driftfleet | it's a mingle, a paisley mingle

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it's a mingle, a paisley mingle

Who: Paisley crew and/or visitors and/or Chloe
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Paisley
When: Anytime in March p much

[ Welcome to the Paisley, where the drama's made up and the points don't matter ]

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I just... work with the abilities I have. That's all. [ Nice, Max. Very subtle. ]

Your... psychic powers, right? [He knows there's something at work. He's also a terrible guesser.] Or whatever they are.

As long as they weren't aware, I guess.

Wait, wait hold up.

Psychic powers?

Well, yeah. Back when we were fighting the enemy fleet, you had this uncanny foresight. Like you knew what they'd do next.

[He folds his arms, like he thinks he's got this all figured out.]

Ever since, I figured, you were probably psychic and trying to keep it under wraps.