Twin Roses Mingle (visitors welcome)

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Who: Twin Roses’ crew, friends, and lookieloos
Broadcast: Unlikely
Action: Twin Roses
When: March 2019

[Not much has changed on the Twin Roses since their stay on the Marsiva. No crew changes. No promotions or downgrades, although Vash is no longer co-captain, but rather first mate, in case anyone missed it and Krolia is still somewhat new among their ranks.

There aren’t even any stale donuts lying around which also means the plants in the garden and pets are thriving and their food stocks are still going strong. Yep, just totally normal stuff after being gone over a month! And probably no weird things to talk about after seeing each other’s memories. Business as usual here!

Also, there was the part where they attacked the Marsiva afterward for a hot minute. Just another normal day in the life of the fleet.]

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[cajunspice]

[That caused him to raise an eyebrow at her, thinking she might be here due to how he's been acting recently rather than something for her, at least when she asks something like that.] Ah... gettin' there, I guess. [His gaze going back to the two cats bouncing around the room as he moved to pet the other half asleep over his legs.] Just gettin' back to normal, ya know?

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Yeah, I know. [When he looks away she lets her gaze follow, watching the cats too. Since she did take this detour it's probably worth addressing that too.] We saw a lot. Shared a lot. I'm sorry dream me was such a dick.

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[That brought Remy's attention back to her, a blink of his eyes, before he lets out a low chuckle and a bit of a head shake.] Ah, actually... I don't remember a lot of 'nything that happened. At least durin' those dreams. I got little bits 'nd pieces but... not a lot beyond that. [His expression going back to something more serious.] Was there something that happened ya wanted me to remember? 'm sorry I don't if so.

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...What? [No, she heard, but her attention turns back to him at that revelation.] You seriously don't remember or it was so rough you're pretending not to remember? [A bold accusation to make from the man's bed, but none of it?]

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I... seriously don't remember. [Ok, now he's feeling bad about this. If she came to talk to him about something that happened during it then... Remy let out a sigh.] I don't remember m' dreams normally, I have them but donno what they ever be. Calibrations be the same, I don't remember last time that well, or time before that. [Well, he remembers something from the first one he had been through, but is not willing to share that. That was between him and Rogue... and he wasn't sure if she knew he remembered it either.

Remy shrugged.] I just... don't. I mean, for ya... I... remember weapons? [Sorry Kitty, but he's at least looking apologetic at it all.]

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[She didn't mean to make him feel bad about it. Maybe it's that she feels bad now. She remembers what she saw in his space, and while none of it was quite on the level of his own death or something it was still lopsided now.] No, it's... It's good. The memories I was sharing with people weren't exactly nice ones, you know? I'm glad you didn't have to see those things. [Even if maybe there is a little part of her that would have liked to have shared them with Remy. Maybe not under those circumstances exactly where neither of them had a choice, but it certainly got things across in a way words just couldn't match. But it probably really is for the best he not have to live with those memories. They haven't all been easy for her.]

[cajunspice]

I mean... thanks, but ya know, 'm willin' to be an ear 'nd shoulder if ya need it. I may not be able to understand everything ya gone through with how ya world be, but I can actually manage to shut up for awhile to be a listener rather than a talker. [A smile to go along with that bad joke of his to try and cheer her up.]

Did... ya wanna talk 'bout something I had seen durin' that?

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I know. [She relaxes a little. It's Remy. They're friends. Hell, they're family.]

I actually wanted to talk to you about Vash. [She pauses like she's about to say something difficult for her because it is even if she's also talking about the guy she's been sleeping with since this past June.] I like him. [They're on the same ship. Sometimes they are sometimes publicly affectionate or at least affectionate in a public space where they at least started off alone, but she's been keeping her feelings about him to herself. She doesn't talk about him much and often it's in a joking way when she does. It's very different than how she acted when she was with Winn. She used to talk about him all the time to other people and they were aggressively affectionate no matter where they were.]

[cajunspice]

[There was... many ways Remy could answer that, most of them joking, a few sarcastic, and he was tempted to go that way... but she seemed to be hesitant to talk about it so he bit his tongue.] Oh yeah? [Though the fact she was bringing it up at all...] 'm guessin' this is goin' from ya 'like' him to ya 'like like' him? [It's a little kiddish, a little too teenager talk, but it got the point across.]

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We went from saying it was casual and open to saying his my boyfriend. [She's not sure why she's telling him all this. She doesn't really need to if all she wants is to ask her question, but... Maybe she needs to talk about it anyway. She's hesitant to talk to Kurt much about it. She's a little afraid having the relationship talk will lead back to Winn and make him think of parallels with Linda. And also a little afraid he'll murder Vash if something goes wrong. Details. And this is a hard subject to bring up with Chekov when he still has feelings for her. And Tyrion's relationship norms are just so distant from the ones she's used to.] Back during our time on the Marsiva. Valentine's Day technically.

[cajunspice]

Rather appropriate day for it. [Remy gets it, sometimes things need a lead up, setting the scene. He will just prompt along as she needs it, leave her to sort her way through it, unless it looks like she needs help to keep going.]

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It was. I didn't even realize he was setting up a date on Valentine's Day until later. Anyway, he doesn't believe this but I'm a terrible girlfriend and I wanted to get him something, but I'm not sure what it should be.

