“Soldiers aren’t machines. We’re just people.”

LOW / SPORADIC ACTIVITY | multi-fandom multi-muse | penned by nat

[indomitus-ferox]

when your eyes are red and emptiness is all you know with the darkness fed i will be your scarecrow

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[indomitus-ferox]

" I didn't think I'd be dying here. Ugh. " (( from jarrok [link because i still haven't added him to my carrd] for dealer's choice! ))

“You are not dying here.”

Determination like beskar lay in the undertones of the Knight’s voice. Red eyes narrowed with effort, Asena moved to haul Jarrok into a line of cover, from where she could better defend him.

“I will not let you. So save your strength; do not talk.”

Sith or no, it made little matter. At this point in time, he needed help, and she would karking well give it to him.

Keeping her sabers lit, the Chiss dropped to a kneel beside the Zabrak, keeping half an eye on him, and half an eye on the chaos raging on the battlefield beyond.

[indomitus-ferox]

“Direct action is always necessary.” (( arcann for dealer's choice! ))

Amusement had her painted lips twitching in the barest resemblance of a smirk.

“Perhaps you and I are not so entirely different, after all.”

The Sith tilted her head, her golden eyes glittering as she regarded the former Emperor with a new kind of understanding. Arcann was... a complex man, to say the least, but there were parts of him that she could relate to from the get go. Particularly when compared with his sister, he tended to act more pragmatically... to a point.

[indomitus-ferox]

// wash's cat loki was a grey maine coon. he was given to wash as a 16th birthday present from his parents.

the pictures of the other cats in his locker are strays he would feed and keep an eye on during his time in the UNSC Army, before he was discharged. brass and base security tended to ignore the cats due to the fact that the cats were effective at keeping pest populations down.

[thestupidmeanone]

"I just felt like it was only fair to double check with you. You know Carolina worries about you."

"Absolutely not, take them off my hands, please, holy shit--"

[indomitus-ferox]

"...Okay, that's a fair point." Wash really couldn't argue with that. Leave it to Carolina to look out for him when he was doing something nice for someone else.

"Don't worry, I'm going to. A whole week. And yes, I'll make sure even Caboose doesn't ask you for things because he forgot the change."

[thestupidmeanone]

"Sure, I mean, if it was just for today, I get it, but a week? Are you sure you're not just a masochist? No take backs, by the way."

[indomitus-ferox]

"Now you're just confusing me with Sarge. If anyone's a masochist, it's him."

"...And yes, I mean it. Are you seriously looking a gift horse in the mouth?"

[indomitus-ferox]

@thestupidmeanone from here

"I— No, that's not how gifting works, Church. You do not need to pay me to take the Blues off your hands for a week for a birthday gift."

[indomitus-ferox]

// pls do feel free to trawl my meme tag and send memes any time you want, for any muse, from any post. even if it's something that i rebagelled eons ago— i don't mind!

i promise i don't bite! i am ready and eager to interact, just tend to be a bit shy at first.

[imovedsorry-a-blog]

me wanting to do specific threads with specific ships and talk to specific people but not messaging any of them bc im Insecure™ and afraid of being annoying

[decayingscript]

♘ — 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .

an assortment of prompts for muses who are close to death, dying, or think that they may die. mature themes such as death, terminal illness, blood, war, && other related content may be present. adjust as needed! send ' reverse ' to switch the roles of sender && receiver. feel free to combine action + dialogue for the best results!

