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[misconceived]

WHO Chris Halliwell
BROADCAST Network unfiltered video.
ACTION The SS Huntress.
WHEN Shortly after the Shuffle.

Again?

[ This is a young man circling around as he's transported to his new ship, the SS Huntress. He's mostly talking to his new crewmates but there's that unknowing broadcast going out, too. ]

Moved around twice in twenty-four hours, and this one is not nearly as nice as the first one. We're supposed to stay here while we play this stupid game? [ Psht. ] Which, by the way, I didn't sign up for. Did anyone? Because I was in the middle of something, you know, important.

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[misconceived]

I'm sorry, what?

[aberrant_type]

Oh, you don't know! Go find the kitchen and try it out, go ahead, I'll wait!

[misconceived]

[ He hesitates, looks uncertain, then turns and makes his way down the hall.

About fifteen minutes later,, he's back and looks... vaguely defeated. ]

That is gross. They expect us to eat that?

[aberrant_type]

Indeed they do! Look on the bright side: it's limitless. You can eat as much as you like.

There is food available for purchase at the waystations as well.

[misconceived]

Yeah, I'm sure that's a perk. [ No it's not. Limitless semisolid protein sounds terrible. ]

Like, regular food? Not more space food?

[aberrant_type]

Well, it's different food. Try the tallbird, it's delicious!

[misconceived]

Tallbird? You made that up.

[aberrant_type]

I did not! They're very tall birds. Delicious.

[misconceived]

I think I'll just stick with the less... weird food. Unless there's nothing else?

[aberrant_type]

Well, it's all a little strange, but the meat is really very good! Try it fried!

[misconceived]

Fried, huh?

[ SIGH. Looks like Chris won't get to be picky like he wants to be. ]

What's the worst that could happen?

[aberrant_type]

Aw, you'll be fine! You've got to test that delicate constitution sometime.

[misconceived]

[ He laughs at that. Delicate constitution. Hah. ]

This isn't exactly how most people would want to test it. Then again, at least I've got everyone else before me to say it isn't poison or something.

[aberrant_type]

[It's funny, you can laugh, Chris!]

It certainly isn't... unless the server takes a disliking to you, I suppose.

[REASSURING]

[misconceived]

[ HE DID okay, gosh. He has a sense of humor under the grump! ]

And how often does that happen?

[aberrant_type]

It hasn't happened to me yet!

[misconceived]

Or anyone else, I hope.

Anything else I should be on the lookout for? Or is just the fried, hopefully not-poisoned tallbird?

[aberrant_type]

Dangers and such, you mean? Nothing stands out to my mind... we've had mysterious disappearances, but no murders by anyone on the ships, if that's what you mean.

[misconceived]

[ On one hand, no murders is a relief. On the other... ]

Disappearances?

[aberrant_type]

Very mysterious. About once a week, some people depart with no fanfare at all. It doesn't seem like they were taken by force, but none of them have said anything about leaving willingly, either. They've simply vanished without a trace.

[misconceived]

Right... I think I was talking to someone about that. She just came back from that, didn't know where she'd gone.

[aberrant_type]

[Believe it or not, her voice suddenly takes on a more serious tone.]

Let me guess, that was Nunnally.

[misconceived]

It was. Something I should know?

[aberrant_type]

She was on my crew, that's all. And we were quite fond of her.

[misconceived]

And... she's back now.

[ He's not seeing a problem here. Well, aside from someone coming back to Drift Fleet anyway. ]