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[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela heard the post calling certain passengers to arms. There were several on it she would really rather...NOT have gone, but there's so little she can do about it that she's decided to just go to Sergei's and drink the night away and pray to whoever might be listening that they all returned safely

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[conquistasal]

[Sal also heard the post. His initial worry was that Mikaela's name would be called. She'd been on those dangerous undertakings before, but this one sounded more serious.

He would have gone after her if her name was called. As it were, he found himself searching for her anyway.

Her friend's name was on there. The giant robot he was unfamiliar with. But Sal knew Mikaela would be worried. He just didn't want her to do anything drastic, like trying to follow those folks into Carnival.

Luckily for him, Sal spots Mikaela in the hall soon after going to look for her and hurries to catch her, shouting.]

Mikaela! Hey, wait! Don' go nowhere, arright?

[chopshopgoddess]

[She'd tried to go. Ironhide had stopped her, so now she finds herself listless, angry, frustrated and worried because Ironhide is the closet thing she has to family on this ship and they'd just made up and it wasn't fair.

The shout doesn't register at first, it could be anyone barreling down the hall in search of this or that or who CARED - it's the voice that catches her attention and it's because she knows just who it is that she turns - anyone else, and she might have ignored it completely and kept walking.]

...Sal?

[conquistasal]

[He catches up to her and slows, looking worriedly at her.]

Tell me y'ain' goin' t'Carnival.

[chopshopgoddess]

[Her face hardens a little, and now she does keep walking, purposefully striding forwards towards the elevators, arms folded tightly over her chest. Carnival - the word almost felt like some kind of...DISEASE after the past week or so. ]

No. Sergei's.

[By the way she speaks - so sharp, snippy and terrified it's obvious she's not lying. Her feet propel her forward with purpose, and she's jabbing the elevator button in minutes.]

[dovewithadream]

[Kobato has been listening to the network more often as of late. So when the broadcast starts she sees it. The carnival is…it’s not a good place in any sense of the word. Just walking past its doors makes her skin crawl. Why anyone would want to venture into it she doesn’t know, but there has to be some reason for it. People die in there. Even if the dead come back as she was told, what’s worth that risk? She certainly can’t think of anything.

So here’s Kobato now, worried and not having the slightest idea of what to do with herself as she wanders the halls of the ship.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela's at least got a destination in mind, so she's moving with a purpose when she comes across another individual.]

...Hello?

[The person is familiar at best - Mikaela's sure she'd seen her at the party that she and Sarea had thrown.]

[dovewithadream]

Hm? Oh! Hello.

[Have a bow.]

[chopshopgoddess]

You look as lost as I feel.

[She smiles faintly, but it doesn't reach her eyes.]

[standardpackage]

[Jinx was actually smart enough to not do something as stupid as that.Instead, he decides to head to the bar so he can kill his liver properly and in good company. Taking a long sip of...something...Jinx looks up only to see Mikaela.

He cautiously stands, then takes a seat right next to her.]

...Hey.

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela's head has began to hurt at all of this - she isn't sure what else to do with herself right now other than mope at Sergei's and think.

Time to think is sometimes the very worst time you can have to yourself.

She jumps when Jinx sits next to her.]

...Hey.

[standardpackage]

Sorry.

[Jinx is really thinking that it's something bad, since he only sees this girl at the bar when something is biting at her heels.

He looks down to his glass, then back to Mikaela.]

What's up?

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela has a large bottle in front of her, but Jinx might be surprised to see that it doesn't look touched.]

Worried.

[thequeensown]

[Talia had already known that Kevas would be joining those venturing into Carnival in search of Mother. He wanted to escort Nel, to make certain she made it through safely. However, when Meth's announcement comes over the comms, she hears that he's been placed with an almost non-combatant group .. and Nel is not among them.

She has no doubt that this will leave him displeased, but also knows him well enough to know that he will do his absolute best to defend those he can and to reach their goal.

Even so .. she worries, shields tamped down as tightly as she can make them. She's had a 'link' of sorts with Kevas since she healed him, and can find him the easiest out of anyone on the boat if she lowers her shields. She can pick up his emotions and knows that, unfortunately, this makes it all the easier for him to pick up on her emotions and that would do him no good at all right now. Feeling her unease and worry would only distract him and put him in harms' way and she'd not do that to him

[chopshopgoddess]

Yes.

[Her voice is qwuiet, the bottle as of yet untouched. She's only recently made her amends with Ironhide and for him to charge into Carnival...

She's terrified with worry.]

I didn't want him to go.

[thequeensown]

[Talia studies the young woman's face, her emotions evident in her expression so that she need not even lower her shields to read her. She smiles weakly, reaching over to rest her hand on Mikaela's as she lowers her shields anyway, but to extend outward, not read.]/font>

I did not wish for my beloved to go, either ..

[Her tone is soothing and she squeezes Mikaela's hand, her thoughts opening to the young woman. She gently caresses that fear, her own mind threading comfort and support.]/font>

He believes it best that he be there to support his friends and I cannot fault his resolve in such, though it bothers me still that he puts himself at such risk.