Iskaulit mingle

[lord_wizard]

Who: Anyone!
Broadcast: No
Action: Iskaulit
When: Feb. Drift Week (and beyond?)

[The fleet, more or less patched up after their battle, has once again left civilization behind for empty space. Maybe it's a good time to distract yourself and get away from the endless repairs and nothingness, though there might still be cleaning up that needs to be done here too.

Whether you're grabbing a broom or grabbing a drink, this is a fleetwide mingle for the Iskaulit.]

Comments

[uprightness]

She was confused. Her memories were all messed up. I think it's much better now. Come over, you guys can talk it over.

[ and then - an eye roll ]

You won't intrude on anything, we've plenty of time alone.

[outstandingbalance]

I'm glad to hear she's feeling better, at least. I'll try chatting with her again and see how it goes.

[Are you rolling your eyes at me, Steve Rogers?]

Is that so? So you're doing better?

[uprightness]

Yeah.

[ and the smile grows a shade shyer, the way it seems to always be when the subject is what he has with Peggy. ]

Much better, actually.

[outstandingbalance]

Good. You deserve it.

[Natasha shakes her head once, half smiling.]

I suppose I could manage to be a third wheel for an evening, if it's what both of you want.

[uprightness]

You won't be a third wheel.

[ the very thought! ]

Come on, last time was fun. You two can complain about me together as if I'm not there again.

[outstandingbalance]

[YOU SAY THAT]

That wasn't really the last time though, was it? Plus, you two have come a long way since then. But I suppose I don't mind talking about you behind your back.

[uprightness]

We have.

[ he won't argue that but - ]

But you're still a friend and a welcome one, whenever you want.

[ he looks at the little patch ]

Think you might want to start gardening one day?

[outstandingbalance]

Don't worry. I never thought you were trying to get rid of me.

[Crouching down on her toes, she inspects his little garden. Her lips twitch, skeptical.]

I don't see it happening any time soon. I'll keep the option open, though?

[uprightness]

Well, if you stop insulting them - when they're reading, you're welcome to a bit of pie.

[ leave his pumpkins alone, they're cute. ]

[outstandingbalance]

[They are cute. Which means they're smol.]

Just tell me when.