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[helluva_pilot]

Who: Calling all Capringles, it's time for a camingle!
Broadcast: nope
Action: On the good ship Caprine
When: August

[Ready to meet the newest addition to the crew? He'll be around...]

Comments

[helluva_pilot]

He's intelligent. Basically an artificial person. And he's saved my life more than a couple of times.

[BB-8 seems to have a negative opinion about being called a thing.]

[thetruehistorian]

[Doesn't BB-8 have somewhere it urgently needed to be?]

I've had my life saved by a ship made of wood and pitch, no beeping necessary. That doesn't prove anything.

[Though the spirit of the ship- its klaubautermann- did manage to speak a few words before it fell apart and sank into the ocean. Robin suddenly finds herself missing the warmth of a wooden deck. Space is so cold. At the very least, it softens her.]

Look, you've spoken for the... astromech. I won't impede it any further. I assume Finn knows it's here?

[helluva_pilot]

[BB-8 seems pretty determined to stick by Poe now. Maybe, like a cat, he's got a sense for when people don't like him.

And Poe looks a little annoyed at the implications getting thrown at his astromech.]

Not either of our fault you don't understand binary.

Yeah. They're friends.

[thetruehistorian]

[What is with men and robots? She doesn't get it. But she's not trying to force a confrontation. She really doesn't care. Like, really. So she nods, refusing to let Poe's jab sting at her.]

Very well. Thank you for your assistance.

[And she moves to continue down the hallway.]