Veronica "Ya Girl" McClain (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2019-01-12 10:13 pm
itsyagirl) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-12 10:13 pm
Entry tags:
Missing Home
Who: open to all
Broadcast: no
Action: Iskaulit
When: Jan 12 or whenever...time doesn't matter
Veronica has been rather absent this holiday season. While she's made an appearance at the festivities, she hasn't really seemed all there, and has left early from most of them without talking much. For a girl whose life has changed so much so fast, even before the Fleet, one might think it would be easy for her to roll with the punches, but eventually, Veronica tires out, and she's hit that point.
She misses home. She's lonely. Sure, she has Lance here, but much of his time is dedicated to Keith and his team, and Veronica isn't about to take that away from him. He's happy. She isn't going to get in the way of that. While she's befriended people here, it just isn't the same, and she finds herself growing homesick and depressed.
She's spending a lot of time these days just sitting by the bay windows of the Iskaulit, looking out into the deep abyss of space. It's beautiful, and she really does love it, but...it's so cold and isolating. It makes her think of everything that she's lost, all the people who have died for a war that they were never even meant to be a part of... Veronica hugs her knees to her chest and just watches.
Broadcast: no
Action: Iskaulit
When: Jan 12 or whenever...time doesn't matter
Veronica has been rather absent this holiday season. While she's made an appearance at the festivities, she hasn't really seemed all there, and has left early from most of them without talking much. For a girl whose life has changed so much so fast, even before the Fleet, one might think it would be easy for her to roll with the punches, but eventually, Veronica tires out, and she's hit that point.
She misses home. She's lonely. Sure, she has Lance here, but much of his time is dedicated to Keith and his team, and Veronica isn't about to take that away from him. He's happy. She isn't going to get in the way of that. While she's befriended people here, it just isn't the same, and she finds herself growing homesick and depressed.
She's spending a lot of time these days just sitting by the bay windows of the Iskaulit, looking out into the deep abyss of space. It's beautiful, and she really does love it, but...it's so cold and isolating. It makes her think of everything that she's lost, all the people who have died for a war that they were never even meant to be a part of... Veronica hugs her knees to her chest and just watches.
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[She considers that quietly for a few moments.] Maybe we could grab a bite and talk? If you don't mind?
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C'mon. [He put his hand out.]
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Her lips twitch in a smile as she looks at that offered hand, and she gladly takes it. She's been sitting still for long enough that her hand is a little cold.]
Thanks, Keith.
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[He escorted her back towards the main area of the ship where the bars and restaurant were.]
What are you in the mood for? The mac and cheese at the Melting Pot is pretty good, even when using the Fleet's provided stock.
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I don't suppose there's any tacos somewhere? Mac and cheese sounds great too.
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[He shrugged a little as they walked.]
I'm sure someone knows.