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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.]

Comments

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hmm. [he looks out over the balcony rail. his mind is definitely not on the people.]

It's a good theory. I don't have anything to disprove it.

[heresyandlace]

[he picks at his fingers while he thinks, and wonders if he might be able to find nail polish to buy here]

Are you still waiting for it all to go back to normal?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[what a disgusting thought.]

Was I ever? I don't know...

[heresyandlace]

[he glances up from his nails. he'd really only assumed. probably projecting.]

...You've never been anxious to get back?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I've been homesick.

[he'll admit that much with certainty. it's not that bad. anyone would be homesick, and Tek's hardly an exception.]

But my world has never been very good to me. Looking at it from all the way out here, wherever this is... The idea of going back gets very complicated.

[heresyandlace]

Don't you belong there, though?

[what with the whole demigod thing and all that.

...and see? it's almost like a getting-to-know-you date. starting over.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Don't I? Maybe it'd be better off without me.

[was he always this open, talking to Tek? maybe he was. the fact that he can't remember means that it's been far too long. he leans forward, over the table.]

Let's start with drinks.

[heresyandlace]

Oh, right. [he nudges a little table-mounted menu over toward him] Order whatever you want.

[he'll either afford it or terrorize someone until he gets what he wants. a standard lunch with Tek.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, lovely. [he picks up the menu to look, though--] Not that the choices are riveting around here...

[heresyandlace]

Another thing I miss.

[please let's not get started on the spacefood. and he lifts his chin in the direction of the menu, since he has very little interest in bothering to look at it himself.]

Anything look good?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Eh, sure. These guys.

[he will put down the menu and actually point to what he's looking at--since Stick cannot be assed to come up with space food.]