open mingle post;

[payback]

Who: Everyone on the waystation!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: open to everyone to tag into
When: October 11, 2014

[It sure is a lovely day actually pretty much indeterminate time period out here in the vast darkness of space, isn't it? I bet everyone's enjoying themselves, getting a chance to get off their dinky little ship and stretch their legs. Even on this shitty, empty little waystation.

Where are you, droot flooters? What are you up to? Stay out of trouble, now.]

[ooc: hi everyone! I thought I'd give this a try and see how the game liked it. What we have here is a mass mingle post. Rather than everyone making a bunch of different posts about landing on the station, everyone is invited to post a parent comment with their character out and about, doing something. Everyone else is invited to look at who's posted, tag them, post their own parent comments, thread jack, tag around and generally have a grand old time! It should hopefully be a nice low-pressure way to do some action tagging with each other.

Please tag in if you feel so inclined! Don't be shy to tag around!]

Comments

[proteusmoon]

[ That helps surprisingly well, even catching her off guard with how much better it makes her feel. It's not the tell-tale feeling of an objective being fulfilled, but rather, a feeling of familiarity, of old comfort and reassurance. It feels like a memory, like someone did this often and the gesture was special to her because it was from that person. She doesn't remember Barakiel being especially heavy-handed on stroking her hair like this, but who else could she be remembering?

She shakes off the feeling and looks up at him, lifting a hand to wipe at her tears for a moment before she leans up to kiss his cheek softly. ]

I missed you. I know it's only been a day for you, but for me, I thought about you and wondered how you were doing every day for quite a while.

[jarredforlife]

[kisses are weirdddd... hugs her again awkwardly in response.]

I appreciate it.

[proteusmoon]

[ dealwithit.gif, angel. ]

Are you really all right?

[ She hesitates for a moment, then adds with a little obvious apprehension: ]

Are we all right?

[jarredforlife]

Yes... Of course. What?

[do you think he lets just anyone hug him I mean gosh]

[proteusmoon]

[ Good point. ]

I just... have been worrying a lot that you took my leaving personal.

[jarredforlife]

I wouldn't do something like that... Anyway, I always knew you had a goal beyond Court.

[shrugs]

[proteusmoon]

[ Somehow, that doesn't really make her feel too much better. ]

...I would have asked you if you wanted to come back with me--

[ She pulls away a little so that she can pick up her bag of purchases, giving it to him. It's a small pack of cigarettes in bulk and the silver cigarette case she was looking at earlier, the one with a rose engraving. ]

--but I didn't think it'd be right. I guess I was really just afraid of rejection though.

[jarredforlife]

[running a finger over the rose engraving]

It's not like I have anything much to go back to.

[proteusmoon]

[ A smile pulls at the corner of her lips as she watches him inspect the cigarette case. She wonders what he's thinking, but it looks like a good sign so far. ]

I didn't think you'd want to go where you'd be alone. I thought I'd be killed rather soon after I returned home. I should have been braver. Less presumptuous...

[jarredforlife]

[tucks the cigarette case away somewhere safe and hugs her, gently]

Thanks.

[proteusmoon]

[ Oh-- He hugged her. He hugged her. She blushes hotly at that, caught off guard by his initiation of the affection, and kisses his cheek again lightly before taking his hand. ]

Where were you headed?

[jarredforlife]

Eh, just browsing. Didn't have a goal in mind or anything.

[proteusmoon]

I'll browse with you.

[ She nods and begins walking along the booths, leading Barakiel with her. ]

Erm... have you decided if you're going to, ah, transfer ships?

[jarredforlife]

I haven't managed to catch my teammates for a talk yet...

[proteusmoon]

So you... do want to transfer to my ship?

[ She sounds and looks a little hopeful, before she remembers herself and schools her expression into something more neutral. ]

Barakiel, I... I meant what I said— about your choices being your own. Here, we aren't master and servant. There isn't a contract. You have no reason to obey me anymore and I want you to be able to live your own life, as you want to.

[ She takes a deep breath and slows their pace a little. ]

That said, I... I would be happier with you nearer. I'm trying to do right by you still. But I have missed you. I want you close... but only if you want that too.