DIALOGUE

"  we  can't  stay  here.  "

"  there's...  there's  so  much  blood.  "

"  I'm  not  gonna  make  it...  there's  too  much  blood.  "

"  leave  me  here.  just  leave.  I'm  slowing  you  down.  "

"  quit  fighting  me!  I'm  not  leaving  you  here  to  die!  "

"  what  are  you  talking  about?  you'll  be  fine!  "

"  open  your  eyes!  come  on,  dammit!  open  your  eyes!  "

"  don't  you  dare  leave  me!  "

"  how  am  I  supposed  to  do  this  without  you?  "

"  you  have  to  do  this  without  me.  "

"  will  you  shut  up?!  you're  not  gonna  die!  "

"  I  have  to  lift  you,  okay?  we  have  to  get  you  out  of  here.  "

"  I  know,  I  know  it  hurts.  I  know.  I'm  sorry.  "

"  I'm  sorry...  I  didn't  want  to  leave  you.  "

"  hey,  just...  just  so  you  know.  I  love  you.  "

"  this  is  the  worst  time,  but  I  really  love  you,  okay?  "

"  you  know  I  love  you,  don't  you?  you've  gotta  know.  "

"  shut  up!  don't  say  it  now!  "

"  stop  talking  like  you're  saying  goodbye!  "

"  tell  me  again  when  we're  out  of  this!  "

"  you're  such  an  idiot...  choosing  now  of  all  times.  "

"  I  didn't  think  I'd  be  dying  here.  "

"  if  it  had  to  be  someone...  I'm  glad  it  was  me.  "

"  no!  no,  no!  you're  okay,  you're  gonna  be  okay!  "

"  you'll  get  out  of  this.  you'll  survive.  you  have  to!  "

"  I  can't...  do  this  without  you.  "

"  please  don't  leave  me.  "

"  I  don't  want  to  be  alone.  "

"  looks  like  I  have  to  break  [  my  /  our  ]  promise.  "

"  you  promised!  you  can't  die  on  me!  "

"  I  thought  we'd  have  more  time...  "

"  please  be  okay.  please,  please,  please.  "

" you don't mean it... they can't be dead. "

" you're lying. "

" I don't believe you. "

ACTIONS

「  CUP  」  :  sender  in  a  moment  of  desperation  cups  the  receivers  face  in  their  hands  and  begs  them  to  stay  with  them.

「  CRADLE  」  :  the  sender  pulls  &&  cradles  a  bleeding  out  receiver  close  to  their  body  as  a  means  to  provide  warmth,  comfort,  or  let  receiver  know  sender  is  there.

「  LIFT  」  :  the  sender  lifts  the  receiver  in  an  attempt  to  carry  them  to  safety,  to  seek  medical  aid,  or  to  keep  going.  (  feel  free  to  specify!  )

「  REUNION  」  :  for  our  muses  to  find  each  other  in  the  middle  of  a  [  battlefield  /  warzone  /  specify  ]  only  to  find  one  of  our  muses  has  been  badly  injured.

「  HIT  」  :  for  the  sender  to  take  a  hit  protecting  the  receiver,  in  which  the  sender  is  badly  hurt.  (  feel  free  to  specify  where!  )

「  ROCK  」  :  sender,  holding  the  receiver  in  their  lap,  slowly  begins  to  rock  &&  soothe  the  receiver  in  an  attempt  to  ease  their  pain.

「  HIDDEN  」  :  for  the  sender  to  stumble  suddenly,  collapsing  into  the  receiver  after  being  seriously  injured  &&  hiding  it  from  the  receiver.

「  LAST  WORD  」  :  for  sender  &&  receiver,  who  are  enemies,  to  have  one  final  conversation  before  one  (  or  both  )  die.  (  feel  free  to  specify!  )

「  BLOODY  」  :  for  sender  to  suddenly  cough  of  copious  amounts  of  blood,  splattering  the  receiver  &&  collapsing  to  the  ground.

「  HUM  」  :  sender  hums  softly  to  the  receiver,  soothing  them  through  their  final  moments  as  they  start  to  die,  though  perhaps  too  as  a  means  to  self  soothe.

「  HAIR  」  :  the  sender  gently,  almost  hesitantly,  begins  to  run  their  fingers  through  receiver's  hair  to  provide  some  kind  of  comfort  &&  grounding.

「  SACRIFICE  」  : for  the  sender  to  urge  the  receiver  to  keep  going,  turning  back  to  the  threat  so  that  they  can  make  a  final  stand  &&  allow  the  receiver  to  escape.

