pulse, and other, open mingle (12-7 to whenever)

[ex_resound725]

[Wowee! We get hit with a pulse on the seventh! Isn't that fun! Also, a ship crashed, and baby it's cold inside. Some prompts.

A: Pulse: A pulse hit the planet! Life support went out, and that super sucks, but it will only last for an hour. Maybe more sucky: some or all of your powers may or may not have died! That's awkward. Are you disappointed you can't walk through walls now? Has nothing changed for you? Are you now a dead girl because you made a deal some aliens? Are you a sword? Have fun kids, and try not to hold a Class Trial.

B: Salvage: That sure was a ship that went down! URSULA identified it as the Narcissus which is apparently a human military ship so obviously this will be safe and no one is going to come across any type of trouble salvaging the ship. Maybe someone should text Naoko to tell her what's going on. Everything is fine.

C: Blanket-sharing meme: You know what you're here for.

D: ETC: Roxy is putting up mistletoe, there are flowers, people keep building stupid things. Do whatever!]


[ooc: OOC post here??]

Comments

[imsorey]

I don't think it's bad. Just different.

[there's still worry in his eyes, as much as he tries to brush it off]

[oneandmikleonly]

[tries a tiny smile]

You turned out all right.

[imsorey]

[throwing an arm around his shoulders]

More than just all right, come on.

[oneandmikleonly]

I wonder about that.

[leans into him, though, a little cautiously]

[imsorey]

You don't have to make this difficult. There are plenty of humans you like.

[steering him towards the library in the hopes that a place to sit and the rows of books there can be a physical comfort to balance out any odd changes]

[oneandmikleonly]

I like lots of humans fine! I just didn't expect to be turned into one...maybe?

[he does seem to relax a little as he realizes where they're going]

We won't even know for sure unless we run lab tests or something.

[imsorey]

Valentine might have her hands full with all of...this. But we can run some tests if you want to.

[hesitating at the door to the library, waiting to see if Mikleo wants to change directions and head for the labs]

[oneandmikleonly]

[he also hesitates, but heads right into the library instead]

If it gets more troublesome we can go to the labs, but for now...quiet's probably best.

[imsorey]

[following him in and heading for the bookshelves. he keeps one eye on Mikleo, but otherwise browses through their collection for something he hasn't read yet]

There might not be a need to run tests if everything is back to normal in a few hours anyways.

[oneandmikleonly]

Do you think it will be...? This is--this is pretty drastic.

[imsorey]

I'm...hoping it all goes back to normal soon. We don't have any evidence that it's temporary, but we don't have any to indicate that it's permanent either. I'd rather think it will go back to normal, or we can fix it.

[he quirks a tiny smile]

And I don't think I can get used to that hair color.

[oneandmikleonly]

[grumbly]

It's not that bad. It's almost the same as yours.

[imsorey]

No way, mine is way browner.

[that makes all the difference]

[oneandmikleonly]

[humph]

Are you saying I'd carry it better if it were the same shade as yours?

[imsorey]

Of course, then we'd match.

[oneandmikleonly]

I'm not so sure that's a positive...

[his tone's light; he's teasing, a little of the tension easing. it's enough to let him pull a book out and sit down]

[imsorey]

I bet it would be fun for a little while.

[it takes Sorey a few seconds longer, but he takes a seat next to Mikleo once he has a book]

[oneandmikleonly]

[leans his shoulder into Sorey's, so they can both glance over at each other's reading material

it's so normal that it helps.]

[imsorey]

[Sorey is reading the encyclopedia, or at least pretending to, because he seems more interested in whatever Mikleo is reading]

[oneandmikleonly]

[shitty tentacle monster novels

...what]

[imsorey]

[WELL

IT'S MORE INTERESTING THAN THE ENCYCLOPEDIA...

at some point he just stops pretending to not be reading over Mikleo's shoulder. maybe this is the kind of romance Mikleo likes. he's gotta take notes.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[jesus christ sorey calm yourself

he does seem pretty absorbed though. popcorn fiction does that to you. he's still leaned heavily into Sorey...

his concentration's only broken when his stomach growls, suddenly; he's used to Sorey's stomach doing that, not his own]

Um.

[imsorey]

[Sorey is used to his stomach doing that and not Mikleo's, and his eyebrows raise a bit, but he doesn't miss a beat]

Want to grab something to eat?

[oneandmikleonly]

I...I suppose so.

Sorey, this feels so weird.

[imsorey]

Just think of it as...your stomach being tired? But instead of rest you need food.