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Who: Caesar & u
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Iskaulit & waystations!
When: 8/17 - 8/22

I was just hailed by a shuttle on the way from the Tourist to the Iskaulit . . . I understand this has been happening regularly? Do we have any idea who these shuttles belong to? Or are people just racing strangers with no information whatsoever?

[He sounds moderately pressed about this. But an important thing to note about Caesar is that, while he acts mostly responsible most of the time, if you dare him into something hard enough, he will pretty much always do it.]

[When he isn't passive-aggressively complaining on the network, he starts hesitantly exploring the Iskaulit, poking his head into its empty rooms with the (fairly irrational) fear that he'll see one of the bugs around any corner. Eventually he'll get to moving a little bit more slowly, studying the way the ship is built, how it's different from the Tourist and the Marsiva and the other ships he's been on.]

[Later, he makes his way to the nearest waystation, which is, naturally, a huge disappointment. He can be found loudly sighing in pretty much any location on the station, but especially over the clothes, which are all a few sizes too small. And there are no backwards suspenders anywhere.]

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[speaking of huge disappointments, someone else is rifling through the clothes on the stations in the hopes that he might find something that vaguely resembles fashion in among the boring usual space bullshit. alas, he will not.

but it's easy to answer the melodramatic sigh without even looking up from a too-large t-shirt:]

I hear you. It's almost impressive how boring these are.

[Admittedly Caesar's interpretation of fashion is pretty loose, coming as he does from a version of 1930s Italy in which it's socially acceptable to wear feathers in your hair and a bow tie on a string. Still, even for him, this is awful, and he glances up at Robin with an irritated look.]

There must have been a committee whose sole purpose was to make these things as boring as possible.

[He thumbs idly through another few (large, baggy, beige) shirts before giving up entirely.]

The last planet must just have been a lucky break.

[to be fair... his idea of good fashion falls somewhere between "k-pop" and "was it really necessary to attach that much metal to your clothes", but still. the beige really isn't doing it for either of them.

it's his turn to sigh and give up looking.]

For sure. There are good clothes out there, in the universe, but they always seem to run for half my bank account... I would think it's a disservice to our supposed audience.

[Caesar's not-quite-grandson runs around with a giant chain dangling off his collar, so he'd probably understand. When Robin looks up, Caesar tips his head; he looks vaguely familiar from the network, but not familiar enough to place a name to.]

I never thought about it like that, but you're right . . . I don't understand the appeal anyway, but I understand the appeal of a bunch of people in boring clothes much less.