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! ]

[>> Plot Post]

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[exothermia]

There's no way to air it out, since... [He waves a hand at the windows, which show the nebulas in space beyond.] So it's taking a while.

[robitussin]

Friendship is totally pragmatic even without emotional investment.

[a pause, though, before some High Praise]

But I guess you're okay.

[axiomed]

[ He starts setting up the board on the table. ]

I'm sure it'll improve soon enough. White or black?

weird, i tracked the thread but got no notif 8[

[nerdeology]

[Mikleo tilts his head curiously, waving a hand in front of Clay's face. That's... slightly more recognition than he usually gets. Huh. That's new.]

You don't look fine. Are you sick or something? You're flustered, and...

[Is he blushing?]

[exothermia]

Black.

[He takes his seat opposite, in the ornate armchair.]

It's much better without it, I can say that much. I'm going to try the air conditioning later, see if there's a setting for cycling the air out.

[axiomed]

[ He hums as he considers his move. ]

Good luck.

[exothermia]

[He snorts lightly, then settles in to survey the board.]

[axiomed]

[ Charles moves his knight forward. ]

It feels like a long time.

[bythewaves]

For you, I suppose not! But it is always surprising for me. I might think you one of my own kinfolk with such gifts

[exothermia]

[Erik glances back up, fingers poised above a rook.]

What does?

[axiomed]

Playing chess.

[exothermia]

Mm. [He moves his piece finally, musing on their time spent here.] We don't really play as often.

[winn]

[ look at the smile you're getting for that, opal, it's practically splitting his face. you made him so happy with your high praise! ]

I guess you're not so bad yourself.

[axiomed]

[ Not surprising by any means. There's little he can add to that. What should he say? "Let's do it more often?". In light of his outburst, Charles just isn't sure anymore. Erik may not have taken it badly.

Instead he moves a piece forward. ]

I guess I miss it.

[revengeofthemordsith]

It helps.

[ Cara can agree easily. ] Very little changes in human nature. Whether they have magic or science.

[beardstrokes]

Do you have similar powers?

[ Though Obi-Wan hesitates to call using the Force a "power". ]

[robitussin]

Ah, how flattering. I'm so honored.

[she says it as if it's a joke, but it's not really untrue.]

[winn]

You should be.

[exothermia]

[He's quite for a moment, capturing a pawn.]

I do too.

[robitussin]

I'll make sure to carry the fact that I'm not so bad with me for the rest of my days.

[stretchy_girl]

Ah I can see why. [She really can, although she notes how good he is at evading her question.]

Takeshi is the captain, it's a little worrying that a child became captain, but... [She shrugs. You're not going to catch her out that easily Hank.] Do you have any friends on the Iskaulit? I don't really know anyone over there yet. [She's subtly pumping him for information, putting on a sad look to encourage Hank to help the poor alone woman.]

[axiomed]

[ He shrugs. ]

If you want, we can do it more often.

[exothermia]

...I'd like that.

[winn]

I'll make you a bag for it.

[axiomed]

[ He nods quietly. ]