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That Space Spa That Summer Never Shuts Up About; Dimension FH-001, Thursday [02/10].
Breezing right past some sort of blow-up at reception with a small group of Gromflomites that seemed to have had an issue with their reservation that clearly had absolutely nothing to do with Summer at all, "~WinterBlade~" and her party of four were welcomed into the Luxureon spa that definitely knew your face, Summer, you weren't fooling anyone with that alias, but also, Summer did bring them pretty good business and they dealt with a lot weirder (even today, in fact, they were handling a situation with a mostly-liquid entity that kept merging into one of the soaking pools on accident by expertly modifying the viscosity so that it didn't keep just dissolve into it), so whatever.
And thus, the moddable and extensive facilities of said space spa were open to the group entirely, everything from your standard massages and pedicures, to special space crystal treatments and space seaweed wraps, tentacle treatment for those willing to take a very particular risk, and bioluminescent manicures.
Summer herself would be spending a ridiculous amount of time in the strawberry-scented mineral soak, because honestly? Still her absolute favorite, and she can relax while sipping space drinks and making any last minute changes to her plans for jello for the party tomorrow.
Sure, she was supposed to be relaxing, but you could relax and work at the same time. M U L T I T A S K I N G!
[[ for those dragged to the space spa for all that sweet space spa goodness! ]]
And thus, the moddable and extensive facilities of said space spa were open to the group entirely, everything from your standard massages and pedicures, to special space crystal treatments and space seaweed wraps, tentacle treatment for those willing to take a very particular risk, and bioluminescent manicures.
Summer herself would be spending a ridiculous amount of time in the strawberry-scented mineral soak, because honestly? Still her absolute favorite, and she can relax while sipping space drinks and making any last minute changes to her plans for jello for the party tomorrow.
Sure, she was supposed to be relaxing, but you could relax and work at the same time. M U L T I T A S K I N G!
[[ for those dragged to the space spa for all that sweet space spa goodness! ]]
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Yeah, relax or whatever, but like, it was still weird to not do anything. On principle.
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Said she who was literally planning two different jello catering orders for two seperate events/orders in her head right now, but that didn't really couldn't, it's not like you could just stop your brain!
Well, you could, but it was typically frowned upon.
Either way, Summer knew at least one thing you could do during a soak was gab, and so she cracked an eye open and grinned over at Rey after she'd gotten settled a little.
"How're things back home?" she asked.
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They were totally keeping her busy on purpose.
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"Busy's good, though," she allowed, considering, yeah, hi, she had two jello catering orders to do this weekend, one of which was needed tomorrow, so...not nearly as important kind of busy, but busy all the same. "To a point. You think you jump right into it when you're done here, too?"
It was Rey. Summer was pretty sure she already knew the answer to that.
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She was not shy about that. She wasn't doing it.
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But also, in her experience with space people and weird food....
She snorted. "Maybe you guys could use it as ammo or to build defenses out of as well as food! And there's cute little quippy words and phrases on them. Like 'You're cute!' and 'Fax Me!'"
If you needed any proof as to how old some of those conversation hearts really were.
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But they persisted in the culture because they were fun that way.
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There was a faint pause.
"Obviously all the 'You're cute' ones need to go to BB-8, though."
Who couldn't eat them.
NOT THE POINT.
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"Well, obviously," Rey smiled. "He hasn't actually left me alone while I've been home unless I tell him to."
It was the cutest.
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The staff here might have another pool problem, but this time with a melting human.
"That's adorable. He's not going to be mad at me, though, then, for having dragged you away for a little while, is he?"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she said she had other plans for the next few days, too, but still!
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"So in other words," she said, "you can tell Poe I said you're welcome. For this month, at least."
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With a lot of bullshit that didn't matter in the grand scheme of things to distract her from the fact that she wasn't doing more for things that actually did matter...
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Though like, picture Maz and Summer together. Picture it.
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All hail space spa!
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It had been kind of a busy minute, from what she'd gathered.
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She also wasn't sure if Annie hadn't heard about the breakup, or if she had and just hadn't said anything for some reason, so she wasn't exactly sure how to proceed.
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"Then I'm glad she dragged you," she replied, shrugging a shoulder. "Is it helping? The being home or the being here, either one. I heard about John."
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Maybe they had space...racquetball? Space bougie spa sports?
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