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Who: Kitty Pryde + everyone
Broadcast: Network
Action: Iskaulit: Dance studio
When: New Year’s Eve (slightly backdated)

[Not long ago she’d been considering the best way to handle Winn’s birthday now that he’s gone and all. She considered enlisting a close friend or two to be on duty for support or distractions or just barricading herself in her room and feeling it and dealing with that. In the end she went with booze. Lots and lots of booze.

When she turns the feed on she’s lying down on a series of three chairs, holding the communicator above her head.]

Did I ever tell you about the time I was in Marina—the underwater prison place—and this tiny alien or robot or possibly dog man thing took over and made it rain fruit punch and then made us dance in a dance marathon and if we didn’t he was going to put us in a room with a moose. And I’m not drunk! [She laughs like she just said something very funny.]

No, no, I mean I am drunk but it’s also true. It was a very strange place. Did you know you had to get a wristband if you wanted to have sex with someone? Yeah. It was like being at a bar and wanting drink. [Speaking of wanting to drink. She looks around for her bottle and then lifts herself up enough to achieve drinking.] Oh! And then it was like enforced monogamy where you could only be with your band partner.

Wristband. Not like music band. You didn’t have to have sex with the person you played the flute with. [More laughing.]

What was I…? Oh, yeah, do you know I haven’t kissed anyone in moooonths? Yeah. Like May. May 10th. [Winn disappeared May 11.] In the prison you couldn’t do that because every two months—if they were months—they would send out these mistletoe robots that would make you kiss someone or lots of someones. Usually lots of someones. They had shrinking forcefields and confetti. I had to kiss a guy without lips once. Did I mention it was a weird place?

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I get that. [Better to keep the past in the past. Pushed far down. Far, far down. And away.

There was a sigh from Remy, trying to think of a nicer way to put it but...] That 'bout right. Was tryin' to think of 'nother way to say it but... really can't. [Certainly not without going into details about everything with the Guilds and all that mess.

He ended up shrugging if off.] Don't matter, not here at least, hein, not like he just goin' to show up or 'nything... 'nd if he do, then goin' to have to hide everything valuable.

Well, you still have family here even without him. [She reaches over and squeezes his hand. It's a sentiment she may not have shared so easily sober, but one that holds true in any state-of-being. Remys are family.]

[That managed to knock that cloud that was starting to form over his head, a hint of a smile before Remy leaned over to press a brief kiss against the side of her head.] That real kind of ya, petite.

[And don't worry, Kitty, he won't hold you to anything you say while drinking. This was a here and now situation.]

Who's being kind? I'm just calling it like it is. [Besides, it's more family for her too. Always trying to keep one going and it's always falling away.]

[Remy gave a warm chuckle in reply to that,] That so? 'nd here I though ya were bein' comfortin' to me, guess I guessed wrong. Totally wrong. Absolutely wrong, in all possible ways. [A grin returning as he gave her shoulders one more squeeze of a hug.]

Now, dependin' if ya done with drinks for the night, how 'bout we head back 'nd I can make ya up something to soak up some more of that drink 'nd make sure ya ain't hung over or 'nything tomorrow?

Appreciate the concern, but I'll be okay. I think I want to just hang out here longer, but you head back. I'll be fine.

Ok petite, [Shifting his arm from her, Remy pushed himself off the wall to stand.] Ya give me a yell if ya do want a hand back, or late night munchies, hein? [Part of him did want to stay... but she was a big girl and could look after herself.]

See ya back on the ship. [Adding that as he headed across the room to the door.]

I will. Promise. I've always wanted someone to wait on me. [She won't be calling, but she will make it back in one piece. No worries.]

See you at home. [Which is what that Twin Roses is now.]

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