「  SHOULDER  」  : with  the  receiver  injured  &&  slowing  them  down,  the  sender  turns  back  and  scoops  up  the  receiver  to  throw  them  over  their  shoulder  as  a  means  to  hasten  their  escape.

「 SUPPORT  」  :  for  the  sender  to  pull  receiver's  arm  over  their  shoulder  and  firmly  hold  receiver's  waist,  supporting  their  weight  with  the  sender's  own  body.

「 CHEEK  」   :  for  the  sender,  who  is  slowly  bleeding  out  from  a  wound,  to  reach  up  and  touch  the  receiver's  cheek,  offering  them  a  small  smile  as  if  trying  to  reassure  receiver.

「 AFTERMATH  」   :  for  the  sender  to  find  the  receiver  after  a  serious  battle  in  which  they  were  severely  hurt,  yet  now  receiver  sits  in  the  ruins  of  said  battle  clutching  a  wound,  close  to  death && bleeding out.

「 DRAFT  」   :  for  the  sender  to  wrap  a  [ jacket  /  blanket / specify ]  around  the  receiver's  body  &&  rub  their  shoulders  in  a  soothing,  warming  motion.

「 RETURN  」   :  receiver  believes  that  the  sender  has  died,  that  is  until  the  sender  shows  up  at  their  door  /  runs  into  them  unexpectedly.  (  specify  where,  or  dealer's  choice!  )

「 GOODBYE  」   :  sender  has  died  &&  receiver  finds  their  body.  (  specify  details  if  you'd  like!  )

[rpcarticulation]

PSA: Please never be afraid to send asks.

We've all been there. We open someone's ask box to send an anonymous message to a muse you want to see on the dashboard. You get ready to type... But nothing comes to mind. You, yourself, sort of want to get asks as well and start some dashboard commentary, but your mind is at a blank.

Asks are a great jumping point for writers who aren't feeling like writing a thread / ic post on it's own. Here's some suggestions for what types of asks you can send to muses when you can't think of much;

Ask the muse about a recent muse interaction. For instance, go 'Mario, how could you let Bowser talk to you like that?'

Pry at a muse about some internal narration they had. Go 'Mario, why are you doubting yourself?'

Ask an everyday question! Saunter in and go 'Mario, how's the weather today?'

The worst thing someone can do is not answer something since they can't think of a good reply, but the notion is always appreciated. If you ever wonder if it's okay to send an ask, you can always go 'hey mun, is it okay if I inform muse of x or y?' and go from there. Foster your niche community. Do unto others what you would want for yourself.

[soulprompts]

𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

basically i was looking over the protective prompts and the hero prompts and it hit me that like. the unbridled angst and vibes of the whole “post-battle” scene, or a scene set after an attack or a disaster or smth, needs to be ADDRESSED!!! and so y’all get the full weight of my angst today, sprinkled with a lot of teamwork and selfless and sacrificing vibes. i hope you enjoy! do NOT add further contributions to this list!!! i will curse your potato crops!!!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ can you hear me? hey… [NAME], can you hear my voice? “

“ come on… wake up. please… please wake up… “

“ oh! oh, thank god! i thought we lost you… “

“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand? “

“ go, go! save yourself! i’ll buy you some time! “

“ we both know i’m not walking out of this one. it’s okay, alright? it’s okay… just… do me a favor, will you? will you make them pay for this? i don’t care how. but… don’t let them get away with it. “

“ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “

“ hey, look at me. i’m slowing you down, we both know it. it’s okay. i’ll hide and wait for back-up; you get yourself out of here. “

“ you’re gonna need to climb up on my back, you’re slowing us down with that injury. “

“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “

“ what the hell are you doing here?! i told you to get out of here! “

“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “

“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “

“ hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? you die in my arms, and i’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise! “

