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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: ANYONE!
Broadcast: ANYTHING!
Action: Probably either on or around the October planet!
When: Within the first couple of days that the planet shows up.

[holy shit you guys there is a planet, like, an actual planet now. what are you gonna do? get out and look? marvel at the locals? search for aliens? stand around your ship and questioning every life choice you've made up until this point? hang around in orbit because planets are for squares?

this is mostly for early stuff, so please feel free to make your own posts in the next couple of weeks with more planet (or station, or ship!) shenanigans.]

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[osananajimi]

I missed you. [ she hiccups, looking embarrassed. ] So much, I ... !

[ admitting things like this isn't an easy thing for a person like makoto, really. but she had become close to her cecil. closer than she'd ever been to anyone else; closer to any woman, ever. so many things had been special with cecil, that once makoto found she was without her, she crumbled.

back in her presence (or so she thinks)
she's crumbling all over again. ]

M'tired... [ her voice is small. she's already exhausted herself between her attempts to adapt here and the unexpected reunion. her tense shoulders eventually turn to jelly as she soaks up the positive attention from cecil like a sponge. ]

I've been tired since I lost you. [ since long before then, really. it's been kind of a hard knock life, to be honest. breathing in against cecil, makoto squeezes the last straggling tears from her eyes as her temperament finally starts to even out. ]

[proteusmoon]

[ It's not that Cecil doesn't realize that Makoto isn't just talking about physical exhaustion; it's that she can't think of any other way to further calm her. She gives her another squeeze as she curls in her arms, then begins to gently lead her along to the dormitory of the ship, taking her to a cot to lie down on. ]

I'm here now... It's all right. Rest, all right? This is a lot to take in at once.

[osananajimi]

[ she follows along more compliant than ever, really. perhaps she just really needed to be mothered, as foreign as the concept is. breathing against the pillow as she tries to adjust to the cold feeling of the cot as opposed to the comfort of cecil herself, makoto mumbles and laces their fingers. small, calloused hands quiver a little as her form eventually becomes languid. she really was exhausted; all she had to do was finally lie down to truly feel it.

her face is still red. eye still puffy.
she closes them, thin-lipped and slightly embarrassed. ]

Stay for now, Saber. [ her voice teeters between commanding and pleading. ]

And later I'll have much more to talk about.
There is much

I LOST THIS ;A;

[proteusmoon]

[ Cecil smiles a little, reaching to stroke the girl's hair back away from her face tenderly. She grabs the end of a blanket and pulls it up over Makoto's lithe form, tucking it in around her while she settles onto the frame of the cot itself. ]

Of course I'll stay. Don't worry.