Iskaulit Mingle

[dreamofakuze]

Who: Anyone and Everyone who might have business on the community ship!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: All over the Iskaulit
When: Spanning the whole month

[There's planets below and a community ship above and business to be had all over.]

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[apurrstate]

He hugs her back as tightly as he could. As much as he hated how he just smeared blood and vileness on every person he cared about, he was a weak and cowardly man; if Kitty was willing to still sit here with him, hug him, he couldn't turn her away.

"It is. I'm sorry to put it on you as well...but I also appreciate it. It's harder with most everyone else I know because they all have their own emotions and opinions to everything that happened and is still happening. Talking about it seems selfish."

[passingthrough]

"You didn't put anything on me. We're friends. Thanks for telling me. I know that kind of thing isn't easy. Living the thing is hard enough. Having to bring it up and get questioned about it time and time again is painful." She knows it can be helpful too. Sometimes it helps to face and deal with things. But sometimes it just feels like you're reliving it and suffering.

[apurrstate]

"Thank you." There's more emotion in those two words than he thinks he can actually convey. He knows they're friends, how could they not be after everything they've shared with each other, but hearing it is still a punch in the gut. He always lost his friends, either because they left him or because he was torn from them, none of them stayed. Kitty would stay. As long as she had a say in it, he knew, she'd stay. Maker knew he didn't deserve it, but he'd try.

He sighed and hugged her again before pulling away just enough to grant some space, though not enough to pull completely away. "Right. So. Now that you know what I'm drinking to, care to join me in getting lightly plastered? Maybe we can find something else to drink to while we're at it."

After all, there was nothing else he could do on the subject, having talked about it helped, but there was no solution to be had tonight. Tonight, there was just drink and company.

[passingthrough]

"Sure. I can do that." She's not one to give into peer pressure, but this feels different. Conciliatory. Friendly. "Just stop me if I start getting handsy." She's kidding. No, she's not.

She waves at the bartender, gesturing for them to have two more and for hers to be what he's drinking. It's a pretty amazing gesture honestly. Very communicative.

"Here's hoping those memories can't swim."

[apurrstate]

He wouldn't have been offended if she'd said no, but he is appreciative when she says yes. Drinking alone sometimes just made the whole thing seem lonelier. "I swear on whatever honor I can muster that we won't be drinking that much. I'm not interested in the accompanying hangover."

But the bartender brings their drinks and he gently knocks the edge of his glass to hers in toast. At least what they're drinking tastes good? And better with a friend.

[passingthrough]

"You're giving me way too much credit if you think it takes that many drinks." She's always been one to show affection more through touch than words. So when she feels warm and fuzzy and extra affectionate with a less reserved attitude? She gets touchy. Physically and sometimes emotionally depending on what's already going on in her head. She takes a drink.

"You know, next time, if there is a next time, you're feeling any kind of way about a thing and you'd rather have someone to talk to about it than not...you can call me. It's more reliable than hoping I pop by." She doubts he was sitting here just hoping she would, but she did and she thinks it put him in a better place? Maybe? Hopefully.