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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Comments

[robitussin]

I just assumed you were, like, 18 or 19 and looked a little bit young for your age! That's different than 24.

*younger than they look. God i fail.

[save_the_souls]

Yes, well, I'm definitely 24. Surprise.

no worries!

[robitussin]

...Should I ask about the whole body of a 16 year old thing?

[roughly translated: will you actually explain it?]

[save_the_souls]

[He sighs]

I got stuck in a magic castle for a few years where people don't physically age.

Also they don't seem to age here either, so... [We're all stuck now]

[robitussin]

Wait, we don't? Seriously?

[she's only been here for less than a year, not long enough to notice]

Holy shit, that sucks.

[save_the_souls]

Mm. I did a year-long study on it.

[Because what else are you going to do with your lab when only so many people get themselves hurt]

It's bollocks.

[robitussin]

That's going to be pretty awkward to explain if we ever make home, isn't it?

[a sigh, almost coming out like a laugh]

I promise I was the victim of interdimensional kidnapping for years even if it sounds ridiculous and I look exactly the same.

[save_the_souls]

Ha, yeah....

I try not to think about it.

[robitussin]

Guess it's a good thing I'm hitching a ride back to Nightingale's place anyways. Less awkward explanations, probably.

[save_the_souls]

Really? You two have decided that already?

[robitussin]

Already?

[she pauses for a second, considering that.]

I guess it has been only eight months. That's weird to think about. I don't know, it almost feels like time moves faster here... It's been pretty eventful here, and especially the last place we were stuck in. [a shrug] What about you and Clay?

[save_the_souls]

Ah...I suppose you have a point. Going through a lot of things does have a way of forging deep connections.

For us ... we hadn't sorted out anything specific. Just be together until the end - whatever that is.

[robitussin]

The end of what?

[a pause, shaking her head slightly]

Guess it's not any of my business, but that seems incredibly vague.

[save_the_souls]

[He gives a small smile and offers a shrug] The end of our time together.

It's supposed to be a little vague ... I mean, we could get separated by Atroma tomorrow or get blown up next month or be together for decades. Who knows what'll happen.

[robitussin]

For what it's worth, blowing up is entirely unlikely. That's a pretty unsatisfying narrative ending, the fans would riot, et cetera et cetera.

[That's probably as close to comfort as she's going to come.]

You guys met while you were here, right?

[save_the_souls]

[He shrugs] I suppose, but it could always be an accidental explosion.

[He doesn't have that much faith in Atroma's competency. Or the competency of half the fleet, ok]

Mm! On a blind date.

[robitussin]

Right, but then they could just bring you back, couldn't you?

[They've brought people here after their death, after all. It makes sense to her.]

...That is probably the most cliche thing I've heard all week.

[save_the_souls]

[He makes a face of distaste at the notion of being brought back. He knows it's in the realm of possibility, but it's still not cool with him.] ...I'd rather not think about that.

[Resurrections never go smooth when you're a shonen hero ok. But he'll lighten up about the second part]

What? It's not that bad! A friend of mine pressured me to go on a few blind dates, and when I went out with Clay we just...clicked.

[robitussin]

Sure thing.

[it's not really the cheeriest topic, so she moves on easily enough]

I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I'm just saying it sounds like the two of you stepped right out of a romantic comedy.

[save_the_souls]

Hey, no we don't!

In romantic comedies, usually they snark, bicker, and argue until eventually they realise their feelings! It sounds like something you and Nightingale had more likely.

[robitussin]

Excuse you, we only bickered once.

[A pause.]

...It may have been the first time we met, but you're still wrong.

[save_the_souls]

[He just smiles]

Alright, if you say so!

[robitussin]

I only say so because I'm right. Don't even start with me.

[save_the_souls]

I'm not starting anything.

[robitussin]

Don't make me noogie you.

[she is six years younger than him]