remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

closed starter for @corinnebeaumont at corinne's house

By the time she got inside the house and was settled on the couch, Remi was practically buzzing with excitement to show Corinne what she'd bought. Her most recent stupid purchase had arrived in the mail that morning and she was gently taking a bag from her backpack and unwrapping the bubble wrap to proudly present the meteorite that she had bought. "Look at it. Is this not the coolest thing you've ever seen?" she asked as she held the rock up for Corinne to look at. It was a rock about 10 centimeters long, not particularly impressive looking, but to Remi it was everything. "It's from a meteorite that they found in Russia. They think it's like four billion years old."

[remingtonelliot]

Remi had already put in a morning shift at the cafe and though the larger part of her wanted to crawl back to bed and take a nap, she'd already agreed to show up and help around the shop. With a box of Taco Bell in hand that she was scarfing down as she walked over to the storefront, Remi backed herself into the door, pushing it open as she went inside. Her eyes were wide as they looked around at just how much work there was still to be done before the store was ready to fully open. "Yeah, sorry I'm a little late. Had to stop and get food and the line at Taco Bell was really long and then they were out of the Doritos Locos shells, which is like, basically a crime. So, I tried to get a burrito box, but like, I guess that costs more money, so I had to pick something else. And it was like. A whole thing." Remi tore through her story quickly in between sips of her Mountain Dew, stopping to let out a deep breath before giving a quick nod. "But, like, yeah. Totally still happy to help. With like. What are we doing?"

@clementinebeaumont

𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 all (capping at 4 -- 0/4)

"Wait, no, that paint goes on that wall." Clementine corrected, looking at the construction crew as she heard the bell to the front door chime to the storefront. She and her wife Corrine had been in the process of making this place the first store front for the clothing line, Sensara, and even though they'd been here since January there were still quite a few things that needed to be changed; including the final wall of paint with the mural and installing the shelving units she'd need to display all of the clothes. They were nearing the end of the finishing touches but still had what felt like so much to do. Her eyes focused on the other, eyes landing on the person that had just come through the door. "Oh you made it!" she smiled, dismissing herself from the construction people. "I'm about to start unloading some of this inventory and see what we actually have so I can figure out where to put these shelves. You still okay with helping out?"

[remingtonelliot]

The idea of settling was one that Remi was fully on board with, so she got where Briggs was coming from. Her years of travel since she left home had been more so a bunch of random happenstances than they had ever been real plans on her end. "I kind of get that. I never like planned to go travel the world or anything, honestly, just um. I don't know, random things came up and I just went with it and ended up doing a ton of travel," she admitted with a shrug. "I could have been like just as happy settling somewhere, I think." The experiences had all become such a part of who she was that it was hard to try and say that she regretted them. Every impulsive choice to move from here to there had brought her step by step further in life, even if the road had never necessarily been easy. "You have total dad vibes, though, so like, that all feels very right for you. The settling down and the kids and family and stuff. And not like in a weird way. In a cool dad kind of way." It wasn't often that Remi found herself totally at ease with someone, but with Briggs there was just something about his energy that made her comfortable. Remi paused, letting a brief blip of sadness settled in her before she shoved the emotion back down where she'd buried it since leaving France. "Thank you. It uh - I mean, I got fired, so it's like, it was my fault, but yeah. It totally sucked, so uh, thank you. I wish I could have stayed."

@briggsnero

"Well that's always a good thing indeed." Briggs nodded, his eyes focusing on the other for a moment. He didn't have the same experience the other did when it came to hosting events like this, but it was obvious she had the experience. And not only that but she also seemed to really be passionate about it; or maybe it was her opinion she was passionate about. "I've just never really been one that enjoyed traveling when I didn't have to." he stated. "I love getting to learn all the new things and the culture, but, when it comes to travel I did it so much for work before I started this career path that I never wanted to do it once I didn't have to. I loved the idea of just settling, so, when my wife and I moved back to Kismet for her to be closer to her kids, I decided then family was more important." he nodded. "I did travel to Europe for a couple of weeks for a culinary class, but, never made it to France." he admitted. "I'm sorry that you didn't get to stay. I'm not sure if that's appropriate or not, but, it sounds like if you loved it that I should feel bad that you didn't get to stay." @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

