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[normallycharmed]

Who: The crew of the SS TRAINWRECK STARSTRUCK AND YOU
Broadcast: Nope, it's a mingle!
Action: Starstruck
When: Late May, after this weekend's shuffle.

[HELLO, STARSTRUCK. It's been a while and our time on this planet is drawing to a close. Did you win enough things? Or go visit the planet? Well, it looks like we lost some crewmates to gain some so maybe we should get them all settled.]

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda jerks back suddenly by the sudden hand over hers. She'd been too distracted by the accidental turbulence she'd inducted to notice the man's entry. She backs away from the controls, a guilty blushing on her face.]

I am sorry. I will not touch them again.

[She watches him at the controls briefly, and can clearly see that he knows what he's doing. This must be how the augments worked, giving each of them the necessary knowledge to fulfill their designated roles.]

As you could obviously tell, I am not a new pilot. My name is Wanda, and I believe I am... tactical support?

[She phrases it like a question, because even to her the title is a little confusing. What does that even mean? Tactical support?]

[twocomplex]

You knew as much and yet attempted these controls?

[It's not an aggressive voice or even anything close, but it does ring in the air like a question she should think about. He's rather calm about pulling his hand back once hers is gone from things, stabilizing the ship and looking back to the radar.]

I do hope any tactics in your mind stray from ideas like that in the future. [He laughs, as if words like that are just a joke, and looks back to her.]

My name is Oren. Your pilot.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda averts her gaze away from Oren and out the nearest window. She's clearly embarrassed, and, whether or not Oren means it, she doesn't appreciate his chastising.]

I was only trying to familiarize myself with the ship. That is all. At least I know now what buttons not to touch.

[She says it matter-of-factly, as if to prove that this was all for the best.]

[twocomplex]

[To call it chastising would be far too severe. He's actually rather friendly about it, even with the firm backing. All for safety, right?]

Ah, then let's call it a lesson learned!

[Clapping his hands together once, he leaves them joined for a moment and looks around the room.] Have you taken a look around the ship in full, then?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Admittedly Wanda had been expecting some kind of scolding to come from the actual pilot of the ship, so his warm demeanor catches her somewhat off guard.]

No. Not yet. [She attempts to look down the hall leading out of the ship's bridge.] Is there a lot more to it?