someone get a lady on this ship so I can't make that joke ever again

[unconfines]

Who: SS Golden Boys and whoever would like to visit
Broadcast: ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE WITH SCIENCE
Action: SS Golden
When: After shuffling!

[So we did all right during the Space Battle Interlude, but that doesn't still mean there aren't repairs to be done and shenanigans to be had.

IT'S A MINGLE GET IN THE VAN.]

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[diomedea]

You're very loud about it, it's important.

[Because Clearly This Is On You, Anders.]

Its okay, he's not one of the round people. You kissed them too but it was hot and furtive and afraid, it was desperate. You were living as much as you could, and she understands. But this is easier because there's no irons to lock you down and take that from you.

[She nods softly.]

[unconfines]

[She isn't wrong. She is, in fact, very correct, which might be expected at this point.

He doesn't like to think about the Circle— or, specifically, the potential there was with people like Karl in the Circle, potential that was strangled by his own fear and desperation. By templars with watching glares like blades already set at the back of his neck. By wanting so much and hating so much at the same time.

Anger simmers, deep beneath everything else, but that's hardly anything new.

This is different. It's easier. Easy like slipping on a patch of black ice is easy, he wants to think, but also just... easy. It isn't something he'd thought he'd have before.

He doesn't know what to say. So he says instead:]

Do you actually need to be on the floor? Seems like it might be cold down there.

[diomedea]

She likes the solids under her, it feels real. So much is drifting is floating, fleeting and she smiles softly. It's easier this way.

[She looks over at him. Maybe it's him?]

The Captain is very fierce. Very terrible, he thinks. There's so many claws in him.

[unconfines]

[It's a fair enough explanation. He's never really been one for sea travel, either; not that you can call this sea travel, but it's the closest equivalent he has.

He likes the topic better, too.]

You're going to have to be more specific around here. We have a few Captains running about. Though I can only assume you're talking about this one. [He tugs his collar down, where his kitten blinks in the sudden extra light.] She's got the claws and the epithet to go along with them.