That Space Spa That Summer Never Shuts Up About; Dimension FH-001, Thursday [02/10].

[somethingwithturquoise]

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! ]]

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[stykera]

"No. Not really." He was still just a walking emotional bruise.

"Eventually. I hope. Summer keeps saying to let go, but..."

[thatwaslucky]

"It's hard," Rey agreed. And she did feel kind of bad that she was doing better after so little time? "But she's right. I started to think of it as... the longer I hold onto it, the more I only hurt myself."

[stykera]

"I've never been good at letting go. It takes a long time and this was... this was bad." It brought up all sorts of old hurts that were now layered with new ones.

"But I can't keep...I can't keep being like this."

[thatwaslucky]

"Is there anything you could think of that would help?" Rey asked.

[stykera]

"Not yet."

Stark shrugged.

"If I do, I'll try it."

[thatwaslucky]

"I hope you find something soon," she said with a little smile.

[stykera]

"So do I."

He was so tired, Rey.

"There must be something."

[thatwaslucky]

"There is, I'm sure of it," she told him. "I know what's worked for me, but it's going to be a matter of finding what works for you."

[stykera]

"I wish it were easier." Nothing about this had been easy. Not for him, anyway.

"What were you doing, at home? To keep busy?" Almost certainly nothing he could replicate, but maybe something would give him an idea.

[thatwaslucky]

Again, this was easier when they weren't talking about her. But maybe it would help.

"A lot of training. If someone asks me to do something I just do it. I've had missions. But it's something where I can look at how much better I'm getting at them and feel good about myself." And that was how you knew she liked you, Stark, because that was really honest. "I've had a lot of people talk to me and I try to always find something to relate to. But mostly I remember I'm not the only person who's ever felt this way and everyone else made it through, so I will too."

Rey was sickeningly optimistic.

[stykera]

Sickeningly optimistic was a much healthier attitude than 'I have been abandoned again because I am not enough and I was never enough and I will never be enough and I will never be happy again', though!

"I'm glad you have that. That's good. And you will be. Fine."

[thatwaslucky]

"You will too," Rey said.

[stykera]

"I'll be better than this. Eventually."

Fine might be pushing it, Rey. He broke easily and was definitely broken now.

"But thank you. For the thought."