You can check out anytime you'd like.. [Hotel Corona Mingle]

[thespaceopera]

Who: The Fleet!
Broadcast: If you want
Action: Hotel Corona or Planet Ikke
When: December 7th onward



[After the mystery and isolation of their last destination, the Marsiva seems determined to head to brighter, busier territory. After a long journey through remote, nebula-painted space, speeding along at a brisk pace for the Host ship, the Marsiva brings her Fleet to a sudden and prominent point of traffic.

It seems that the Fleet has happened upon some sort of vacation destination! Maybe Atroma thinks that the passengers deserve some rest and relaxation... or just wants to distract them with something huge and shiny.

Welcome to Hotel Corona! Feel free to enjoy yourselves and enjoy the sites! If a hotel resort isn't your thing, you can head on over to the nearby planet and explore it's icy wonders.

In order words: it's a mingle!! Everyone get in! ]

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[dancingmd]

[Oh. Upon closer inspection, he's not like a Romulan at all. Romulans don't bow to humans, especially not little girls. He's more like... a prince from a fairy tale.]

I'm Beverly, though.

B - Adventure Avenue

[halfbloodhatchling]

[ Kai reaches out to one of the trees to tap on the trunk, although he can tell just by looking at it that it's not real. ]

If they're going to just fake it like this, they could have picked something more interesting to simulate.

[uprightness]

[ there is a split second when he is caught with a bit of a deer in the headlights look, a tiny inward struggle against a mental image that presents itself to him at once. This here, is going to be a bit of a challenge. ]

I guess they could be - [ lord, help him. He clears his throat. ] of a higher caliber.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor follows the shifts and changes in the music, a challenge and a game remembered from young adulthood, where he had cousins who could match him (or, at least, keep up if he didn't push too hard). When Leto stops he almost starts, caught in the music as he is, and he blinks a bit before asking ]

Is something wrong, sir?

lol it's okay, Mags is used to everyone hating him so this is the most normal anyone has treated him

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor, for his part, does not look at all surprised to be snapped at, and he only shrugs, hands open and away from the blade at his side, clearly visible (the hands are scarred, deep and old burns, the right worse than the left, although he seems to use them easily enough) ]

Nothing. But I saw you hesitate, and I wondered if you were well.

[ There is music in his voice, still, the lost bard of the Noldor, but nothing particularly magical, as such, and the grey eyes are bright still with an old, old, light, but sad and kind all the same ]

[bythewaves]

Ah, really? [ He smiles at her ]

That is a strange coincidence! It is a very lovely name, very fitting for a lovely lady.

[mucked]

[ she'd be lying if she didn't appreciate -- ever so slightly -- the way he appears lost and staggered by only implications. ]

Higher caliber? [ ahem. ] They certainly seemed to be, yes.

[survivalistcookbook]

Hopefully the fleet hasn't been giving you too many worries.

[He finishes setting up and claps his hands together, rubbing them a few times in an exaggerated show of readiness. But hey. This right here is a girl who appreciates enthusiasm.]

Okay. What kind of fruit do you like?

[uprightness]

[ Lost and staggered seem to fit just fine. And just a tiny bit fascinated, too. ]

You really gotta wonder where she found all of --- those things.

[halfbloodhatchling]

I'm not hesitating.

[ It's a force of effort to move into the water, away from the other man's side, but Kai manages it, taking the unknown risk of the fact that he is incapable of swimming in the hope it will provide a little distance. And he's really not planning to go so deep he can't stand quite yet.

Which mostly means he ends up hesitating again, just shoulder high in water. ]

[mucked]

At the shops. [ cool as cool can be. ] In the Redshift District, no doubt.

[ how does she know about this already? don't ask; peggy is peggy. ]

[notanoptimist]

I'll leave the recklessness to other parties and patch 'em up when they're done poking things.

[notanoptimist]

[He snorts.] Here's where I say you should see the other guy and and pretend I came out on top of this one.

[notanoptimist]

[He waves a hand, dismissing the question. No other injuries. He took one punch, thank you very much.]

I'm free. Let's grab that drink.

[uprightness]

How - [ but no, he seems to decide that maybe some things are better not known ] right.

[ at the redshift district, of course. ]

Not going to ask.

[ the people in his life, honestly. ]

[uprightness]

Funny that you should ask.

[ about him. and peggy and their good time. ]

Given what you've booked us into.

[ 'paying attention' is not the term for this. meddling seems to fit much better. super rude, by the way. ]

[mucked]

-- Like hell I'd let myself spend too long aboard this floating resort without familiarizing myself with its different areas. I imagine she proceeded similarly. And, doubtless, that's how she managed all of this so quickly.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

I can see that.

[Robb looks at the other courses. Windmills and nets and what not. One asks a man to send the ball through a tiny tube.]

It seems quite fun. [He pauses and a bit of a mischievous grin appears on his face.] Let us make it a contest. The one who wins has to buy the other a meal.

[survivalistcookbook]

[Eugene gives a knowing, bemused look, filling a glass of water for himself from the soda gun.]

Hey, I've seen what you doctors are like when the chips are down. I wouldn't pick a fight with one of you.

[winn]

They know better, no one messes with me.

[ giving her his best tough-guy look. ]

[notanoptimist]

[He laughs at that.] You may be the smartest person I've met in the fleet.

[uprightness]

[ he pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to comprehend how his usual cool and collected friend went from exploring her new territory to thinking about all of this in such a short time.

probably another one of those questions that rather stay unanswered. ]

Alright so there's the museum and the - redshift district, what else?

[mucked]

-- There's a beach. And some sort of ersatz forest. Nothing terribly exciting. [ ... ] Except, perhaps, for the spas.

[survivalistcookbook]

Don't tell me that isn't common knowledge. [It's half teasing and half honesty, a grinning, backwards kind of flattery.] You have seen the craziest, most terrible stuff, so much that you can talk about it while you're eating. You have spent like, a decade or more studying every single vulnerable, squishy part of the human body. And on top of it, none of you sleep.

[He laughs under his breath, leaning back with a smirking, 'I've got your number, buddy, kind of look.]

Who the hell picks a fight with someone that actually crazy.

[uprightness]

I'm actually curious about this.

[ he admits with a bit of a smile. ]

Could be that there's a pattern we're missing here. A few more attempts and we might see it.

[ a tactical man, this one. ]