[cajunspice]

[Remy's brows raised up as he wondered if he was getting this right.] So... ya want m' advice on a belated Valentine' present for him?

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Or just...a thank you for being in my life and dealing with my baggage present. [You could have just said yes, Pryde.]

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[That would be a 'yes', but that's ok, Remy can read between the lines.

During their talk he had become distracted with her, having forgotten about the laser, and seeming to understand play time was over the other two cats moved to join them on the bed, one deciding Kitty was also fair game and flopping over her lap as Remy thought.] Ya know, there be that sayin' that to a man's heart be through his stomach, 'nd we all know Vash's greatest love, no offense petite, be donuts. I think we could manage to make some rather nice lookin' ones, even make them pink 'nd heart shape if ya wanna do the belated Valentine's thing. Or maybe spellin' out 'thank ya' if ya rather that. He'd be over the moon with those.

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[Her hand brushes over the cat's fur. Surprised and a little flattered to have been chosen.] He does love donuts, but he can make better ones than I can. [It might be something with Remy's help, but...] I think I want it to be something more...tangible. Something he could keep if he wanted to. I had a few ideas. I'm just not sure if any of them are any good.

[cajunspice]

[Remy barely registers his own movements as he moved a hand to touch the bracelet he wore on his left wrist, one that had appeared after the last planet stop, and one that some might notice Jim wore a copy of.

He can get that, something more lasting.] I see. What were ya thinkin'?

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Well, one of my ideas was a friendship bracelet. [Starting there seems natural enough. She might have subconsciously noticed Remy touching his.] Which probably sounds kind of cheap and childish and maybe the wrong message to send someone you just agreed you were in a real relationship with, but... I don't know. I've always considered friendship important. Precious. I thought maybe a red one. I've never seen him wear any jewelry except the one earring though. I was kind of thinking maybe I could find another earring for him too. I guess a lot of this depends on what I can commission in the fleet or at our next stop wherever that is. But I was thinking maybe a metal feather. [There were feathers falling from the sky in Vash's calibrations, but were they something positive or not? She's not sure. That's not all of her thoughts, but she pauses there to see if he needs to laugh or something.]

[cajunspice]

Yeah, that feather idea sounds good, [Unlike her Remy can't put his finger on why he agrees with that... but he does.] Though maybe not an earrin', may get in the way with hangin' down, ya know? Could work as a feature on the bracket? [Seeming caught up in the idea, not really looking at her but with an unfocused gaze, Remy shifted suddenly in his seat. Reaching across the bed to the bedside he grabbed a note pad and pen he had there, quickly drawing down an idea that came to mind. He wasn't a great artist, he couldn't do a portrait or landscape, but he could do the basic shapes for buildings and jewelry. It just came with the territory.

It took a few moments before Remy turned the pad around for her to see two different ideas on it.] Something like one of these?

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Those are nice ideas. Still a little nervous about getting him a piece of jewelry he doesn't normally wear. It might mean he doesn't like bracelets. [But she doesn't feel too strongly about it. They are nice designs.]

Do we have any metalsmiths left? I know Sokka was, but he's been gone for awhile.

[cajunspice]

...good point. Maybe ya can put the 'mage 'nto something else? Something he doesn't have to wear but can keep in his room? Ornament or something. [Not that Remy really goes peeking in Vash's room, he has no clue how the other man has his space set up.]

Honestly, I wouldn't have the first clue, I never got stuff made on the Fleet, only when we stopped off at places. 'nd then that depends on what skills the folks there got 'nd what materials they use to workin' with.

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I guess I could always put a filtered request out to everyone. Or there's my cactus idea. Actually, that might be harder. I kind of liked the idea of getting him a plant. [Which is an inside joke as far as she knows. It's not a part of himself Vash seems that eager to share with others. Also, would he think she was making fun of him?]

[cajunspice]

Never know, next place may have a feather plant, get two in with one. [A bit of a smirk with that poor joke before he continued.] Part of me says go with ya gut on this, Kitty. If ya believe he would like it, go for it. Sometimes it is 'bout risks, even with gifts, 'specially if they might feel a bit close to home.

[Remy then took a moment to consider if to tell her, since it was a little personal, then deciding to. They were friends, and Kitty had came here for help, only fair he would share.] I got something special made up for Jim on his last birthday. It could had gone real bad, 'nd I knew that when I got it done. Both what it was 'nd what it referred to for him back home. He ended up likin' it, but also knew how it meant from me, that it wasn't 'nything more than just a birthday gift, 'nd that I had done it because I knew he would like it, even if it may be bitter sweet at times since he's here 'nd not home.

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Definitely holding out hope for a feather plant. [She smiles back. Before listening to the rest of what he has to say about Jim.]

Would it have been a problem if it had been more than just a birthday gift? [She doesn't know a ton about the nature of their relationship. Other than it seems open, something she couldn't quite manage in any real way even when that's what she called her relationship to Vash.]

[cajunspice]

Considerin' it was a ring, oui, in that case it would had been. [Though Remy was able to smile about it now, even if at the time he had been nervous as hell that Jim would take it the wrong way.] I would say I can't see Jim Kirk as a marryin' type, but then again, the other him is 'ngaged to Victor, so...