"Oh, for sure. The things rich people do when they're out on a yacht with no one else around...wild," she agreed with a laugh. There were definitely things she'd never be able to unsee in her lifetime, but even with all of that it had been an overall good experience for her. "We'll have to practice sometime. See if we can like figure it out. People can do it, so like, why not us?" Remi had no use for the skill of lockpicking, but it sounded like a fun time to figure it out and learn how anyway. Even if it was just something she could use as a fun fact about herself or to annoy her siblings, that was good enough for her. The room was far messier, but already more exciting, and Remi was happy to start digging around once the door was locked behind them. "Aw, yeah, can't take the little bottles. That's the sign of a sad person that needs them," she said, resting the small alcohol bottles back gently into their place. That or, as Farren suggested, it was probably just a teenager thinking they were cool for having them. Her head shifted to look at Farren's fight, snorting with a nod of agreement. "Definitely that. Also terrible at hiding stuff. At least put it under a floor board or something." Remi had hidden plenty of things in her younger years, though in her case it was usually weird rocks and other things she found when out and about. Never anything that would require actual hiding. Rifling through the next drawer, she gave another shake of her head as she pulled out a stack of Playboy magazines. "Did you know they still made these? Because I definitely did not."

@farren--belrose

"I'm sure you've got some crazy stories." It was far more interesting than anything that Farren had ever done. She was only now just finding some sort of success with her ballet career, set back slightly by her substance use and alcoholism. She was proud of where she was now, for the most part. Despite still struggling sometimes, she was far better than she had been before she came to Kismet Harbor. "Tried, but didn't get very far," she said. "My sister and I used to try to get into our parents bedroom. They put a key lock on their door because of my... Issues." She smiled fondly. Farren missed her sister, and wished she knew where she had gone. "Ice cream sounds like a great plan!" She nodded in approval, eyeing the room to make sure they hadn't left any trace of their shenanigans, and walked into the hallway. It seemed like people were beginning to clear out. She took a peek at the bottom of the stairs; there were still plenty of them downstairs, enough to make their presence unsuspicious. As they came into the next room, Farren grimaced slightly at the messiness inside. It did however look far more interesting. Closing the door behind them, she was happy to see a small lock on the doorknob this time. After locking the door, she moved over to where Remi was, a smirk pulling at her lips at the sight of the alcohol. "Jackpot. I feel a tugging urge to snatch it, but I won't." Moving to the end table next to the bed, she opened the small drawer, a giggle of excitement hardly able to be contained. Picking up a sandwich baggy, she shook it, the smell of weed filling her nostrils. "My observations say this room belongs to a guy, late teens maybe; a stoner with an inability to clean up after himself."

[remingtonelliot]

"The whole beginning? Like, watch them all? That would be like a whole day. Maybe two days," she pointed out with wide eyes. Not that Remi had anything against a full day marathon of all the Star Wars movies, but she wasn't sure her boss would appreciate her calling out to do so. "But, yeah, I got this. I'll pick something good." Remi grabbed the remote to start scrolling through, eyes scanning through the options as Ruby got up to go put the pizza order through. Her eyes flicked over just for a brief moment to shoot a lifted brow in Ruby's direction. "Always cheesy bread. Always." An obvious answer, which they both knew. Flopping back into the couch, Remi tapped a few more buttons on the remote to pick a movie, settling in to wait for Ruby and the pizza.

