Heron Mingle

[axiomed]

Who: The Heron + Visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Heron
When: All of Jan!

[ Here lies the least angry birds. And any friends who want to visit. ]

Comments

[axiomed]

[ There's a bemused huff. ]

I doubt he'll be coming back.

[exothermia]

Even if he does, I won't have him on this ship again.

[He'd been too sick with grief to really push the issue before. But if Hux appeared in the Fleet again, Erik wouldn't hesitate to make his feelings known in a more aggressive manner.]

[axiomed]

[ Well, what is he supposed to say to that. ]

I know.

[exothermia]

[When he does get back on the ship, expect a jettisoning of Hux-related items.]

It doesn't leave many left on the Heron, though.

[axiomed]

No. But it's always been a quiet ship. I'm just — doing inventory for now.

[exothermia]

It's probably a good time for it.

[axiomed]

[ It. . . certainly is. He wonders if he should just stay up here - but it's a bad idea and Charles is aware of that. ]

Everything should be fine when people come back.

[exothermia]

[He doesn't doubt that.]

I'm glad to hear it.

[axiomed]

[ He palms the communicator thoughtfully. He's suddenly blindingly grateful for the position, for the work, for something away from thinking about himself. ]

I'll talk to you later then.

[exothermia]

[Erik considers saying something else, but it seems like the conversation is over. Best to leave it for now.]

All right. Take care.

[axiomed]

[ Softly. ]

You too.