text;

[nostraightlines]

Who: José Ramse and YOU
Broadcast: fleetwide text
Action: the Starstruck
When: now!

Celeste Blackwell went home. At least, I figure that's where they sent her. So much for my plan to be as boring as possible to get sent back.

...

Does anyone here know where I could get sleeping pills or anything like that?


[ Ramse can be found on the bridge of the Starstruck, staring down at the unfortunate moon. He's definitely in a mood. ]

Comments

[precedented]

Not with that intro.

[nostraightlines]

Well, they're related. And why clog up the network with two posts?

[precedented]

Their being related is probably why your suggestion invites skepticism.

[nostraightlines]

What do you think I'm gonna do? Seriously.

[precedented]

Seriously, I think you might be reckless with yourself.

[nostraightlines]

Reckless. I just want some decent sleep, that's all.

[precedented]

Have you not been sleeping?

[nostraightlines]

I haven't been, no. Can't get used to the ship noises.

[precedented]

Hmm. And there is no way to procure music or white noise, as they say.

[nostraightlines]

Not that I know of, if that would even help.

[precedented]

The new planet might offer something more in terms of sleeping aids. That are not medicinal.

[nostraightlines]

The moon? What do you mean by not medicinal?

[precedented]

Such as . . .

[ There is a pause in his typing and the next response comes a little late. ]

Headphones. Earbuds. I believe that is what you call them?

[nostraightlines]

You mean earplugs? Headphones play music.

[precedented]

Do they? You're probably right. I get them mixed up. It's been too long.

[nostraightlines]

I can look around for them.

[ But deep down he knows a huge part of his problem here is the empty bed. Blocking out the ship noise and pretending he's somewhere normal won't help that. ]

[precedented]

It might solve some of your problems.

[nostraightlines]

Thanks for the suggestion. I'll try it.

[precedented]

You are welcome.