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[sinuosity]

Who: Red Fish crew and visitors.
Broadcast: none.
Action: On the Red Fish and waystations.
When: After returning from the Marsiva.

Comments

[sinuosity]

[ New places? New people? What is this, optimism? ]

You're certainly adjusting quickly.

[collegedropout]

[He chuckles, smiling enough to reveal dimples.]

Yeah, well. I'm pretty used to it. I've spent my whole life traveling, you know?

Got used to never having roots.

It helps that I've been dropped into another universe before this, though.

[sinuosity]

Not by chance, I take it.

How did you leave?

[collegedropout]

[He nods.]

Not by chance.

It was a long and bumpy road, but in the end, we destroyed the spirit holding us there and brought back the village it'd destroyed. And one of my good friends from home, he had rituals in place that could re-open doors to other universes.

In the end, we all walked out of our own power.

[sinuosity]

[ She nods in turn, sympathetic. ]

Then I am sorry you did not end up where you wished to be. It is a cruel thing, to be kept from home.

[collegedropout]

[Sam considers that with a quirk of his eyebrows. It's true, he had a rough time getting home. But even so...]

Actually... it wasn't so bad. I mean — I did go home, for a little while. Before that, I got to travel to my friends' universe, too. So this? This is just another pit stop, I guess. I don't exactly regret it. Hell, it's normal now.

[He smiles, friendly.]

Besides, I'm getting to meet you guys. See space. It's pretty... cool.

[sinuosity]

I suppose it would be a welcome relief.

[ She can't share his views, but somewhere in her heart she thinks Sara might appreciate the way he looks at things. So Nyssa doesn't scorn it. ]

There are sweets in the kitchen if you desire any, but do not eat too much. There is little room to be ill aboard this ship.

[collegedropout]

Thanks, I'll remember that.

[He's not actually much of a sweets person, but he's not one to decline unless it's being practically shoved in his face.]

Who knew the ship with all the skulls would have something as friendly as sweets.

[FEELS LIKE HOME. Only the sweets are hopefully not full of razor blades or something.

... His job is so weird.]