Let's get the party started!

[poor_unlucky_girl]

Who: Everyone including YOU
What: Pride month celebration!
Where: Mess hall
When: First weekend of June, after the brain quest.
Warnings/Notes: Probably alcohol, language, might lead to sexy stuff

Ah yes, Jennifer is in pure delight. Back in her day, this wasn't a thing and now not only she, who will romanticize everything, gets to celebrate love, she gets to witness people be happy as they celebrate with her. She waves happily at whoever enters and nods towards all the available material.

There is indeed lots of booze, which one wouldn't expect from Jennifer but hey, Price helped. There's rainbow cake, and biscuits with the flags on it. Before everyone arrives she innocently asks one of the staff members in the kitchen if she can eat a lesbian one. There's a box with pins and facepaints. Some people are sporting funny or sexy costumes. She is wears her usual hairdo, but decorates it with a rose, paired with a simple white dress. She drinks her tea and is happy, and just a little bit too clueless of what can happen during these kinds of celebrations...

Comments

[zerg_rush]

Sarah feels a lot like when you look at a picture of two faces and they suddenly become a vase, or when a mundane dream takes a turn for the impossible and some part of you realizes what's happening is ridiculous...and yet somehow Garviel manages to be standing there radiating a contentment she can feel without trying. Absurd.

She's still smiling, though.

"How long have you been sitting on this?" she asks, hoping they haven't been at the center of a betting pool. Sarah's reasonably sure she would have picked that up from someone, at least.

[greyerrant]

"A few months, honestly. I wanted to talk to you about it a bit when we got ah... paired up but there were other problems to be dealt with. Guts and Dan helped me understand things."

He shrugs his shoulders. "It took a while to parse that my body and psycho-conditioning weren't doing what they normally did, and then I had to decide what to do about it."

He looks her in the eyes, "Maybe being happy, if only for a little while, isn't completely forbidden."

[zerg_rush]

When Garviel says "months," Sarah's eyes get wide. She mutters something under her breath about being the worst telepath in the galaxy, but she lets him keep talking.

"You might have bet on the wrong horse." Her smile gets wistful. "I've never had much luck with being happy." Coming from most people her age, that would sound ridiculous, but most people her age haven't had lives nearly as eventful as hers.

[greyerrant]

"I would venture very few people are lucky. But if we fight for it we might find a little time, yet."
He puts his not held hand on her shoulder, drawing her closer to hold her in a way that is far more intended as comforting than strictly romantic. He is still kinda clueless about this.

[zerg_rush]

"You saw New Gettysburg." Sarah shifts her grip on Garviel's hand and rests her cheek against his chest, listening to the strange sound of his two hearts beating.

"I shouldn't even be alive. All this—" she gestures slightly with her cookie plate hand to suggest the entire world "—is just some kind of cosmic accounting error." Maudlin? Nah. She chuckles, almost smug. "Might as well take advantage of it."

[greyerrant]

"I did." He nods, taking advantage as best he can, which means quietly holding her close for a while. It feels nice, that's more than he's typically had for most of his life. No death or glory, vengeance or brutality. Just affection between two people who've been hammered a little too much by life.

"Do you ah... have any suggestions?"

He is the MOST clueless.