July Goldstone Mingle (with a short sad broadcast shucks)

[throwsdown]

Who: Goldstone crew and visitors!
Broadcast: A short locked to and for the crew. :'|
Action: SS Goldstone Mingle
When: July 9th - 31st!

Takeshi will address the crew promptly when they return to the ship — it's up to him as captain to make sure everyone knows what's going on, right? So with a subdued tone, he says over the loudspeakers: "Captain, um, Takeshi here. Miss Opal and Miss Maggie have gone home... I know we're gonna miss them a lot, but let's hope they've got really nice people to go home to... Friends and families and things they had to do. Umm... Take care of each other, and remember that some of us don't seem t'stay still for long, so be nice and remind them how much you care 'bout them, just in case, okay...?"

A pause.

"They wouldn't want us to stay too sad, so... keep your chins up and let's do good things moving forward, so they'll be real proud of us."

Comments

[throwsdown]

[He frowns sadly.]

Sorry about your friend.

Mine's name was Chase... She was just a little girl. The — the ship were were on had a lot of dangerous things on it. She was strong, real strong, but she couldn't fight it by herself.

[He scoops up a little glass; the black gloves of his suit protect his hands easily.]

She saw the future a lot... Before she left, she said I'd live for a long, long time.

[noprophecies]

. . . I am sorry to hear that.

[death was normal to her, but when it's a child, it's a different feeling. She frowns, as though she's considering what to say, and how to say it to a child far wiser than he should be]

Mine was Hadrian. He was old - at least, as old as my father would have been. And he would use magic he shouldn't have - to save people. He used it too many times, and the last time he did, it was to save us. He died so that we would live. [a quiet huff, as she picks up that had fallen out of the basket] He left his tavern to me.

[throwsdown]

[A thin-lipped smile draws on his features, much too old for him.]

It's okay.

...

Hadrian was very brave and strong, huh? He sounds real cool.

[noprophecies]

He was. [flat, quiet] He gave me a place to stay, when we first met. I never got the chance to pay him back for that.

[throwsdown]

[Takeshi smiles up at her.]

That's what my dad did. My adopted dad at home. His name's Kaze, and he took care of me after I got stuck working for Gantz.

[noprophecies]

[why are there these parallels, ugh]

That was very nice of him. [...] I got into a fight with some rowdy patrons and chased them out, and Hadrian was impressed. So he told me I could have a room for free if I would do that whenever I was in town and there was a problem.

[throwsdown]

[He gives pause in his clean-up, looking pleased and perhaps a smidge fond.]

He saw good things in you.

[noprophecies]

[she, on the other hand, is looking anywhere but at him. She shakes her head]

He saw someone he thought he could save. I was young and . . . very, very angry. Offering me something like that was offering me . . . something steady. Safe. A home, if I ever wanted it.

[throwsdown]

[Yeah, well, you're not gonna stop him from looking so pleased.

Because you're good, you're totally good.]

Homes are important. Feeling safe's important.

[noprophecies]

[NO SHE'S NOT oh my god she's never looking at him again]

It is, but it means nothing to someone who doesn't want that. And I didn't - I don't know if I want that even now.

[throwsdown]

... I guess that's okay. To not want a home. Some people travel a lot, like my adopted dad.

[He perks up a bit, though.]

You like having friends, though, right? Or family?

[Like me, right?]

[noprophecies]

[why would you even ask her that, Takeshi, god dammit]

I - yes? At times I do.

[throwsdown]

[He beams, patting both hands on his chest.]

Friends like me, right?

[noprophecies]

[DON'T PUT HER ON THE SPOT LIKE THIS]

Er. Yes - of course.

[throwsdown]

[He grins wide, and before she has a chance to properly do much of anything, he moves forward and wraps his arms around her middle in a fiercely fond hug.]

I'm happy I've got you and the others for friends, Miss Tempest...!

[noprophecies]

[oh no what is she supposed to do now . . .

She just. Awkwardly pats him on the head]

[throwsdown]

[He glances up, wrinkling his nose.]

... Miss Tempest, you're not a very good hugger, are you?

[noprophecies]

. . . I don't know, I don't get many hugs.

[but okay now that the shock has worn off - she hugs him back]

[throwsdown]

[He laughs lightly, snuggling close for a moment.

Not too long; Miss Tempest isn't used to 'em, after all.]

If you want, I'll give you a hug whenever I can remember! So you can get some practice.

[noprophecies]

I - ah, if you . . . want to?

[she wants to say no, but also it's Takeshi.

Why is this happening to her, dammit]

[throwsdown]

[He frowns and finally gives some pause, some sign of hesitation, and his hands sort of hover as he steps back.]

... Do you not like hugs, Miss Tempest?

[noprophecies]

I do at times, I suppose. [she likes when Sayid hugs her, but that's a little different] I am not a very . . . mm, touchy person?

And it depends upon who it is. [a long, long pause] . . . I do not mind them from you.

[throwsdown]

[Awww, you're making him blush.]

Me? You think they're good hugs?

[BECAUSE HE REALLY DOES DO HIS BEST WITH HIS HUGS!!!]

[noprophecies]

Yes? I would not say so if I didn't think so.

[this conversation is the worst]

[throwsdown]

[He looks energized by the compliment, but he holds his fists up, as if holding himself back from something.]

I just wanna hug you right now...!!

But I'll save it, so you don't feel all -- hugged out!