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[robitussin]

Who: natalie goodman
Broadcast: yes
Action: she'll be on the planet and the pathstone if anyone wants action!
When: 6/27

so i passed out for like literally a week and apparently woke up in hell because i went to check out this new place and everyone keeps trying to hold my hand

question 1: why

question 2: what did i do to deserve this

discuss

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[robitussin]

careful or i might air my full list of grievances

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[angelherding]

oh oh oh
please do it in person
i've been dying to ask someone to step into my office

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[robitussin]

who the fuck allowed you to be a therapist

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[angelherding]

someone with a great sense of humor

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[robitussin]

do i get to lay on your fancy couch and bitch about life

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[angelherding]

absolutely

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[robitussin]

so i get to be comfy while doing something i would've done otherwise

sold

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[angelherding]

i do try to provide for those in need
i'm on the bishop should you actually take up the offer
if anything i have alcohol

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[robitussin]

double sold

meet you in 20??

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[angelherding]

i'll be here

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[robitussin]

[here she is on the bishop, but also]

i realized right after i got here that i should have asked where your office is

spaceships are huge and mistakes were made

[angelherding]

i'll come get you

[and not a few moments later, here's Meg waltzing in, hands in her pockets and a half-smirk on her face. She raises both eyebrows when she sees Natalie]

It isn't that big.

[robitussin]

It is huge and I blame you. Not really.

[she takes a few steps towards her, and meg might notice a slight limp in her left leg if she's perceptive]

Important question, what kind of booze is it?

[angelherding]

[oh, she notices. She might even comment on it later, depending]

It's absolutely my fault, I arrived and they had to make it bigger to fit my charming personality.

And it's the strongest thing I could find on the bigger ship. I don't mess around.

[robitussin]

Damn. Enough credits for that already? You must be an even bigger mess than I am.

Anyways, give me some and I'll tell you enough shit to get you enough ratings to buy it back. Cool?

[angelherding]

Let's just say I have history with a couple of people here. It made for some exciting television.

I work at one of the bars, so don't worry about it. Sharing is caring, or some shit like that, right?

[robitussin]

Ooh, do tell. I want all the juicy details, or whatever.

Cool. I'll follow you if you wanna lead the way.

[angelherding]

You say that now.

Come along, then, gimpy, it's down this way. [see? Told you she'd point it out]

[robitussin]

Excuse you, I am exceptionally able bodied.

[she says, limping along]

[angelherding]

I never said you weren't.

[and here we are. She steps aside and makes an overly grand gesture] Please, step into my office.

[robitussin]

First the gimp joke, then it only escalates.

[walking inside and glancing around]

Nice digs.

[angelherding]

I told you I was going to do it.

[she follows in, tugging the door shut, and rounds to go sit at her desk. She immediately kicks her heels up on it]

I've never had an office before, but it's pretty decent.

[robitussin]

[taking a seat on whatever couch it has to offer]

Comfortable enough. In terms of what we talked about before... What've you got? I'm sure the viewers at home want to know.

[angelherding]

[she leans over to open a drawer, pulling out the alcohol she said she had and puts it on the desk]

Oh, I get to go first? You might wanna buckle in, kiddo.

[robitussin]

I wait with baited breath and all.