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[takeabow]

Who: Nova & u
Broadcast: fleet-wide
Action: on First Breath
When: Maintenant!

[ the video feed comes on and Nova is in the kitchen on First Breath. Her communicator is on the table in front of her and she's looking at it, chin on her hands. She looks... bored. Exhausted of being bored. ]

I'm not going to say we aren't well-equipped here, but does anyone have any actually real meat? That hasn't been pre-chewed? If I have to have another of these genuine canned meat products...

Anyway, we can probably barter something. Like I said, we're well-equipped.

[ she turns her communicator around the kitchen so people can see the spice rack and fancy extras they have. Though, it might be noted, it's not like she cleared this with any of her fellow crewmen... ]

Comments

[takeabow]

Gross?

[frigidaire]

Yeah, acting friendly. Pretty gross when Stiles is only partway my friend and you're his girlfriend with weird good aim.

[ he remembers the toilet paper rolls, okay. ]

[takeabow]

You're a werewolf and I'm the weird one.

Sure. Why not.

[frigidaire]

Uh. Yeah, that doesn't make sense, you're right.

Werewolves are pretty weird.

[takeabow]

And my aim is good because I've practiced.

[frigidaire]

Well good. Better to practice than take someone's eye out I guess.

[takeabow]

[ flippant ]

I practiced so I could take someone's eye out.

[frigidaire]

Glad you had goals growing up. I bet you were a happy little girl.

[takeabow]

Don't worry, I've mostly used it on squirrels and deer.

[frigidaire]

...mostly? Yeah that's encouraging. Thanks.

[takeabow]

You know I live to encourage you.

[frigidaire]

Glad to give you a purpose in life.

[takeabow]

Yeah, what would I do without you.

[frigidaire]

Not be as awesome, clearly.