Post-Mission PARTY!

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1. [There's a party in the Nirvana. There's food to tempt you, pretty women to socialize with, in short it is a festival. Socialize!]


2. [Dita's slipped away from the festivities for a little bit to the garden below the deck of the bridge, and she's looking at the night sky.]

So full of stars. They say there's a heart in each one of them. What star is Mejire and Taraak's? Is it still glowing brilliantly?

[It's such a sad, if happy feeling for Dita, she runs a hand across the railing.]


(ooc: mingle post in the first part, go get new CR with people! We're not throwing this party just cause we downed the Season Ending Boss oh no XD)

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[zeonfunnelcake.livejournal.com]

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This made Haman laugh too.
"I have more power than I could even want, 'dating' you it probably bad for my reputation. So you can be certain I'm not here to ride the coat tales of your 'fame'." She softened a little. "I'm here because... I cannot live with out you.." Her hands gripped the back of his neck firmly.

[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

[ See, that? That's why he doesn't think it's healthy, but he couldn't deny that he loved Haman, as well. Feeling her hands on the back of his neck, he raised his eyes to meet hers. ]

I know.

[ It was quiet, and weak. But it was true. ]

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And it was that truth that might lead them both on a path where they could learn to turn this nightmare of a relationship into something better. something healthier. Or had Char not noticed the softening that was happening to Haman each day they spent together?

He was such a suave asshole, replying that way. But Haman loved that about him, and smiled, gazing softly back into his eyes.

"Char, I..." She wanted to say something profound, and meaningful but Haman found her stash of deep analogies quite dry. Instead she let her eyes doing the talking, inviting him into the deepest well of her soul.
I'm not crazy, or evil, I'm just broken, and unwell. I can learn to grow past these things. If you hold my hand, I know I can live for the day when we can lay down our duty, and just be us.

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Shhh.

[ He quieted her, pulling on her waist a bit more to bring her against him, wrapping his other arm around her shoulders. Even as everyone else was dancing and drinking, and being obnoxious, he just wanted to enjoy this moment with Haman. ]