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[aigue]

Who: Renart
Broadcast: Text fleetwide
Action: Planetside
When: Post-shuffle

[Text]

[Renart does not want to be here. Sure, being out in space has to be a step up from that post-apocalyptic wasteland. Space is one of the few places she's never actually been to before, and since she's always wanted to she should be thrilled.

But there are important people back in that stupid wasteland. Ones that are liable to get into dangerous, possibly deadly situations without her there to keep them safe. She's hoping they've been pulled here too. Finding out is her main priority as she fiddles with her communicator, eventually figuring out how to send a quick message to the network at large.]

Since I happen to be completely mundane
Absolutely unremarkable
And entirely forgettable
Why don't you tell me about yourselves?

Where are you from? What is your home like?

I'll let you know when you can stop talking ฅ(^･ω･^ฅ)

[At the very least, maybe she can hunt down a few of them. Or people who know them.]

Oh, and does there happen to be a curated list of every individual who has been pulled here?


[Action]

[After she's demolished those pudding deserts and figured out how to get down to the actual planet she'll be doing just that in hopes of finding someone familiar. Thankfully no one seems to care too much about her ears and tail which means she doesn't bother hiding them - though, having to contend with such an affectionate civilization quickly wears thin and after several hours of searching she takes a break, making her way to the edge of the forests. For an animal Fairy Tale such as herself it's more relaxing, even if she doubts she's likely to find anyone important away from the hustle and bustle of the markets. Sadly, the friends she has in mind don't entirely share her preference for nature. They're all human, or were human, or are human-y. Not animals, basically.

Still, it doesn't mean she can't enjoy herself for a little while before she resumes searching. She'll keep her messenger bag (and her Story) close as she wanders through the trees, ears twitching in response to every subtle noise in the vicinity.]

Comments

[pneumo]

Oh, um... Yeah. Is that okay? [ Becase he's used to it being not...that. Usually. ]

[aigue]

Yes. I was just curious.

[She's going to file that information away for later.]

[pneumo]

Oh... Okay.

Did you get enough to eat?

[aigue]

[She nods at that. She's full for now, it was refreshing getting to eat real food. She'll have to go hunting while she's here and catch something herself at some point.]

[pneumo]

[ Yes, hopefully something perhaps not as dangerous though because she looks so tiny and delicate like that. ]

I'm glad~! If you ever need more food just lemme know.

[aigue]

[Wrong offer to make, Sascha....]

Does that include visiting your ship?

[pneumo]

[ He has no idea what he's unleashed. ]

Sure!

[aigue]

Excellent. Very generous of you.

[pneumo]

Well it's the least I could be after you didn't run away from me♥

[aigue]

It was difficult, but I managed. [Sarcasm is fun!]

[pneumo]

[ :D wheeee ]

I'm serious...! Normally animals hate me...

[aigue]

Why is that?

[Not that she's worried, it's just good to have all the information.]

[pneumo]

Well 'cause I'm a predator and all I guess...? I think they just smell something bad about me.

[aigue]

Hmm. [Good thing to note.]

Well, most animals do tend to run off instinct.

[pneumo]

Yeah... Which sucks. I don't mean to scare them!

[aigue]

Well, I doubt there's much you can do about it.

[And also she doesn't particularly care about his problems.]

[pneumo]

I know I know...

But--you weren't afraid of me. Is it because you're also a fox-lady?

[aigue]

No.

I'm just fearless.

[Lol.]

[pneumo]

Wow.... [ YEP HE TOTALLY BELIEVES HER. Herpaderp. ]

[aigue]

[He is so gullible it's funny.]

Indeed. I'm a very clever fox.

[pneumo]

[ Sometimes it's easier to live by not looking into things. Or worrying about them. ]

Lucky me, hehe.

[aigue]

[He is indeed extremely lucky.]

Savour that luck. Who knows when it will run out.

[pneumo]

I know, I know... [ But! He got to touch a fox! This is a new feat!! And he's still pretty thrilled about it. ]

Oh--I forget! Welcome to space~

[aigue]

Hmm.

Do you know if there is any record of every individual who has been on these ships?

[pneumo]

Oh, um....

I'm not...actually that good with that sorta thing. You should ask Winn? He might know... But I couldn't really, uhh. Read. Before they put the thing in my neck, so.