@rubyelliot

/END

Ruby let out a laugh, sinking further into the couch cushion as she gave Remi a mock look of horror. “Okay, but if we’re really going to do this, as hard as the Anakin saga is to emotionally survive… maybe we should start at the beginning?” she offered, raising a brow thoughtfully, only to immediately shrug a second later. “But honestly,” she added with a grin, “I have zero preference. You're the Star Wars aficionado, not me.” With a little stretch and a playful sigh, Ruby picked up the remote and handed it off to Remi. “You can choose,” she declared with dramatic flair, “Your destiny awaits, young Padawan.” She stood up then, brushing imaginary crumbs off her pajama pants as she turned toward the kitchen. “I’m going to order the pizza,” she called back over her shoulder before stopping midway through the motion and glancing at Remi with a raised brow, “Wait, garlic cheesy bread too?” Her tone was teasing, but her eyes were warm, already knowing the answer. @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

"Yeah? I would like totally go with you. That'd be fun. For like, yeah, a one day adventure," she nodded. As hesitant as Remi could be with most things in life, it didn't take much to convince her to do things or go places on a whim. Though she wasn't a natural traveler, there was a part of her that always hoped that each trip was her next chance at finally finding the place where she felt like she fit in the world. "I think it does say like a lot about you, but in a good way. Things keep trying to bring the ocean down and you're still out here doing everything to bring it back to life," she pointed out with a firm nod. "That's big time commitment." As far as Remi was concerned, that was entirely commendable. "Space is easier. It's like always there and never going to leave. Which, hey, maybe that's something to be said about me."

@kiraxwilder

"No, I've never been," with a shake of her head. "It's on my list of places to go. Maybe we should plan a trip together," Kira suggested to Remington as they spoke of it. "We can add it to that one day list that keeps getting longer every year." She shook her head with the thought, knowing at some point she would need to start crossing them off her list. "I do love that about the planets, the same can not be said for the ocean." She admitted with a wrinkle of her nose with the thought. "She's broken my heart only about a hundred times," Kira exaggerated with a sigh, "all the years of studying and research into protecting the ocean and one heatwave or oil spill wipes it all out but I keep going back to her. Maybe that's something to be said about me," Kira laughed softly. Was it the heartache she loved? @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

Her shift was almost over by that point and with no customers clamoring for food or drinks, Remi was leaned over on the counter, scribbling drawings in her notebook. She was fully zoned out and didn't realize Hudson was there until he started talking. Her head shifted up quickly, eyes wide before she gave him a goofy smile. "Hey. Yeah, just like waiting for the clock to be done. Kind of slow today," she hummed back, nodding towards the currently somewhat empty tables. Shoving her drawings away into her backpack, Remi started to clean up a bit, making sure to wipe things down before she left the other worker there on their own for the rest of the day. "That's like, yeah, that sounds good, though. I don't have anything else going on today." Not that she often did. Outside of work and nights spent stargazing, Remi didn't get out much. "Did you have any activities in mind?" Remi pulled her backpack back up onto her shoulder as she moved out from behind the counter, clocking herself out as she waved a quick goodbye to her coworker.

@hudsonxelliot

starter for @remingtonelliot

location: cobblestone cafe

"Hey, you," he grinned, walking up to the counter to greet his sister. "You about done with your shift? I have it on strict authority to make sure you get out of here and have some fun. Orders from the boss herself," he said, a playful edge in his voice. "Or bosses, rather." Considering both Aarin and Stevie now owned the cafe. "So c'mon," he tapped the counter, "We've got to go have ourselves some fun and if you oblige, I'll even let you see Colonel Mustard," he said, referring to the Newfoundland that he and Lexi had together. "So what do you say? I'll even let you pick the activity." Hudson told her, hoping that would get her on board to take off from work and spend some quality time with her older brother.

[remingtonelliot]

The distraction of picking up the sugar packets was a needed one, as it gave Remi at least a few moments to gather herself again before she looked back up towards Beatriz. "Yeah, it's like, yeah. Been a long time. I've like y'know, I was gone for awhile and then back and then gone and...yeah," she overexplained, rambling through her words as she got back up to her feet. Shoving the packets back into the proper container, Remi brushed off her pants a bit from being on the ground and offered another sheepish smile Bea's way. "Oh, that's like, every day for me. Some people are...not great," she agreed with a soft shrug. It wasn't uncommon to deal with bad customers, even there in Kismet.

