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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[bluediligence]

Uhm … [ That's a good question, and Aoko blinks, momentarily stumped. ] Let's see – I came a couple of weeks before the big Halloween party, so that'd make it … mm, around two months? I think that's right. Huh! It doesn't feel like it's been that long.

[ Probably because so little has been happening. Compared to Kyriakos, with its constant flow of game, recovery, game, recovery – this place is positively peaceful. ]

You've been here a lot longer, right? Clover mentioned you when I first got here, and Miles, too.

[exothermia]

[It never does feel that long, compared with the strange elongated time they've experienced before. Erik has to pause and think about it, because of his own ten year gap in the middle of his stay.]

Charles. [He corrects the name absently, knowing Charles doesn't go by Miles anymore.] And I've been here since February. Nearly ten months.

[bluediligence]

[ Charles, right. Aoko nods immediately, committing the name to memory – she's never much liked being called by the wrong one, herself, after her rocky start in Kyriakos. ]

Ah … huh. [ Ten months is a long time to be stuck somewhere that isn't home. If she's remembering correctly, it's longer than Kyriakos had even existed. ] You and he went home, right? It's been almost three months since I last saw you guys.

[exothermia]

[There's that strange dissonance of time again. He shakes his head a bit, the mental math being too impossible.]

Yes - we both won and left after nearly six months there. But... for us, Kyriakos was ten years ago.

[bluediligence]

[ Wait ]

[ Did he say … ]

[ For a moment, Aoko is too stunned to say anything at all; she just stares at him in wide-eyed silence. Ten years? Ten years, and they'd been dragged back into this? But then, some people didn't like their homes very much – is it like that for the two of them? Or – ]

Oh. [ She jolts herself out of her shock with a quick shake of the head. ] I can't even imagine what that must be like for you guys.

[exothermia]

I wouldn't try to.

[He has a difficult enough time as it is, without someone else trying to figure it out.]

But it does mean it's been a long time since I thought about that place with regularity.