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Who: Suzie and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video!
Action: On The Marsiva, newly arrived!
When: Afternoon, November 28th

[The view from the personal communicator broadcasting this particular message is — well, it's two things, really. One is that it's capturing a lovely, albeit partially-obscured view of the Marsiva, which also appears to be moving along at an ambling walking pace that's indicative of someone wandering around. The other is that whoever's responsible for this particular broadcast evidently missed the memo about appearing in it, because she's nowhere in sight.

All of which presumably adds up to the logical (and correct) conclusion: the communicator got shoved in a pocket and turned on by mistake, and here we are, granting the fleet an impromptu and oblivious tour of the Hospitality Deck and its sights and relative lack of sounds.]

...Helloooooo? Hello, perdonami! Um...if someone's there, I think there's been a...mistake...

[Wandering, wandering. Time to go look down the medical wing's corridor in search of human life, and be utterly disappointed.]

Hello? Someone in charge, can I speak with you, please? Someone? I can't be here right now, the boat's going to leave without me — it takes thirty minutes to get back, if I miss it I'll be stuck waiting a whole hour! I can't wait a whole hour, there's chores, the laundry won't get done if I'm not — I think I might've left the gas on, is someone theeeeeeeeere?

[The video meanders again; now we're over by the windows, evidently peering out into the void.]

Ohhhhhh, this isn't going to be good, if everyone comes back and I'm not there...

[A pause.]

Oh, no! Can Air Supplena even get phone calls or telegrams from outer space?!

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I could probably help you with that, if you wanted.

[Like honestly just feed him anything that isn't space paste. Or . . .]

You could read his stupid comics.

[Guess who got suckered into doing that? This guy.]

...That's supposed to be a gift? Just reading a comic? That doesn't seem all that special...

[SAVE HER]

Trust me. He'd be happy if you did.

[Although.]

There's one other thing, but I haven't had any luck with it so far.

One other thing? Okay, I'm listening; what is it?

[His 1930s ass has managed to acquire some stealth since the legendary flirtpocalypse of 2015 . . . so here we go.]

He wants a dog. Apparently.

...In space.

[THIS IS THE MOST LEGITIMATE POSSIBLE REACTION, THOUGH.]

That's what I thought, too. But he . . .

[Ugh.]

He seems to have actually thought it through.

...Well, how do we get one? Does someplace have dogs, or is there someone we could —

[...]

Oh, but you said you hadn't had any luck so far...you must've already thought of that. Mmm...

If we're going to find one, it's going to be on one of the planets we stop at. But so far there hasn't really been much. One was sort of . . . an ocean thing, and the other was a desert. No dogs.

...Then maybe the third time will be the charm! First an ocean, then a desert, so the next one's got to be something better, doesn't it?

[watch it be polar icecaps. they will have to find a husky amid snowdrifts.]

The ocean wasn't so bad. Just no dogs. You probably would have had fun.

[There was a lot of fanservice, it was a good time.]

. . . Maybe Atroma will give you what you want, just because it's you. Who knows. [Even Atroma cannot make Suzie sad? It's illegal.]

[new gameplan: be cute as fuck until a sponsor sends a dog. this seems solid.]

Just because it's me, huh...don't you think you're exaggerating a little bit?

[COULD SHE EVEN STOP IF SHE WANTED TO? Highly doubtful.]

I don't think so. If it's just for Jojo, he's annoying, and if it's just for me, I'm not very nice. But you're . . .

[gestures to all of her.]

Hard to say no to.

Nobody gets everything they want.

[Which is too bad. Some people deserve it; she's acquainted with many of them, no matter how annoying or standoffish they can be.]

But if you're right that I can help with it somehow, then of course I'm going to. Any way that I can.

[He shifts, annoyed, restless. He is going to steal a shuttle and crash it into the fucking Marsiva . . .]

I just want him to have something he wants. Since it's so far away from everything, here.

...You're worried about him, too. Like you're worried about me.

[...]

Caesar, did...did something happen to Jojo, while you both were gone...?

Hm? What? No. It's just . . .

[Complicated? Complicated.]

He's a big baby. He isn't used to things changing or having to work hard, and he misses his grandmother and home, and so when he told me he always wanted a dog, I just thought - that would be something that would make him happy.

Oh, I get it. Something to care about, to help with the homesickness.

[But the thought does make her perk up a little, either way.]

But making a place feel more like home — that's something I can do no matter what, planet with dogs or no planet with dogs!

I know you can.

Not a lot of people here know how to. [Especially . . . not him . . .]

That's my job, then, from now on. Making a place so that everyone can feel at home, just like back on Air Supplena.

[She pauses, tipping her head to the side a bit.]

...Hey. If...back at home, if everything's all over...does that mean you and Jojo finished all your training for good? There's no more at all to do, or anything like that?

[Yikes. That's a direct hit.]

. . . That's right. When we get home, all of us, we can just . . . live normal lives.

[Somehow.]

Mm, and we'll all meet up in Venezia again, and then...Jojo will go home to his grandmother, and you'll go somewhere, too? Ah, and I wonder what Madame Lisa Lisa will do...

I'll go.

[He. Looks confused.]

See my family, first. Of course.

[???]

That's what I thought.

[And she's just going to sort of...file that away, internally.]

...I feel better now. About being here, so thank you.

You're welcome.

. . . You didn't tell me about you. What you'll do after.

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