@beatrizxsouza

Ready for her favorite coffee trip, Beatriz nearly sprinted (though it was more of a fast walk) to Cobblestone Cafe after dropping Sonia off at the groomers for a bath. As she did so, the clattering of the sugar packet container caught her by surprise. She blinked a few times, taking in the scene before her, recognizing Remington almost immediately though it had been years since they'd seen one another. "Remi," she smiled, crouching down before her to help gather the stray packets of sugar that had landed near her feet. "I haven't seen you in ages," though that was just stating the obvious at this point. "Don't apologize," she said, her hand wrapping around the sugar packets to keep them from spilling onto the floor once more, "I've spilled way worse in front of way less forgiving people." @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

The effusive praise brought another awkward chuckle out of Remi, whose head dipped down towards her chest as her shoulders shrugged again. Confidence was something she'd always struggled with in general, but particularly so when it came to relationships. Everyone else seemed to always have it figured out and she'd always felt like she was floundering through any social interaction. "That's all ah - it's very nice for you to say," she settled on saying as a thank you, even if she didn't entirely agree that she was anywhere near as special or amazing as her brother seemed to believe. "And you know, I think it's probably Corinne they really have to worry about. You and Hudson are total softies."

@rileyjelliot

Riley nodded, and gave his a sister a soft smile, one of gratitude and agreement. "We were, weren't we?" He asked, his cheeks blushing like he was that fifteen year old kid again. “Remi,” he said, his tone filled with sincerity, “you really don’t give yourself enough credit.” His smile curled at the corner as he watched her awkward gesture, his tone still warm but firmer now. “You’re more than just okay. Anyone would be lucky to even get the chance with you.” He leaned back slightly, folding his arms. “But hey, I get it. Timing, people, all that mess—it’s not always easy. Still,” he added with a glint of playful mischief, “when it does happen, I hope they’re ready for how fiercely amazing you are. ‘Cause I’ve seen it. And they better treat you right, or they’ll have to deal with me and Hudson." @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

"Oh, yeah, I worked on a charter yacht in the Med for a few years. It was...a lot of work, people sucked a lot of the time, but it was okay," she explained with a half shrug. It had been an overall good experience, a chance to see the world more and continue to figure out who she was as a person. "Have you ever tried to pick a lock?" Remi hadn't, but she was willing to bet that given enough time she could for sure figure it out. It wasn't a skill she would probably ever use, but one that she thought would be cool to have. Her head nodded dutifully as she packed all of the pictures back where she found them, ready to see what their last room had to offer. "Deal. If it's a bust, we go back to your place. Maybe get some ice cream." Though Remi wasn't sure parties would ever be her thing, she was glad that she'd come with Farren. Even if all she was there for was for moral support and keeping Farren out of too much trouble, that was enough for her. Remi gave her part of the room a last look before she was satisfied that it looked untouched and hopped back to her feet to follow Farren out to the last of the rooms. Sneaking their way across the hallway to the last of the doors that was propped open, Remi could immediately see as they walked in that the room was more lived in. It was a bit messier, with clothes in piles and stuff on all the surfaces, immediately a more interesting place to start poking around. Remi found herself gravitating towards a desk, opening up a drawer to look through. She was quickly rewarded with a box of small liquor bottles of varying flavors, which she held up as a prized trophy for Farren to see. "Booze in the desk! This room is hiding stuff. I can feel it."

@farren--belrose

"Yachting? You've gotta fill me in on that!" Looking over Remi's shoulder, Farren smiled at the photos, a sense of longing within her—a longing for a family she didn't have anymore. Her mother passed, her sister missing, and her father so absent she may as well not even have one. The people in the photos looked so happy, so peaceful. She remembered when she did have that, for a very short amount of time, the memories now grey and fuzzy. "I should have learned to pick locks." She snorted, taking a step back and looking towards the door. Of course, picking locks was absolutely conspicuous. "Okay, okay. One more room, but if we don't find anything, my place it is." She gave a warm smile to Remi. "I'm so glad you're hanging out with me. I hate being alone, and parties are far less enjoyable when you don't have friends around." It also wasn't particularly safe for a young girl to be at a party alone, even if Farren had done it plenty of times before. Taking one more look around the room to make sure they hadn't missed anything, she began towards the door, hand resting on the doorknob while she waited for the other to clean up the items. "Just make sure you put everything back how it was, please." Not that it really mattered. It wasn't like they'd know it was the two of them who went through the things, but it was more of a courtesy. "Right, let's go. Fingers crossed. I want something with substance, something entertaining!"

