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

[mucked]

In the nick of time, so to speak. [ she nearly leaves it at that -- the cheery happy ending. but peggy shakes her head. ] And not without loss of life. Howard was innocent of the charges laid against him, but it's hard to argue he quite deserved the depth of defense he got. In the end.

[ howard's a dear friend. truly. but some days, she struggles to justify the lives given so howard could go on turning a profit and living as though the rules never apply to him. ]

[outstandingbalance]

Sometimes it's less about protecting one person, and more about preventing what else will happen if they go down.

[Ever the realist, Natasha knows exactly how that works out.]

[mucked]

[ a hum of assent. ]

Precisely so. Quite apart from anything else, it shouldn't sit right with anyone that the SSR would be so hungry to slap a treason charge on anyone. [ and so here are sprouted the seeds, it seems, of her disagreement with the agency itself. it sort of makes shield's founding into a self-fulfilling prophecy. ]

[outstandingbalance]

There was a lot of suspicion in the air back then. And it'll get worse before it gets better.

[mucked]

[ a huff of a sigh. she nods. ]

Like the Hollywood Ten.

[outstandingbalance]

Exactly like that. And it was no better in Russia.

[mucked]

No, I imagine it wasn't.

[ culture wars go both ways. ]

[outstandingbalance]

[And sometimes even more than that.

Natasha lets the thread of conversation drop there, though. Probably not the most relaxing topic for their spa day.]