“ i know we almost died just now, but… am i the only one who’s hungry? “

“ we need to get you to a hospital… “

“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “

“ quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind. “

“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “

“ look at me… i’m not gonna make it. it’s okay, i’m fine with that. but… you can’t stay here. you’ve got a good long life ahead of you. and you’re smart, too; too smart to wait around here and waste that long life. so you get out of here, and you go live that life. live it for both of us. will you promise me you’ll do that? “

“ back-up isn’t coming. is it? we’re on our own, right? “

“ can’t sleep, huh? it’s okay. it’s probably all that adrenaline and shock; i can’t sleep, either. wanna keep each other company? “

“ i don’t give two shits about the back-up; i’m just happy you’re alive. “

ACTION PROMPTS.

as always, add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles!

[ CARRY ]:     having found the receiver in an injured/weak/unconscious state, the sender carries them in their arms to safety.

[ TILT ]:     the sender gently tilts the receiver’s chin up so that they can check to see if they’re okay.

[ PULL ]:     sender takes the fallen receiver’s hands and carefully pulls them up so that they’re standing once more.

[ WAIST ]:     sender, while physically supporting and steadying the receiver, loops an arm around their waist for extra support.

[ BACK ]:     sender crouches down slightly to let the wounded receiver climb on their back, giving them a piggy-back ride to safety afterwards.

[ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.

[ TEND ]:     sender begins to care for the receiver’s injuries.

[ LEAN ]:     the wounded sender leans against the receiver for physical support.

[ SUPPORT ]:     the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support.

[ PUSH ]:     the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.

[ COAT ]:     sender removes their jacket and drapes it around the shoulders of the trembling receiver.

[ BLANKET ]:     just as they’re all about to go to sleep, the sender covers the receiver with their own blanket.

[ AWAKE ]:     the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.

[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )

[ BANDAGE ]:     the sender sits down across from the receiver and begins to bandage their wounds.

[ DRAG ]:     unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.

[ TOUCH ]:     the sender nudges or touches the receiver to check and see if they’re alright after the attack.

[ CLEAN ]:     the sender gently and carefully begins to bathe the blood/soot/ash/dirt from the receiver’s skin during a moment of calm.

[ PRIORITY ]:     when they arrive at a designated safe place, the sender refuses to be examined or cared for until the receiver is taken care of first.

[ PROMISE ]:     before leaving to get help/food/water/a rescue mission etc, the sender assures and promises the receiver that they’ll return safely, refusing to bring them along or to stay behind.

[ BROKEN ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?

[ TRAPPED ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return from a mission, the receiver learns that the sender has been kidnapped or otherwise trapped, requiring a rescue mission to bring them home.

[ RESCUE ]:     the sender and receiver reunite after the sender embarked upon an infamously perilous rescue mission to save the receiver.

[ FOUND ]:     after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.

[ HOPE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope in ever finding the sender again, a message or clue of some kind is discovered that essentially guarantees that the sender is still alive, restoring the receiver’s hope once more.

[ CLING ]:     having finally been reunited, the sender pulls the receiver into a tight, overwhelmingly relieved embrace, clinging to them and burying their face in their shoulder. the whole deal. make it EMOTIONAL–

[ TEARS ]:     having finally found the receiver, or having finally been found by the receiver, the sender breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     knowing that the circumstances only allow one of them to survive, the sender sacrifices their life in order to guarantee the receiver’s survival and safety.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  random assortment of sentences that can but don’t have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life.  ❜ ❛  umm, is this seat taken ?  ❜ ❛  don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe.  ❜ ❛  my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to.  ❜ ❛  can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ?   ❜ ❛  are you always this straightforward with strangers ?  ❜ ❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else.  ❜ ❛  so, what brings you here today ?  ❜ ❛  hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ?  ❜ ❛  can’t you watch where you are going ?!  ❜ ❛  i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now.  ❜ ❛  oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ?  ❜ ❛  here, let me help you.  ❜ ❛  is there a reasons you’re here on your own ?  ❜ ❛  apparently we’re going to be working on this together now.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hand with that.  ❜ ❛  what do people around here do to have some fun ?  ❜ ❛  looks like this will take a while, huh ?  ❜ ❛  oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself.  ❜ ❛  excuse me, i think i’m lost.  ❜ ❛  i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit.  ❜ ❛  do you come here often ?  ❜ ❛  do you mind if i join you for a bit ?  ❜ ❛  you looked lonely so i got you a drink.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name].  ❜ ❛  what the hell just happened there ?  ❜ ❛  have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it.  ❜ ❛  can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here.  ❜ ❛  seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.  ❜ ❛  come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent.  ❜ ❛  i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright.  ❜ ❛  i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ?  ❜ ❛  you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ?  ❜ ❛  we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ?  ❜ ❛  i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it.  ❜ ❛  i think our orders may have gotten mixed up.  ❜ ❛  do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?  ❜

