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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[mucked]

[ a quirk of her lips. ]

And all the soldiers back during the war had their bloody awful postal acronyms. SWALK and BURMA and ITALY. [ she shakes her head. despite the pitfalls already found in assuming things about one another, she's fairly certain he hasn't had much opportunity to use them. ] Not that different from what I've heard about modern texting.

[uprightness]

At least most of those were actual words.

[ that didn't quite mean that they appeared to mean but still, words. ]

Now there are numbers and some of those words I can't even pronounce. People like cell phones - they have everything in there. It's useful, I guess.

[ but as an afterthought, he adds, ]

Still think they should look up from those every now and then, it gotten a lot harder to start conversations with everyone staring at those things.

[mucked]

So it's not all fairy-cakes and stardust in the future, then, [ she lets her nose crinkle. it's hard not to feel at least a little bitter over the way people seem to hype their modern years. but then again, she can now think about it as her modern years as well.

she'll be there to see them. peggy bites down on a smile. ]

[uprightness]

They have better food and advanced technology but the simple things they still gotta learn.

[ like saying hello to a person and actually look them in the eye, for the love of. how has this become an old-fashioned thing to do, he'll never understand. ]

And they think they invented music, though I can definitely say they did that better in our time.

[mucked]

Of course they did. I could have told you that -- Halloween was proof enough.

[ she anchors an elbow on the tabletop. settles her chin in her palm. ]

[uprightness]

And that wasn't even the worst of it.

[ he smiles, bright and easy. ]

I mean, they skipped over some of the older things. Disco - that era seemed entirely out of whack.

[mucked]

-- When's disco popular, then?

[ these questions become more interesting now that she realizes she'll be living through the answers. ]

[uprightness]

I think it was the 70s. Really weird time, if you judge it by music alone.

[ the things he researched, really. ]

[mucked]

Surely it wasn't all bad. [ prodding for a silver lining. ]

[uprightness]

It was a good age for cinema - lots of classics. I think Jaws was popular back then. It's this horror film about a shark, you'd hate it.

[ and he seems so certain of it, too. ]

[mucked]

Would I? [ she hones in on this certainty -- if only to keep her high ground from the earlier altercation. it's not particularly generous of her. ] Why would I?

[uprightness]

It makes no sense most of the time.

[ and Peggy, that he knew, did abide by a certain amount of good sense. ]

I think they were gunning for a men against nature theme but it's not really Moby Dick.

[mucked]

Moby Dick wasn't all that much of an enjoyable romp, either, Steve.

[ shots fired? ]

[uprightness]

[ excuse! ]

Moby Dick is a timeless classic for a reason.

[mucked]

It reads like someone spliced a bloody technical manual with the dictionary definition of boorish grandstanding.

[ or maybe she harbours a distaste for the american canon because she's quick to add: ] And as for decent seafaring drama, Coleridge did it far better.

[uprightness]

And you're sure him being English has nothing to do with it?

[ he seems so terribly amused. ]

[mucked]

And he did it in fewer words. [ IGNORING his accusation. ] Brevity being the soul of wit, of course.

[uprightness]

Still not up there with Melville or Twain.

[ he shakes his head and just - ]

I don't know, the one about the Mariner was far too glum.

[mucked]

Was this perhaps some part of the agreement over the shield and the outfit, hm? [ she's teasing. ] Captain America must talk up stodgy American prose as well.

[uprightness]

If it helps, I like Keats as much as the next person.

[ and that has to count, right? ]

[mucked]

It mitigates some of the disappointment, yes.

[uprightness]

Well, some is better than none, I'll take what I can get.

[ it seems to dawn on him, finally, that the honor thing might stick around for a while, much as the 'language' comment did, at home.

at least she seemed to have forgotten about the fondue incident. ]

[mucked]

[ set aside, perhaps, but not forgotten. indeed, not so long from now, she'll allude to the 'fondue' incident in conversation with natasha. ]

Not that I've read Keats since my school days, of course.

[uprightness]

Of course.

[ but there's a smile there, a why not? that's hidden in the way he echoes her words back at her. there's something else to be said, probably but a knock cuts it short. ]

It must be that droid you hate.

[ which means, he's the one who heads for the door only to return later, handing her a glass of liquor. ]

Never thought I'd tip a droid, really.

[mucked]

[ she balances her chin on her bent wrist -- elbow lodged firmly against the table. he offers her a drink; she takes it. ]

It's a wide and weird world we live in, now. [ a slow sip. the spirits, she thinks, will help her find a more even keel in the wake of a truly bizarre argument. ] I trust he didn't give you any lip.