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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[passingthrough]

That's pretty good. I'd love to see you two together sometime. I have a hard time picturing it. Not that I'm picturing anything weird.

[beathach]

[he grins a little bit, just a touch shy]

We've been out together a couple of times. It isn't as though it's a huge secret.

[passingthrough]

I'm just saying I should be a spectator somehow. I might be implying a double date. Is that really a thing people do?

[beathach]

I think it's a thing people do? I've never been on one, though. Not officially.

[passingthrough]

What makes them official? Matching corsages? A theme song? Royal proclamation?

[beathach]

Saying "this is a double date", probably.

[passingthrough]

You know all the ins and outs of this fast-paced world of dating in multiples. Should we?

[beathach]

Oh yeah, I know all there is to know about dating. [that sarcasm tho] I think it's a nice idea - maybe after the holidays?

[passingthrough]

Yeah, it's too busy now. Nice location for it, but we'll probably be on our way before it makes sense.

Speaking of busy, I'm going to be throwing Winn a new year's eve birthday party. And it's a surprise so consider yourself invited and sworn to secrecy.

[beathach]

Mm, that's true. And I mean - what better way to explore the next stop than while on a double date, right?

[. . .] His birthday is New Year's Eve?

. . .

I'll be there but I might be late. Is that okay?

[passingthrough]

Watch the next stop be the worst for this, but sure. I'm in. [Or maybe there will be an attack on the fleet and people will be busy with repairs and it will end up being the stop after the next stop.]

His birthday is New Year's day, but I didn't know if people would be up for back-to-back parties, so I figured I'd just smoosh them together. But sure, late works. Already had plans?

[beathach]

I don't know, Raven and I managed a date on the poisoned moon just fine. [and that place was pretty bad]

That makes sense, but - ah, yes. Raven and I have plans that are . . . uh. Important.

[for lack of a better way to say it without saying what he's doing]

[passingthrough]

Winn and I hooked up there. [In whatever definition of that term you want to use.]

Important, hmm? [Looking at him curiously. And she is starting to guess possibilities.] Well, you gotta do what you gotta do. And I fail at getting the word out sooner. But if you can come for any part of it, that would be great. It'll mean a lot to him. [She would really like Winn's friends to be there and for this to not fail miserably.]

[beathach]

Yeah? It wasn't all that bad there.

[he grins a little, but he ain't giving away the big reveal just yet] I'll definitely be there. I wouldn't miss it for the world.

[passingthrough]

Okay good. For some reason, I can't understand, Winn seems to like you. [This is a terrible way of saying you like Hank too, Kitty.]

[beathach]

[he grins, catching on] It's obviously for my sense of humor.

[no it's not. Or maybe it is, who knows]

Fade to black?

[passingthrough]

That must be it. [That and other things.] Okay, let's find Raven that novelty calendar she's always wanted. [Teasing again and not that serious about finding anything. Just hanging out with Hank.]