Starships were meant to fly

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Who: Goldstone and VISITORS
Broadcast: n/a
Action: aboard the ship or hanging out on the planet is a go
When: Month of February

[It's a mingle ya'll ♥]

Comments

[veilstrike]

[ She really had intended for this to be a nice trip to visit someone familiar and welcome; she hadn't meant to be caught up in her own memories, and the way her eyes drink in the murals is betraying her more than anything else. She breathes in, once, a sharp noise, and Carl approaching actually takes her by surprise - she goes for a weapon that isn't there and swallows the lump in her throat.

Stepping back and away from the walls, she bows her head, a little hesitant. It's hard to put all this into words, but Carl is far removed from it - and it's not fair to come to a place that's comfortable for him and make it bad, somehow. ]

Andaran atish’an, da'len. These murals are familiar.