[remingtonelliot]

The last thing Remington wanted to do was let the mood get too emotional. There was enough of that in Ruby's life with everything else she had on, so Remi didn't want to pile on any farther with it. Instead, she gave a quick nod in response, content knowing that her words had come through with the right meaning. Ruby had been such a huge part of her more formative years, a source of guidance and comfort in a time before the waves of anxiety and feeling out of place had struck. At that age, she'd just had fun, let herself be as weird as she wanted to be, and Ruby had accepted and encouraged it every single time they hung out. Looking back, Remi knew it couldn't have been easy wrangling her as a kid, and it only made her appreciate Ruby's presence more.

"I think we can skip the Anakin era," she decided with a wrinkle of her nose, brows now furrowed as she debated the merits of the other movies in her head. She'd have happily watched any of them, they were her go to comfort movie series any time she wanted to throw something on and just forget about everything else for awhile. Or when she just wanted to watch anything at all, if she were being honest. If she wasn't scrolling space related content on YouTube, it was probably a Star Wars show on in the background. "But, uh - maybe none of the above. If we watch one part of a trilogy, we have to watch all three. It's law. So, maybe let's watch Solo. Emilia Clarke as Qi'ra is criminally underappreciated."

@rubyelliot

Ruby felt her throat tighten a little at Remi’s words: You’ve always been one. To me, anyway. She blinked quickly, brushing it off with a light laugh that didn’t initially reach her eyes. “Thanks, kid,” she murmured, and meant it with every ounce of her being. It did mean a lot more than she could say without getting a little too emotional about it. Ruby had always cared about Remi, especially back when she was younger, still wide-eyed and wondering about the world, and Ruby was pregnant, aching and scared, but holding it together because someone had to. Babysitting Remi had brought her joy, a sense of peace she couldn’t name back then. They’d built pillow forts, done glitter crafts that got everywhere, and played dress-up with ridiculous accents. Ruby had felt like a mom in those moments. She’d been one, in spirit, even when the world tried to keep that from her.

That ache never fully left what was taken from her, what she hadn’t been allowed to have. But looking at her now, at the daughter she was finally getting to raise, getting to love out loud, she was grateful. It still hurt, but she had her now. And that mattered. Then she cleared her throat and grabbed her phone, her thumb scrolling across the screen as she shifted the moment back to the present. “Okay, pepperoni it is. But wait, which Star Wars? There’s like a hundred of them,” she teased with a laugh, glancing over at Remi with a playful brow raise. “Are we talking tragic love, Anakin era, original trilogy with space siblings and sass, or Rey’s whole existential crisis journey?”

[remingtonelliot]

closed starter for @alecxkincade at driftwood diner

After a long day working at the cafe, followed up by a shift she picked up for a catering job, Remi had been to exhausted to try and figure out dinner herself. With the hour of the night as late as it was, she decided to head to the diner instead of trying to mooch dinner off any of her family. She'd just finished eating and was now digging in her purse at the counter trying to hunt down the last few dollars she needed to pay for the meal. A tumble of loose change spilled out onto the counter, rolling around to clatter against a man's plate. "Shit - sorry. Sorry. I just uh - if I can grab that quarter," she cringed, pointing at one of her quarters that had rolled up next to his plate.

[remingtonelliot]

"Way calmer. Can't complain about it. As long as they're not complaining, it's a pretty good night," she laughed gently. Remi wasn't unfamiliar with how demanding people could be once they reached a certain level of status, so she was grateful that everyone so far that evening had been relatively easygoing. "Yeah? What's stopped you from going?" Remi had never set out in life to be a traveler, but had found her way to it one impulsive decision after the next. "France, hands down. I ah - I mean, I would have stayed there for sure, but um, I guess things just didn't like. Work out. But, France, yeah, I really liked it there. A lot of good memories."