[memepocalypse]

There they go

Collapsing muses! Who doesn't love having their muse hit the ground?!

Receiver's collapsed:

"Whoa! Hey, I've got you -"

"Shit - you're heavy -"

"Ah! Fuck!"

"Are you okay? Hey? Hey -"

"Oh, no. Oh no. Wake up. Please wake up."

"I told you this would happen!"

"Okay, okay, just - stay there. Of course you're staying there, you're unconscious."

"This is why we sleep!"

"This is why we eat!"

"You're too heavy for me to move..."

"You better not have a concussion."

"... Shit, you're bleeding."

"Not again! When will you learn to take care of yourself!?"

"Okay, sh, sh, I got you."

"Please don't have a fit..."

Sender's collapsed/collapsing:

"I feel... really weird..."

"Oh, everything's rushing..."

"Who turned on the taps?"

"Smells like iron..."

"My head's... all fuzzy..."

"Why'sth'two of you..?"

"Muh?"

"Why am I... so tired suddenly..."

"Oh, the whole world is spinning."

"Everything tastes like blood?"

"I can't... my legs... everything's tingling..."

"Something's wrong. I - I can feel it -"

"Oh no, I'm gonna... I think I'm gonna pass out..."

"When did I get on the floor?"

"Did you bring me pancakes..?"

Actions!:

[Catch] for sender to fall into receiver's arms. [Whoops!] for sender to hit the ground in front of receiver. [Trust] for sender to lean against receiver as they pass out. [Snooze] for sender to collapse out of exhaustion.

[darth-marr]

The moment Lana had left, Theron turned to Azukni with furrowed brow. "You're sure you want to do this, Master Jedi? I've worked pretty closely with Lana and some of the other imperials on base; you haven't. You can't trust what they say as far as you can throw them. Or well, as far as I can throw them. Since you got the Force and all."

Azukni looked up at him, and titled her head. It was true; she generally worked closely with other Jedi and the Republic, and she'd never really had the chance to experience the storied cruelty of the Empire or its Sith. However what little experience she did have, was far less frightening than what she had grown up believing.

She knew very well it'd be folly to trust everything that was told to her, but such was the case with anyone, regardless their loyalties. But with her Force-blessed intuition, she'd be fine. She knew this. Theron knew this, if he had read any file about her.

"I'm quite positive, thank you Agent Shan," she replied, her voice lowering to not be overheard. In her peripheral, Lana's presence returned, along with another individual -- strong in the Force, honed like a fine blade. "But what about your experience with Imperials makes you this guarded? It seems you're being more cautious than even some of our most paranoid Republic soldiers." Theron's face twitched, and from here Azukni could practically feel his heart rate pick up.

Lana and her companion stepped into view, and Azukni turned to them both. "Lana, you failed to inform me that I'd be working with my favourite handsome spy boy," the stranger said. Beside her, Theron stammered in protest before Azukni saved him from his embarrassment. "Unfortunately, Agent Shan will not be participating in this particular mission. That responsibility falls to me." Azukni offered a polite bow before smiling up at the tall chiss.

