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[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

[nostraightlines]

Yeah, I know what you mean. There are a few on my ship I wouldn't trust to wear the mask.

I'll probably try it. The protein stuff on the ships is gross.

[ecclesiophobic]

Even fewer that wouldn't need to. I know one of those myself.

Is it?

[nostraightlines]

I don't think I know anyone who wouldn't need the mask.

You don't think so?

[ecclesiophobic]

Might be surprised at that.

It isn't rotten and I'm not still hungry after. That's good enough for me.

[nostraightlines]

I'm pretty sure everyone I know breathes.

Guess I got used to decent food in the place I was before here. Might serve me to get used to crap again, but. We'll see what the moon's serving. You want to join me?

[ecclesiophobic]

Have you checked?

Dinner with the devil it is. We can meet planet-side and I'll give you the sleep aids then.