get your mingle on

[curiositykilledthecats]

Who: SS Huntress and visitors
Broadcast: N
Action: Ship mingle!
When: Time is an illusion

[So, we've been returned to our ships, and they're all different now! Having lower ceilings must suck for those of you who are actually not tiny.]

Comments

[steeledskin]

It was so crowded. [ the memory plagues her, it seems. ] But at least it was more spacious, as well.

[curiositykilledthecats]

It was.

... You have my apologies for not meeting you there. I spent that time looking for clues to find the Atroma.

[steeledskin]

[ a soft hum. ]

I don't think it's something for which you need apologize.

[curiositykilledthecats]

Perhaps not. However, even so, as one tasked with the security of this ship, it is remiss for me to not know all its members.

[Her tail flicks back and forth as she talks.]

[steeledskin]

Security?

[ oh, she stiffens all the more -- if that's even possible. ]

[curiositykilledthecats]

Yes. It is my duty to protect all who dwell in this ship.

[steeledskin]

[ even me? ]

Protect them from what?

[curiositykilledthecats]

Anything that would do them harm.

[steeledskin]

But -- [ and she sharpens her point a little further. ] Is there much harm threatened upon us?