Rec Room

[hellsbel]

The wardroom, or rec room, is a place to connect.

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[A sharp, ambiguous face appears on the directory screen; the voice is a curt, ironic alto.]

You've reached Bel Thorne. Leave me a vidcall or message here and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

[note: Bel is in cryo from May 9 to May 23, and messages received during that span will be answered after it.]

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Please state the nature of the communication (video, audio, text, etc) in the subject line. Non-electronic communications can be directed to Bel's quarters (Nomo Deck, room #005), or left in Bel's shipboard mailbox. If responding to a Spacebook post, please indicate which one.

Comments

[hellsbel]

[it'll click tomorrow what kind of trust this involves, and that she'd had every option to steer clear of the mind of a professional soldier who's just gone through a brief but brutal hand-to-hand fight, but chose to stay, insisted on staying. now, it's just a comfort to see her smile; it seems to shine through even with their eyes closed.

her offer takes a moment to parse; there were medications, yes, Bel's not even sure what. the sleepy fog isn't too strong to hold off, but so tempting to slip into, especially with someone they trust staying close, lending warmth and safety to an unsecured location. but she can stop dreams? that sounds so handy; how many times has Bel grumpily wished for way to turn those off?

but of course she looks hesitant; holding one's own nightmares off is hard enough, it must be even harder to fend off someone else's. she doesn't have to deal with all that for Bel's sake.

about to say so when it does click that they're not the only one who would have to deal with the dreams if they came. sorry, Wanda, just... really not used to the implications of all this? she could fall headfirst into too many secrets, but nothing she probably hasn't already; the principle people involved were all here before Bel anyway. the idea of being changed doesn't even come up. of course she wouldn't, not unless they deserved it, and frankly people who deserved it could take their chances.

so right now... they could waste time and strength and sleep on both of their parts asking for a full explanation, or just go with the gut on this one. and there's no question about what that says.]

I'd like that, a lot. 'f it isn't harder to do than... the dreams would be.... do it. I trust you. [and would like that hand back when you're done with your blankets? hers is warm and sweet, and they'd like her to have the reminder that they're not going anywhere.]