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

[necromanswers]

[She hums a somewhat non-committal response, at first, satisfied by keeping him close like this. She knows he's being indulgent - both for her sake and for his own - and she also knows better than to call attention to it. They're both fine like this, and pride... well, it doesn't mean a fraction as much as what he means to her. She meant it. She missed him, even while he was standing right in front of her.]

Shut up, you're just as much of a sadsack without me. We've always been better together. And we'll be better than ever from now on.

[Nothing can change that. Not the staff, not Fisher, not the Hunger... not even Lucretia.]

[abracafcku]

I take offense at being called a sadsack. I'm at least a sadclutch, maybe even a sadpurse, but I'm better'n a sack.

[He chuckles at his own terrible joke and then reaches up, flicking the tip of her ear.]

And if we're better together - you should totally join me in this beach look. I'm the height of surfer fashion and you know it.

[necromanswers]

A sad reticule. Stylish, decorated, and currently hanging off a lady's shoulder.

[She snags the rim of her hat between her toes and flips it up to catch it, shaking the sand out of it before plopping it back onto her head.]

What, this isn't beachy enough for you? I was never the surfer, remember, I'm no expert on the "look" that you invented.

[abracafcku]

I mean, it's [He runs his hands through his hair, squeezing some water out of the locks before flicking his fingers at her in air quotes.] "adequate" if that's what you were looking for.

But you could do so much more, y'know. Get a floral lei, grab some shells, get a nice sun bleach going.

[necromanswers]

Hmm... I'll consider it...

[She looks him up and down thoughtfully, then grins, her expression shifting to one of playfulness.]

...If you finally teach me how to surf.