Disciple has a one year anniversary.

[feralfanatic]

[A new non-filtered video hits the network. In it is a older oliveblooded troll many will recognize. She is sitting cross-legged on some sort of large stuffed chair in the shape of a cat. Unlike many of her public postings this one appears to be actually intentional. She has certainly come a long way in understanding the communications technology of this place. She takes a sip from a steaming teacup and addresses the camera.]

One year. It is a human measurement of time. The time it takes the human planet, Earth, to complete one full orbital revolution around its parent star.

[A pause as she takes another sip of tea.]

It seems my starfish communicator has let me know that it was just over one human year ago that I first arrived here in Vatheon. It is a rather arbitrary distinction for one of my race, as we do not share the same measurement of time. One of our own orbital sweeps lasts as long as 26 human months. Regardless, it has still got me thinking about all my time spent here.

This place has given me many things. The chance to once again have that which I had lost. A chance to meet those that I would not otherwise have been able to. It has given me a chance to forgive, both myself and others. I have had opportunities here that I would not have even dreamt of back home. That is not to say that it has been completely enjoyable. This place certainly has a way of sticking a knife into your chest and then slowly turning it.

Well, that is enough of my ramblings. To those of you I know, I look forward to another human year together. To those that I do not know, let us change that.

[Disciple raises her teacup in salute, smiles one last time into the camera, and the feed cuts.]

Comments

[feralfanatic]

I should hope so. Even if it will be the first one I have ever really hosted. At least on the scale that we are currently planning, little one.

[bestestfurrend]

I've never really ever held one either! But I've always wanted to! Do you think we should ask someone else to help out too?

[feralfanatic]

Maybe? Who could we even ask for help with such an endeavor? Do we know anyone who has hosted a large party before?

[bestestfurrend]

Uhm...

I don't think I do. Let's get Darkleer and Equius to help!

[This is such a bad idea.]

[feralfanatic]

[Agreed. Lets do it.]

Oh! They must have at least picked up a trick or two.

[bestestfurrend]

Uh huh!

Now we just have to convince them.

[feralfanatic]

I am sure if we put on our best pout-y moirail faces, they will have no possible way to turn us down.

[bestestfurrend]

I am an expurrt at that.

[feralfanatic]

It is a dangerous gift we bear, that look, one that should only be used in the most dire of circumstances... or if they are being stubborn.

[bestestfurrend]

If we used it every time they were being stubborn we'd never stop using it!

[feralfanatic]

Which is why we are so practiced in its application, Kit. We certainly knew how to pick our moirails, it seems. Though you and I both know we would not trade them for anything in the world.