Naviadna Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on the fleet or in the system
When: The month of June



Welcome to Naviadna! Enjoy the beautiful sights, amazing technology, and all the other wonderful things this system has to offer! Where will you go? What sort of shenanigans will you get up to? How are you dealing with the planet's insistent singing at you?

Have fun!

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Comments

[cajunspice]

[Still too proud of himself and chuckling away as he grinned, Remy first brushed his own hair back of his face before doing the same for Jim, moving it away from his eyes.] Ahh, come on, 'm not that cruel. Plus, even if it was, just water, won't hurt it. [Yes, Remy knows how quickly Jim had made a bond with that shirt, it was well out of bounds for it being damaged in any ways.

Unlike other clothing.]

[universal_charm]

Water can absolutely damage it, and this is sea water! There's salt and probably some other stuff in it!

_{[ He pouted at Remy and poked him beneath the water before turning to make his way out, stripping off his wet shirt and then his pants, leaving only his underwear and laying them out over a nearby dry rock for lack of a better place to put them. ]}

[cajunspice]

Sure there be, cher, sure there be. [Yeah, he's not feeling too sorry about it all yet, still too amused as he finally pulled himself from the water too, planning to just dry off in the sun.

Then again, at least it resulted in some nice views for him, Remy watching Jim get himself sorted before moving up behind him. Wrapping his arms around Jim's waist he pressed a kiss to his temple.] But look what it got me, I think it be well worth the risk.

[universal_charm]

Hmm, a sneaky Cajun, are you?

_{[ It's affectionate, the way he says it, leaning into his lover and turning his head to nuzzle him gently, enjoying the smell of salt on his skin, the heat of him - gentler than the sun beating down, but mingling nicely. ]}

[cajunspice]

The most, [Remy allowing a touch of that purr he adored aiming at Jim into his voice, smiling against the skin on Jim's neck before pressing an open mouth kiss to the same spot.]

With real sticky fingers too. [It said as he followed a line of water trailing down Jim's stomach before hooking that finger into the top band of Jim's underwear, then releasing it to let it snap back against his skin.

Yes, he's fallen into full brat mode right now.]