@briggsnero

Nodding he looked over his shoulder at the crowd around them. "I think so too." he nodded. "I mean, this isn't usually my type of people but." he paused. "They seem calmer than I think a lot of people would expect out of a crowd like this one." he shrugged. He looked at the other again, listening as she spoke of the places she'd visited. "I've always wanted to do more traveling than I actually have." he stated, looking at her with a smile. "That's great though; that you're able to travel. Which place has been your favorite?" he asked. "I mean, obviously you've not felt that spark to stay, but, which place gave you the best memories?" @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

closed starter for @beatrizxsouza at the cobblestone cafe

Remi was just getting off a shift at the cafe, making sure everything was put away as she came out from behind the counter. Her attention was focused on grabbing her things, so she didn't notice that the door had opened and an old familiar face came walking through. Beatriz was halfway to the counter before Remi noticed her, eyes growing wide as she tried to look around for a place to hide. Beatriz had been a bit ahead of her in school, one of the older girls that she deemed way cooler than she was. It had been years since she'd seen the other woman, but the mild embarrassment of being back in Kismet working at the cafe instead of out in the world doing something big was hard to tamper down. Stumbling back a bit as she grabbed her purse, Remi managed to only make more of a scene as she knocked a container of sugar packets off the counter. Groaning internally, Remi bent down to pick them up, looking up at Beatriz with a sheepish smile. "Hey, uh - hi. Sorry. My bag just uhm, it hit them."

[remingtonelliot]

Having never been in the same place for very long, Remi had never developed a big affinity for stuff. She had a few suitcases that held all her worldly possessions and otherwise had just gotten by without. It was interesting to see the types of stuff people held onto when they had a home base to keep them all. Even if the jewelry and photos weren't as items of any major interest to her, it was still interesting to look through it all and see what made the person that owned the room tick. Head swiveling to look at what Farren pulled out of the drawer, a quick laugh left her lips. "Oh god, it brings me back to my laundry girl days of yachting. I got stuck down in laundry so much the first year I was doing it. The things the charter guests would bring with them were just...absolutely shocking sometimes," she admitted with another laugh. She scanned through a handful more of the photos, a slight smile pulling when she came across some cute family photos. "Old family photos mostly. Nothing too crazy. All the really cool stuff is probably in one of the locked rooms or something. Which is smart, but also so lame." This room gave more vibes of an old unused spare room with overflow stuff that they didn't have space for in other rooms. "You sure you're ready to go? I'm good with movies and popcorn if you want, but if you want to try another room or like, I don't know, we don't have to go if you're not ready," she offered, wanting to make sure that Farren didn't feel like they had to leave just for her sake. Even if parties weren't her thing at all, she wanted Farren to enjoy it too. "And nah, it's still fun. I get to hang out with you, so that's fun."

@farren--belrose

Farren frowned at Remi's unimpressed reaction, but sifted through the jewelry nonetheless. Maybe it was uninteresting to the other, but Farren couldn't help but to check it out. She'd never seen jewelry so nice before, at least not outside of movies or the internet. She wanted to take a few things, but she resisted the urge—it wouldn't be fair to the owner of these pieces, and she didn't want to taint Remi's opinion of her. Closing the drawer, she looked over her shoulder at the other. "Maybe in another room," Farren suggested, but she wasn't quite done looking through everything. To Remi it was boring, but for Farren, it gave her a look into someone else's world, a world she'd never experienced. Opening the next drawer, she laughed as she stared down at underwear—large and beige. Plucking a pair up, she turned around, holding it up next to her head. "I didn't know they made them so big," she said with a cackle. Turning back around, she threw the underwear back and moved to the next drawer—empty. "Polaroids can be interesting, I guess." She shrugged, walking over to where Remi was shuffling through the box. "The other rooms better have more." She was disappointed. Remi didn't want to party, and there was nothing interesting to do here otherwise. Normally, Farren would have gotten as wasted as she could, and probably pass out on a couch, but she had to keep herself together somewhat for her friend. "Maybe we can go back to mine; watch a movie or something. I have popcorn." Farren really didn't want to bring Remi back to her place, but she wasn't necessarily opposed. She would have to clean up a little bit, and hide things. It wasn't that her place was messy, but she was still slightly embarrassed. Growing up, she was never able to bring her friends back home, and as an adult she tried to avoid feeling the same embarrassment she felt then. "I'm sorry. I thought this would be more fun," she said with a frown.

