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

[precedented]

[ What a dreadful waste. There's no sorrow like a broken instrument. Leto tilts his head slightly to acknowledge Jim but he doesn't make eye contact. Perhaps his fingers shake or perhaps he's imagining it in his head, still caught in the skin of a distant ancestor. ]

They'll forget soon enough. Memory is a weak reminder for the heart.

[universal_charm]

_{[ Slowly Kirk reached down, taking Leto's shaking hand with his and squeezing gently. ]}

They say that sounds and smells stay longer in the memory than sight. And a feeling - a feeling sticks with you most of all.

[precedented]

That really applies to a human life - a human death.

But memory lasts longer for me. I suppose I should be. Grateful.

and i think that my phone ate this one /sigh/ gmail is being weird :/

[universal_charm]

Should be, but doesn't mean you have to be.

I've always worried about that for you - the fact you don't forget things and carry the memories of other lives. It doesn't seem quite fair, you know?

it happens <33

[precedented]

[ He touches his ring. ]

Fairness is arbitrary. It always is. We make our own choices.

[universal_charm]

So make a choice now.

_{[ He reached out, touching his hand, curling his fingers around it to give a squeeze. ]}

Don't let the memories be painful. Not these. Come on, let's go find someplace quieter and you can tell me about them.

_{[ A burden shared was a burden halved. ]}

[precedented]

[ Loki wouldn't like that. But Loki isn't here. Susan is no longer here. So many people he had loved from afar, simply gone. Kanda doesn't remember him and Leto is sure that when he speaks, he'll shatter Leto. ]

All right. Lead the way.

[universal_charm]

_{[ Kirk nodded and took his hand more firmly, easing the other up and leading him out of the room, glaring at any of the surrounding people who might object or otherwise protest. He slid his arm around the other, heading for the elevators. ]}

We can go to my suite. It has a nice view, and it's quiet.

[precedented]

And then what? Nothing will change. Nothing will happen.

[universal_charm]

Maybe not, but if nothing else, it's a place to decompress and sort through what you're feeling without people watching your every move.

[precedented]

Is that how you feel on your ship?

[ It's clear which ship he means. Still he sighs. ] I am the Emperor of the known universe. Bi-la kaifa. I will not rail against inevitability.

[universal_charm]

_{{ He looked to him, reaching out and touching his cheek. ]}

But isn't that what emperors should do? Rail against the inevitable?

[precedented]

You have a very unique perception of the monarchy.

[ But he leans into that touch regardless. ]

[universal_charm]

I've never been one to care about titles, but I am a leader myself. Leaders don't just give in, do we? We can't. We're not allowed to.

But we are allowed moments of grief, between ourselves.

_{[ He steps in and hugs him. ]}

I know he meant a lot to you. I'm sorry it's like this.

[precedented]

He . . . cared for me. It's not often that happens.

[ And when it does, the crushing weight of Leto's destiny always hangs above his head. Ominous and destructive. Love is the blow that will kill him. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ Kirk stepped back and continued on their way to his suite - a rather unique affair with strips of glass running along the walls and floors and even the ceiling, filled with water and fish swimming lazily. It created a unique lighting illusion as well, ripples across the shadows of his room. ]}

Make yourself comfortable.

Ah, I brought my chess board along. We could play some, if you like.

[precedented]

[ Leto glances at it, the rules flitting through his head as a refresher. He usually played it with Ghanima. The water makes his skin itch, antsy. The Worm doesn't like the idea of its weakness surrounding them.

Idly, he says. ]

You picked an unusual room.

[universal_charm]

Hmm,did I? I just... I liked the way the water reflected around the room. It's peaceful.

[precedented]

I suppose it would be.

[ It gets his hackles up and Leto works hard to suppress the instinct to flee. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He glanced at him, tilting his head slightly. ]}

Does it make you uncomfortable?

[precedented]

The Worm is uncomfortable, not me.

[ He shrugs, faking nonchalance. ] But I am a desert creature. I'm not used to seeing this much water.

[universal_charm]

Oh. We can move, if you like.

_{[ He didn't want the other unnecessarily uncomfortable, as the whole idea was to help the other relax and get his mind off things. ]}

I don't think the hotel will mind if I occupy another room for a night. Special request - no water.

[precedented]

[ He shakes his head. ]

It's hardly any trouble.