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theboogieman) wrote in
driftfleet2016-05-22 06:53 pm
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Hark! A Mingle!
Who: The Golden Crew!
Broadcast: Probably not.
Action: Yes that.
When: Sometime while everyone's still on the toxic moon?
[hey, crew! how's life aboard the good ol' Golden? why does the corner of the ceiling dip down like that? has it always been that way? oh, whatever. what's everyone on this fine crew up to?]
Broadcast: Probably not.
Action: Yes that.
When: Sometime while everyone's still on the toxic moon?
[hey, crew! how's life aboard the good ol' Golden? why does the corner of the ceiling dip down like that? has it always been that way? oh, whatever. what's everyone on this fine crew up to?]

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But that disappearing act is abrupt, so she'll just... blink. ]
...Okay.
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See? I can just take my spiritual form. I don't need food or anything, and I won't be leaving fur around the ship, so fear not!
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[ Honestly, at this point, not much genuinely shocks Hera anymore. ]
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You have plenty of free time here, regardless. If that's what you want to do with it, I suppose nobody's stopping you.
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If you need help with anything, don't hesitate to ask.
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[There's a small smile when she says the name, like there's a private joke there.
You're not wrong to think she's weird.]
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[ She gives her a vague smile and turns back to her piloting. ]