April System Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

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[therewerefifty]

[Makie's grown to have too much faith in the medicine of the future. Of course, it helps that magical healing is totally a thing.]

I'd suggest it. If you don't wish to be so open about it as to seek one yourself, Sam could probably recommend a source of assistance.

[to_rebel]

I am sure that he could. [Though there's some obvious hesitation there; this is not something he wants to burden Sam with (though he's still thinking in terms of home and this is not. Here, without the immediate burdens there pressing down on them, he could seek out Sam's assistance.

A sigh.] I will speak to someone.

[therewerefifty]

[Good. But now her concern is expressed, Makie isn't quite sure what else to add. So with a smile faintly wistful, she turns her attention back to the table.]

I'm glad to hear it.

Thank you for the tea.

[to_rebel]

I was doing my job. [So gratitude is not really necessary... or really deserved.

A pause, then because she seems genuinely concerned:] Atroma seems to have halted the progress of the, uh, disease. I should be getting worse. I am not. [That's reassuring, right?]</small

[therewerefifty]

[Somewhat but NOT REALLY. Given she knows exactly what he means.]

When I first arrived I was suffering from... tuberculosis, and had the same arresting effect. It didn't make my days any easier. [And she wishes he remembered her, but she'll leave that explanation there.] Is it... something along those lines?

[to_rebel]

[He nods, as she confirms what he already suspects. Knows, even, and tries to ignore.] Something like that. It's not really a disease, but it manifests like one.

[therewerefifty]

[To do with being an angel...? Then that's out of her depth, so she just gives him a faintly unhappy look.]

I hope you find a solution, Castiel.

[to_rebel]

[He sighs. It's almost out of his depth, really.]

I'm told that I do. [At home. In the future. It is good to know. Maybe it will give her some peace of mind as well.]

[therewerefifty]

[That does help, actually; different timelines are definitely a thing she's grown weirdly accustomed to, so.]

That's good to know. Perhaps if you're unlucky enough to stay here for long, the problem will resolve itself. People...sometimes fall asleep only to wake up with more memories from home.

[to_rebel]

I've heard that can be the case. [Castiel isn't sure if he wants that but it might be nice, to know what Sam knows.] Until then -- if it happens -- I suppose I'll have to find a way to manage.

[therewerefifty]

I wish you luck. [She smiles wistfully.] Perhaps your other memories will also return one day.