bakerstreet | Look at the stars, look how they shine for you

the stargazing meme

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oo3. use the rng and enter 1-10
oo4. play out what happens—anything goes!
oo5. profit? oh yeah!

prompts

one → meteor shower you just saw a falling star! and another! make a wish!
two → aliens what was that? was that really? omg no way a ufo!
three → lunar eclipse you've been sitting out for hours, waiting for this. it's so cool!
four → comet does it move fast or slow? either way, it's amazing.
five → full moon the moon is so huge! just don't look too long, it's really bright too.
six → star dust anything can happen in space. make up your own plot!
seven → solar eclipse this might be happening in the middle of the day!
eight → planet sighting is that a new star? nope, just a neighbor in the solar system!
nine → constellations do you know the stories behind these odd patterns?

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( have seen the marvels, but mark for spoilers if things go that way! )

[ info. tldr; 1949, one of the first ordained female pastors in denmark has moved to the capital to serve at a church there and is trying to find her feet in her new parish, at the same time as she's struggling with old grief and a new also female love interest. blanket cw: she most likely comes with discussions of religion and mentions of period-typical sexism and homophobia, though i can definitely go easy on the latter if requested. opt-out here. f/f for shipping, wide open to all for gen and platonic. ]

[Ooc: Information on her journal. Some parts are still in progress.]

[ She might be admiring the sky; more likely she's looking for points of light that might be objects in orbit. Or maybe she just got ejected from another ship and that falling streak of light is her. ]

[OOC: Building on perhaps from their earlier talk?]

[As one also drawn to efficiency and a task at hand, he doesn't assume passive gazing is the only motivation. Coming to stand a few feet from her, his cane settled at his side, his gaze follows hers to the outstretched sky with her kept in his periphery.]

Looking for a pattern, or finding a particular target?

[An opening musing, rather than an either-or conclusion.]