For lastvoyages Twenty-first vision (video+spam for pub)

[can_has_vodka]

 [Arkady's standing in one of the hallways, looking a little lost.]

...Oh. So this is what it feels like.

Um...Dr. House's door has returned to Barge normal. So...he's left us. 

[She hopes it just means he woke up on the damn operating table. She has to convince herself that that's what happened.]

I'll be down the pub if anyone needs anything.

[Friends filter]
I could use a hug. I'll be all right, but I could still use a hug.

[Private for Reaver]
So I heard you're interested in our little establishment. Well, there's a bit of learning involved and I'm happy to help with that. Perhaps we should start with a tasting?

[Spam for pub]
[Arkady is puttering around, teleporting now and again to save time or rescue a dropped glass. She's clearly coping with her loss, but wears the occasional sadface. She's pretty much letting in anyone who knocks.]

Comments

[Private]

[wedonot]

I'm sorry, Arkady.

[paradoxlol]

Sorry. That's never a good feeling.

[love_slave]

Will you be alright?

[Spam]

[umgekehrt]

[Oh, hell, not now, not when his notice is already in with the Admiral. He heads to the pub right away.]

[Private]

[can_has_vodka]

It's all right. It happens to a lot of us. I'm just a bit sad. I look at all these people here, and I can just see the amazing potential inside of them. I get a little attached.

[can_has_vodka]

No, but...it happens. There's no real helping it. I'll just look after everyone else more until I get another one.

[Private]

[wedonot]

I'd be the last person to begrudge you for that.

[can_has_vodka]

Yes, I will be all right. A good number of us face this, you know, and it...it's just something that happens.

Bloody brilliant man, though. I'll be lifting a glass to him tonight.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

[She sees him walk in and hurries over as soon as her hands are empty. Glomp hug tiem. The free-roaming Arkady is a resilient species, but she also knows how to ask for what she needs.]

[Spam]

[umgekehrt]

[Stildyne's decision might as well be an anvil around his psychic neck, but he wraps his arms around her and pushes past that to dig up comfort to her.]

I'm sorry, Arkady.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

[She hugs him for a bit, then sighs and lets him go.] Thanks, there, Chief. I um...well. I've had my little cry and mope, and I'll bounce back.

Want a Multinational Coffee?

[Spam]

[umgekehrt]

Badly. Then sit and talk with me if the pub will spare you?

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

Right. [She goes back to pull out the Turkish coffee set and get the water heating.] You're carrying something too. I haven't pried, but it's in the back of your eyes.

[Spam]

[umgekehrt]

You can pry if you like. I've... made a decision, about my current fitness as a warden.

[It's there, in his mind. He's leaving.]

It'll be this Sunday.

[timesbureaucrat]

Ah.

[That is all. Narvin rather liked House, but Narvin is sometimes highly not-good at expressing his feelings. This is one of those times. So he's just going to try to repress that he's sad that House has vanished, possibly to his death.]

[trenchcoatedly]

Will a hug make you less upset?

nnnot sure if he'd make the filter but [spam] anyway <3

[takeyouapart]

[Merlin doesn't come up here often, since he's not much of a drinker, but he comes now because Arkady sounds like she's in need of company. He also makes sure that Reaver's not around before he makes his way in, because...well, he's not sure he can deal with unscheduled visits with his inmate at the moment. He just lets himself in quietly, looking around for her.]

[Private]

[tatty_bye]

I think this is an excellent idea.

[Private]

[can_has_vodka]

He was bloody brilliant, that one. Ah well. I do wish him well whatever happens.

I um...well, I was wondering, since I'll have a bit more time for a while, if you'd like to meditate together. There's something I'd like to show you.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

...oh.

[She pauses for a moment, swallowing, then goes back to puttering.]

I'd best do you up a care package, then. Once I have some things sorted here I'm going to hop offboard for a few days. See the Doctor and such. Would you like a visit?

[can_has_vodka]

There's a possibility he just...woke up, actually. He was comatose.

[can_has_vodka]

Hugs are good medicine for me, yes.

[Spam]

[cujothebigreddog]

Yes. I would, to no small extent. News from your family and the Doctor, too, if you can swing it.

[He waits for her to putter back into arm's reach for another tight hug and a kiss on her bald scalp.]

[Private]

[wedonot]

Certainly. Let me know when's most convenient for you.

Would be actually. He's nice and gives good advice!

[can_has_vodka]

[Arkady looks up from pulling a pint and gives him a little sad smile. She's doing all right. She has her friends, she just...well. It's That Feeling, the one she's caught snippets of from this or that Warden's mind when their Inmate vanishes.]

Hullo Merlin, what can I get you?