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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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Well, he can’t deny that. She does make him smile and she knows exactly which buttons to push to snap him out of his moods.]

Lucky indeed. [He snickers softly and moves to nuzzle her hair a little.] I consider myself a lucky man to have a wife like you.

Maybe you are not very good at aiming your shot, sweetling and it hardly has anything to do with me.

[He nudges her back.]

Well, you seem to disagree with me as well. That is no way to treat your lord husband.

[widow_of_the_crag]

I pray that you always think so and that I give you no reason to regret having me as your wife. [She whispered the words to him, leaning her head back against his shoulder. Her smile was warm and loving, adoring him with every breath inside her.] You are all I could wish for.

Or perhaps you are purposefully trying to give me poor lessons, just so that you can continue to protect me yourself.

[She laughs, taking another shot. It was still near the edge of the target, but at least she was hitting it.]

Am I a cruel wife? I treat you only as you deserve, my dear husband.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[He chuckles a little.]

I am no perfect man, Jeyne. But I am lucky I got to know love. [He truly wonders if he would have been able to love Roslin the way he got to love Jeyne.] You must never allow yourself to be blinded by love. Even though it is truly difficult for me to see your flaws.

[Then he full out laughs.]

You are on to me, my lady.

[It is obvious that shooting these arrows go better when she is relaxed. After she has taken her shot he curls both of his arms around her waist, pressing his lips against her hair.]

Hmn, yes you are. You should treat me with more kindness.

[widow_of_the_crag]

I'm not blind to your faults, Robb. I know them as well as my own. When I say I love you, it isn't simply the good in you, it is all of you. I love you for your flaws and virtues. You may not be perfect, but I can't imagine anyone would truly be happy with perfection.

[She beamed at him, pleased to have earned a laugh.]

I knew there was a knave in you.

[She takes in a breath as she feels his arms wind around her and he draws near. The touch of him is enough to relax her shoulders and arms. At her next shot, it hits closer towards the center]

I suppose I should. Perhaps I will take pity on my lord and king?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Perfection is such a boring thing. [It would make things easier, of course.] Boredom never brings forth happiness. It will only make a man lazy.

[He beams right back at her.]

You never knew that before?

[The feel of her muscles relaxing at his touch make him smile the goofiest smile ever. That typical smile only people who were smitten with another could wear.]

You should. [After those words he whistles.] Well done. It seems it would do you well if I am close to you every time you take hold of a bow.

[widow_of_the_crag]

As well as frustrated. If you got all you wished, then you would grow to hate what you have.

[They were happy, even if it wasn't perfect.]

Not nearly as well as I have learned here.

[She melted against him, lost in the depths of her feelings for him. Sometimes, it all seemed like some beautiful dream.]

Even during the heat of battle? What an odd sight we would make.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

It would never be enough. You would always want more. [He is sure if he would, though. Robb doesn’t care for possessions and wealth. His heart longs for other things.]

There will be no battles here. We have enough time. [To emphasize that he pulls her closer, humming softly.]

[widow_of_the_crag]

I am thankful then that you would want me with all of my flaws.

[And she had so many.

Her eyes shut as he drew her closer.]

Would you disapprove if I suggested we return to our room? We could have some supper and rest in each other's arms.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

There is nothing wrong with your flaws, Jeyne.

[He sighs softly.]

If you will it so. [He shrugs.] I must say I have quite an appetite. All this archery made me hungry.

[widow_of_the_crag]

We could have something sent up to us.

[Her arm was becoming stiff from the unfamiliar work out. It would likely ache in the morning.]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

The room service, yes. [Robb nods.] I wish to order a large cake. And a thick soup. And maybe even a bit of meat. [When he mentions that his stomach starts to rumble]

Let us go. [He reaches out.] Allow me to carry your bow.

[widow_of_the_crag]

[She handed it to him, giving a shy smile.]

You have quite the appetite, but I think we can sate it.

[She linked her arm through his, drawing close to him.]

Could we get a fruit tart as well?

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb chuckles at her words.]

There has never been anything wrong with my appetite.

[He plants a kiss on her cheek.]

Two if you will it. [Slowly he leans a little against her, staying close.]

[widow_of_the_crag]

How you spoil me.

[She leaned close to him as well, eager to spend the rest of the day beside him.]

I love you, Robb. Always and truly.

[ooc: End scene?]