutely.]

... thank you. You always know the right things to say.

[dancingmd]

I try, anyway.

[forsometimenow]

[In response, Jennifer hugged her friend.]

Let's see about that cake. Did you manage to get real ingredients for it?

wrap?

[dancingmd]

I'm not sure... Pinkie's the one who made it. I guess we'll just have to taste it and find out!

<3

[forsometimenow]

Lead the way.