festival day!

[thespaceopera]

Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: Up to you
Action: Everywhere in the Yadrolla system!
When: 5/30

[At last, the day has come: Festival Day! Once again, the Starstrikers have taken the trophy this year. But that doesn't mean members of other teams, or those who didn't play, can't celebrate with the rest of them!

There are parties everywhere. Ribbons, streamers, and confetti litter every major street in the system. (Remember what they say about glitter...) There is food on every block, and people cramming into shops to get in on the merch.

Don't forget about the reason for the festival-- the pet adoption drive! A large playground-type area has been set up on the Starstrikers' desert moon where people can play and interact with the lovable creatures needing new homes. Whether you're looking for companionship or just something to do, there's plenty to coo over! Every pet comes with an info card listing a fanciful name and a general description of their age and temperament. Maybe Sir Pringle the puppy or Marquess Mariana the fish can become your new best friend.

Sadly, the Fleet will be drifting in about a week... but feel free to party until then!]

Comments

[mikangirl]

[Luckily she speaks fluent Sam by now. The joke just makes her relax.

Sort of. She smiles faintly.]

Any new baggage?

[Did you go home. Are you dead again. Is Dean dead again. Did Cas adopt a puppy. You know. :|]

[collegedropout]

Not that I'm aware of. I mean, I didn't go home. I just sort of... blanked out for a month.

I guess.

[He rubbed his forehead, grumbling.]

Small mercies.

[mikangirl]

I've been there.

[So that's both of them now. She remembers waking up feeling uneasy, but nothing else eventuated, so...]

I'll head back to the ship. I need to fill you in on some stuff. [And poke you a half dozen times to make sure you exist. You know how it is.]

[collegedropout]

... Is it bad stuff, or good stuff?

[He's just trying to brace himself for any potential damage.]

[mikangirl]

It's not bad stuff. Just stuff. [So not good stuff, either.] If you run into Cas first, he'll probably tell you himself.

[So yeah, by the time she gets there Cas will have breezed through and violated your ears or some such. See you soon, Sam.]

[collegedropout]

[Help me.

By the time he is properly filled in, he's sitting with a coffee and a hand on his face like oh my god why are my friends like this. Don't worry, it's short-term.]

[mikangirl]

[l m a o she's gonna come in and take one look at him and fish out the whiskey with a quizzical look.]

It was that bad?

[collegedropout]

[He sighs into his hand. Yes, he hasn't budged from his spot.]

... Just launching himself at the side of a ship in his celestial form, no big deal.

[mikangirl]

I know that part. He made a huge racket about it over the network. [What else was done she's not gonna mention. Cas'll fill him in.]

I meant his reaction to you.

[collegedropout]

... Oh, yeah. He kept sticking his fingers in my ears and looking up my nose.

Angels are weird.

[mikangirl]

Angels are angels. [Look at that, she's gone from being in awe over angels to 1000% Done With Angels. Something about Cas being a dumbass. She puts a shot in front of him a moment later.]

Here. It helps with the headache.

[collegedropout]

So I've heard. In regards to both things.

[Angels, shots, whatever. He is more than happy to take that shot, thank you.]

You wanted to fill me in on the time I've been out?

[mikangirl]

Mon-El's gone home. Ben's now got his shifts. If I lose another bartender anytime soon I might scream. We're currently at a new system that's super busy and has been holding sports contests since we got here. They just finished up, everyone's partying down below.

[She was not below. She was at the bar.]

Honestly, though, not much else has happened. It's been quiet.

[collegedropout]

[Damn. He couldn't say he was unhappy about Mon-El getting to return home — he didn't know his circumstances there, but he would hope they were decent (not everyone's a Winchester, right?). Even still, it sucks when people you expect to see are suddenly not there anymore. He'll have to drink to him later, a usual hunter habit.]

Yeah, well — I'll pick up some of that slack for you, so take a rest, huh?

[But the mention of sports contests makes his eyebrows raise a little.]

Sports contests. I'm getting flashbacks to the planet with the Q-tip mud wars.

[Remember that? The one where war and violence is super outlawed? That one.]

[mikangirl]

[Sweet offer, Sam, like she wasn't gonna work you into the ground at first opportunity. But her shoulders relax a little.]

Make sure everything's in working order first.

...that was a while ago. I only barely remember, but I remember the strict rules.

[You wanna second shot to go with that first?]

[collegedropout]

[Yes please, another round, bartender.]

Crazy how long ago it feels. I wonder how they're all doing now, back there.

[A planet they managed to fix. Crazy, huh?]

[mikangirl]

[You mean before the steady stream of planets that they couldn't? Yeah.]

Pointless to wonder. Somehow I doubt the Atroma will ever round back there. [And it was a long time ago, so she wonders if she's getting her planets mixed up. Hrm.] Was that the place Dean shot you?

1/2

[collegedropout]

.........

[collegedropout]

... Maybe.

[yes]

[mikangirl]

Ah. I remember it more clearly, now. [Look, at least she doesn't hold it against Dean. Even if she thinks he's kind of a moron.] That was a long time ago.

...we've been here way too long.

[collegedropout]

Huh, what gives you that idea? My graying hair?

[He's just kidding. Or is he?

... He's definitely got a few strands more than what he started with, actually.]

[mikangirl]

[Your greying hair is a lie, Sam. It gets greyer every time you go home, not from events here. She gives him an amused look, though.]

You know, you can colour that.

[collegedropout]

[He huffs a laugh, tucking some hair behind his ear. It's getting longer. Again.]

Why would I ever do something like that? It's so distinguished.

[mikangirl]

Distinguished, mmhmm, sure. I think we've had this conversation before.

[Hey, at least she beats you for length these days.]