[remingtonelliot]

"Ugh, it was really well done research too. It's like, man, I wish I could be out there with them doing it sometimes," Remi sighed wistfully. There had been a brief blip in her life where she'd been involved in scientific research and it was the job she missed more than any of the others she'd taken on over the years. "For sure, though. Nothing quite like the first time you look in a telescope and see what the universe has out there to offer," she grinned back with an emphatic nod. Space had been and likely always would be one of the most important things to Remi. "The Artic. That's a good one. Have you ever like been to it before? I never have." She'd been to lots of other places in the world, but there was still a lot out there that she'd just never had a chance to experience. "Break my heart? Never. A planet just would never. Planets are reliable and they never let you down. They're way better than people. Has the ocean ever broken yours?"

@kiraxwilder

"I read that one, too!" Kira said, mirroring a level of enthusiasm only Remington could understand. "Meteorite debris and Baltic fish is like our weird little cross-section of nerdy shit in one chaotic soup." She laughed, adjusting the focus slightly as she caught sight of Saturn's rings. "A girl never forgets their first planetary crush, huh?" She shot Remi a smirk with her words. "Hm," she hummed only a passing moment before her grin widened. "It's got to be the Artic, hands down." Kira said with a nod of her head, "Yeah, no, the Artic has that moody and misunderstood vibe to it and I can totally relate." Kira went on, "I'd have to say it's pure poetry in water form." She paused a moment, "So," she looked over at her friend, "What was the first planet to break your heart?" @remingtonelliot

[remingtonelliot]

Remi's head tilted to the side as Ruby spoke, her brows furrowed together thoughtfully. "Well, I don't...think it's that new, really," she mused with a half shrug, pausing to let her thoughts try and come together. "You don't have to have the official title to be a mom. I think you've kind of always been one. To me, anyway." Ruby may not have been her mom, but she was a motherly figure in her life and had been since she was young. As far as Remi was concerned, she'd been a good mom for a very long time and would continue to be one now for her daughter.

"Felicity," she hummed back, the name whirling in her brain for a bit before she quickly dismissed any associations. While it was interesting that the name matched that of one of her friends, she didn't give any weight to that thought for the time being. "I bet it meant just as much to her too, you know. You're like pretty cool to have around and stuff." Remington had never been the best at deep conversations, fumbling her way through most anything with a lot of emotion behind it, but she at least was trying. "I think pepperoni pizza, though. And maybe we just watch like. Star Wars. Best of both worlds. Space and romance." The list of movies Remi watched was a small one, usually one to rewatch things she already knew she liked than try anything new.

@rubyelliot

Ruby smiled softly, a little overwhelmed but warmed by Remi’s easy acceptance. Her fingers brushed over the edge of the card that still sat on the counter, her gaze lingering there for a moment before she spoke. “Thank you,” she said quietly, her voice a little unsteady but honest. “I don’t know if I’m a good mom… I’m still figuring that out. It’s all really new to me. Some days I feel like I have no idea what I’m doing, but I’m trying. I really am.”

She paused, swallowing around the emotion in her throat as she looked back over to Remi, her smile faint but real. “Felicity and I, we’re taking things slow. But those flowers and that card? They didn’t just make my day, they made my whole year. I don’t think she even realizes how much it meant.” There was a light in Ruby’s eyes as she spoke about her daughter, a kind of fragile, protective hope that clung to every word. She let out a small laugh, brushing away the moment with a deep breath. “Okay, enough of me being mushy. What kind of pizza are we getting? And did you pick a movie, or am I making the executive decision here?��� @remingtonelliot