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[August 9th. Rogue’s birthday. This year, like practically every other year since her powers had awoken, Rogue had the same plan: Tell no one. She will celebrate - or she would try to - without any reason given. It was so much easier that way.

She applies the dark red lipstick that traveled with her, and does her best to dress up as well as she could with what she has bartered for, and spends an inordinate amount of time on her hair.]

Okay, Drift Fleet. Talk to me. Who’s got some spare coffee they’re willin’ to barter for?

[After - hopefully, oh please, yes - attaining her birthday wish, Rogue sets about to basically make the rest of the day as enjoyable for herself as she can. She borrows a shuttle and goes flying for the joy of it. Sure, it can’t go very fast or very far, but she is in space. There’s some joy to be found just in being there. And hey, she heard shuttles can even go under water. That’s got to be amazing, Today’s as good a day as any to check that out.

She’s not necessarily looking for company here, but she might not say no? Later on in the day, though, she will be looking for company. Usually she spends at least part of the day working, but not today. Today is all about browsing, eating, and oh man, if she finds a place that plays music she might not move from there until dark. Feel free to accost!]

Later that night
[Late that night, Rogue can’t sleep. The echos aren’t in her mind right now, they aren’t psyches, they’re memories. They’re the people that she misses so much her bones ache. She decides to follow up on her own advice and goes for a run by the beach. It's not enough, so she starts a more rigorous exercise routine, dropping down to begin with push-ups and carrying through to shadowboxing. Will she manage to complete her routine all alone?

Whether or not she gets through that uninterrupted, when she’s finished she goes to the journals… no. journals were in Luceti. In Drift Fleet, she goes to the comms. This transition was harder than she thought, but she hoped one thing would hold true: that she wouldn't be the only one up and zero dark thirty.]

So. Augments. Upgrades. What are the ones ya feel are most worthwhile? Where do ya pour your resources into on your ship? Are ya happy bein' a pilot, an engineer, or whatever? [A security officer. Just say what you're thinking, Rogue, gosh.] If you could pick any one of them, what would you pick?

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[That... is a really good point. And the Vanquish does not have a medical officer that Rogue knows of. But. Rogue does not consider herself fit for that sort of position. It would involve a lot of being around other people's skin and being responsible for other people's lives and... no.]

...I reckon you'd get all the medical know-how downloaded into your brain with that augment, just like anythin' else?

Pretty sure you would, yeah. But there's nothing stopping someone from learning from someone with the augment? I mean, I've taught a little engineering to my crewmates, so it's possible to learn the basics, at least.

Our ship doesn't even have basic medical supplies...

[She makes a note to pick some up while down on the planet. She's been working hard in the mornings to late afternoons, and has established a pretty good barter report with a good section of the market. Mostly, she's been looking at foodstuffs, cloths, and odds and ends... she feels like an idiot for not having thought of medical supplies yet.]

Does that come with an augment too?

It does. It's...pretty weird. It's like the rooms that are associated with that augment don't even exist, and then suddenly, they appear when someone with that augment is put on the ship.

When I removed some wall panels a while back, I found wiring that goes somewhere I can't trace, and mechanisms that don't seem to be doing anything. So I guess the ships are hard wired to adapt to the crew they get.

[He STILL hates that he has no idea what the hell some of the things on his ship do. He likes to think he knows the Blue Fish inside and out, yet there is always this big question mark. ]

[That... hmm. She hadn't even thought about it, actually. Due to Luceti, she's just so used to shifting...]

So... ya think that's some kind of technological thing? Like, normal tech, not world-bendin' kinda thing, but wires and chemicals an' whatnot?

Maybe? Or maybe it's a mix of tech and magic? Whatever it is, I can't make any sense of it with my augment, which makes me think they did that on purpose. Things they don't want us to know, you know? Smoke and mirrors.

Well, yeah. [That does make sense.] If we knew how to expand our own ship, then we wouldn't have ta be so worried about providin' them with their ratings.

And that would mean we wouldn't have to stick around them. We could figure a way to cut free from the Marsvia and get away from them for good.

[Sokka's thought this through.]

You think it's the same sort tech? The kind that's keepin' us tethered as the kind that expands the ship?

If not exactly the same, I'd say it'd have its roots in the same place. Something we can work backwards from.

[He is reminding her so much of someone else. Someones else. Engineers. Mathematicians. Heh.]

Better'n what we got now, anyway. [She thinks about it for a moment more.] You think there's any way that the augment's blocking what ya can figure out?

[She is so suspicious of things put in her BRAIN.]

I wouldn't be surprised. They can influence what the augments do to us, so it's not a wide stretch to think they can do more with them.

[He does not sound happy about that, at all. ]

[A heavy sigh.]

I hate it when they have stuff in our head.

[And she really, really did.]

[He gives an annoyed scoff. ]

Tell me about it. It's really creepy.

[She sighs a little.]

Makes me kinda wonder if I even should change it.

Kind of depends on how much you want them to play with your head. Then again, they're already playing with our heads all the time, so maybe it doesn't actually make a bit of difference.

[A quiet laugh.]

You're a regular ray of sunshine, aren't ya?

Oh, yeah! I'm the cheeriest person alive. People think "gosh I'm feeling down in the dumps today, I know, I'll call Sokka!" And lo, I arrive and make things better with my indomitable cheerfulness.

[A quick grin.]

An' dry wit?

[Ha, ha.]

[He'll grin, smoothing back his hair. ]

Oh, the dry wit is the most important part.

[A quiet laugh.]

I'm glad ta see you've got your priorities straightened out.

I think it's important that everyone does that.

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