In like a Tourist, out like a lamb

[takingkarabusiness]

Who: Tourists and visitors!
Broadcast: nah
Action: S.S. Tourist
When: March!

[ What are you up to this month, Tourists? Living up to your ship name on the station? Well, share your spoils with the rest of the crew! Or maybe you've been engaging in ahem illicit pursuits? We promise not to tell! ]

Comments

[universal_charm]

Oh, there it is - I can see it now. But you're on, Miss Pryde. I could do with a new challenge.

[passingthrough]

Running out of your old ones like hitting on every girl on the space station?

[universal_charm]

That's not really a challenge, that's a hobby.

[passingthrough]

I guess it's more exciting than scrapbooking.

[universal_charm]

The day I take up scrapbooking is the day you have permission to send me into the sun.

[passingthrough]

Sending you into the sun sounds like a lot of work. I have much more efficient ways of ending you. [She has the best banter, right?]

[universal_charm]

So long as efficient and 'will make it into the history books' are one in the same, you have my permission to do as you see fit to carry out your assignment.

[passingthrough]

Oh, sure, that I can do. [Trying not to think about this line of joking too hard. She's seen what someone can do when they make death...memorable. She doesn't want to think about being that kind of monster. But in this context no harm.]

All things considered you might want to just avoid the scrapbooking and save us both the trouble.