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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[staytofight]

I try to be, always.

[He shrugs, though, looking fairly pleasant.]

Being homeless tends to lend to some... nasty encounters.

No sort of shelter from the outside world. I prefer it, but — fraught with perils, you know.

[Mostly from him. And worrying about being sparkly.]

[stretchy_girl]

It's usually a good idea to be. [He looks pleasant but as Gemini can attest looks can be deceiving, although he is most certainly easy on her eyes.]

Nasty encounters? You seem to have survived them well. [She can't see so much as a scratch on him, and is it her imagination or is he paler than a normal man should be?

Something about him is out of place, so she leans in, smiling wickedly to murmur into his ear.]

Sort of makes me wonder if you're the cause of all that peril.

[staytofight]

[He puts his hands on his hips, scoffing, undaunted by the accusations.

He's covered many a-tracks, after all!]

So says the person who speaks like someone who causes peril.

How many nasty encounters have you survived well?

[stretchy_girl]

Me? [small>[She smiles sweetly, giving him a wide eyed look that says she's never harmed a soul in her life.]

I'm not the kind of girl who seeks trouble. [Yet here she is.]

[staytofight]

[Don't think he hasn't picked up on that, missy.

He knows a lot of vampires who look innocent. They also are horrible enough to probably eat babies, because vampires are gnarly creatures. Garrett is well-aware, even if he's a bit kinder than the usual killer.]

You're the kind of girl to smile so sweetly at such a morbid scene!

You must've been through quite a morose lifetime.

[stretchy_girl]

[Her expression turns knowing for a moment, meeting his accusation with a look that said 'prove it', although her eyes flash with anger at the unwanted question about her past, and a finger jabs into his chest to back up her next point.]

Don't presume to psychoanalyse me!