"I am Jedi Master Dabarein. I trust that Miss Beniko has filled you in on the details of the mission?"

[indomitus-ferox]

The moment she was informed of the fact that Theron would not be joining them, the Chiss' first response was for those painted lips of hers to turn downwards into a pout. Such a classically un-Sith-like response, that it doubled back around on being exactly on brand for a Sith Lord. When they did not get their way, they became upset, or angry. Silaina's reaction had simply been somewhat more... childlike, more petulant, than your average Sith, especially one of high rank.

"Well, those aren't the words that a girl wants to hear."

Her eyes pinched at the corners, and her frustration simmered to the fore. The Dark Councillor did not let it get the better of her, however; aside from the brief outburst that could not be totally classified as one, she remained mostly composed.

"Not even an accompaniment, surely? As a liaison?"

He might have been a spy, and Republic at that, but still. Surely it would have been a good idea to have a third party on hand, to keep the peace between the Jedi and the Sith...? If not Theron, then perhaps Lana Beniko, although she vastly would have preferred it to be Theron...

"...Yes, that's correct." Fine, she supposed she could reign in the desire to work alongside Agent Shan. "I am Dark Councillor Inanis, Head of the Sphere of Ancient Knowledge. You may call me Lord Kallig, or Councillor Inanis." It was not her name, not even her core name, but Silaina did not go giving that out to everyone she met. That was highly improper. And since Master Dabarein was a tenuous ally at best, titles were what she was given.

[vuulpecula]

Balancing a box on her hip, she gave a hum of understanding. "Keeping busy, now you're speaking my language. Lucky for us both, there's always something to do. Usually it's something someone else doesn't want to do, so I'll give you that warning, at least. People might try to pawn off jobs on you, take advantage of your good nature and willingness to help." Even though she was holding the box, she pointed her finger out at him in the most mock serious manner that she could.

"You listen to me, David, no is always an acceptable answer. You got that? Someone asks you to go digging around in the muck fields, you always say no. I'd order you, but I don't think I have the rank." She shrugged, giving him a good-natured wink to accompany her smile.

"But yeah, the spa. It isn't too bad, it's nice if you ever have sore muscles or need some rest and relaxation, but I swear, some people get stuck there and never come out. It's all they want to do. Guess I can't blame them when there isn't much else to do unless you go looking." She led him for a few paces in silence. Was she talking too much?

"Where are your friends stationed? Any come with you?"

[indomitus-ferox]

Wash listened to her advice attentively, his blue eyes gazing at her intently to show that she held his focus. Some civilians tended to find his stare unnerving, at times — a byproduct of his Spartan upbringing — but he was also aware that he had become a little more relaxed over the years. More approachable. And he had been deemed one of the few easily approachable Spartan-IIs to begin with.

“I appreciate it, ma’am.” He was not about to point out the fact that he was more than used to others trying to take advantage of his generosity. That would have been downright dismissive of her genuine desire to ensure he stood his own ground; he merely nodded and agreed, as it was the polite thing to do.

He then laughed, surprising himself, in response to her remark that she likely did not possess the necessary rank with which to order him around. Last he checked, he was still a Petty Officer, First Class. “I think you are probably right on the money, there. And don’t worry; if I find myself needing to say no to someone, I will.” It was not always an easy thing, but if it was necessary, it would have to be done.

This... spa sounded an awful lot like a more relaxing version of the water park that the Reds and Blues had built on Iris. Which, while it had not been entirely his speed, it had been enjoyable. Especially after he had managed to needle Carolina into joining in.

Maybe going to the spa wouldn’t be so bad?

“My friends? No, none of them are here. Honestly, I haven’t seen them for some time; I’ve been busy helping clean up around the galaxy. They’re...” It would have been wrong to say the Reds and Blues weren’t soldiers, because they were, but not officially. Not really. “On a moon in the Inner Colonies, somewhere. Happier that way. Me, I have my purpose to fulfill, and often, that means I am away from them.”

[rpmemesbyarat]

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