[ota] i am a super srs rper

[darkplace]

[hi, voyagers. there's a drunk!teleporter/telepathic/telekinetic near your pool. john young has literally never been drunk before but things happened back home and he got kicked out of the lair cause of stuff and drunkness happened, and he would like to be even more drunk tyvm.

hiiiiiii, pool. good pool.

he's basically a big, drunk puppy.]

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[peacecraft]

It is nice not to have a security detail at my heels everywhere I go.

[ she couldn't even sleep in her own bedroom without preventer agents stationed outside her door and windows. she'd grown used to moving around them like they were flesh statues, but it was really nice to be without them. the only thing she missed was that distinct feeling of being watched by something — no, someone — unseen. even when her guards were keeping the closest of watches on her, there he was, in the shadows, watching them watching her. relena was certain the only watchful eyes heero trusted were his own, but even he wasn't able to look over her here. ]

I do insist. If I'm to give myself another moment or two, then I'll need a reprieve from being Vice Minister Darlian and Miss Relena for a while.

[darkplace]

That... does sound like it would be a pain.

[even if it sounds like she needs it, like there is that much danger around her. she can have the freedom here to be whoever she wants to. if there is anything about this ship (as much as it is mysterious, as much as he can't really trust it to be safe), people really can leave their worlds and responsibilities behind here and be whoever it is that they want to be, whoever they are underneath all of that.]

Since I want to help you have another moment or two, I am very happy to oblige, Relena. No fancy titles, no expectations, just your name.