Eyuzi System Mingle

[lord_wizard]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you like!
Action: The planet Lyuku, the Iskaulit, and anywhere else you want
When: Sept 1 to Sept 28

[After a rather short time adrift, the fleet is finally in range of another planet. Small, peaceful, and colorful, there is plenty to do and explore.

Maybe it's enough to forget that vague feeling of unease.

Or not.]

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Comments

[wolfehawke]

[He wants to promise. He wants to tell her he'll never leave again because if he has his way, he'll stay in the Fleet forever with his found family. But he can't say it with certainty, not after he'd left. He knows he wasn't here for months, no matter if it actually feels as if it's been a week tops. Months and months. He has no control over it and it kills him.

He holds on just a bit tighter, swallowing the lump in his throat.]

What, you didn't like my disappearing act?

[ofkirkwall]

[ It'd be nice if he could promise, but she knows he can't - none of them can not even Marian herself. For all she knows she'll be the next person to disappear for months leaving them all behind. She exhales, trying to steady herself, listening to the faint laughter in his throat.

Sorry, she thinks breathing out shakily, I'm an ass to ask you that.

With a scoff she balls up a fish and jabs it in his side. ]

No, I hated it. Tacky and overdone.

[ Another jab, this one softer than the first. ] Ass.

[wolfehawke]

Jer- ah!

[He yelps and it turns into a laugh. Maybe a little manic, a little choked, but it's a laugh all the same, coupled with a squirm as she digs her fist into just the right spot to hit a cluster of nerves. It doesn't hurt, per se, but it makes him twitch. He wonders if she knows and did it on purpose.]

Alright, alright! You win!

[ofkirkwall]

[ His laughter seems to help at the very least, allowing her a moment to inhale, to breathe. Calm the rapid beating of her heart and the storm of emotions running about her head. Digging it in a little more (on purpose most certainly) she pulls her hand away, shifting until she is all but sitting on him. ]

Damn right I do.

[ Despite the smile her eyes still look red, dark shadows decorating pale flesh. ]

[wolfehawke]

[He doesn't exactly sit up, not with her sitting on him, but he does prop himself up a bit on his elbows, making no real move to dislodge her despite being fairly sure he's not that great of a seat cushion.

Her eyes look as if she's been crying and Wolfe is beset by another wave of guilt. Time to try and change the subject.]

I, ah, I saw Riona. She filled me in on some of the things I missed. A cannon, yeah? Frightening.

[ofkirkwall]

[ It's not odd for Marian to sport that oh-so-attractive 'I haven't slept in at least a week' disheveled sort of look, but this... well, this looks a little different. The redness is a noticeable difference, tears more of joy than the heartache she had recently suffered. But there is something else that clings to the edges of her eyes, her mouth. Defeat, perhaps?

At least she is brighter now, trapping Wolfe under her weight─ not that she weighs much in the first place. He could push her off if he really wanted. ]

Cannon? Oh, right, yes. It was pretty crazy. [ Her stomach drops as she laughs a little, glancing off to the side briefly. ] What else did she tell you?

[wolfehawke]

Mostly just that. I didn't give her much of a chance to talk, to be honest.

[An uncomfortable expression passes over his face briefly. Not because of his position, though it's not exactly easy on his back, but because of his general discomfort with being here. Not that he isn't glad to be, but he's missing months with no trip home - also both a blessing and a curse - and he's hurt people he didn't want to. It's not his fault, something in him knows that, but he's spent so long being blamed for things that aren't his fault he just generally believes he should take it.]

I'm sorry, Marian...