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[lord_wizard]

Who: Starstruck crew and visitors
Broadcast: None
Action: The SS Trainwreck Starstruck
When: August

[It might be accurate to say that the crew of the Starstruck had spent the majority of the month prior avoiding each other, or people in general, but as we leave the hand holding planet perhaps the crew can get back to normal.

Whatever that means...]

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[lord_wizard]

[Felix comes across her in one such moment. The glimpsed smile is unexpected enough to make him pause, considering her mystery.

He still isn't quite certain of what to think of Lauralae. He knows she has power, and had stopped himself from reacting badly to finding out the source of it. So far he'd considered her somewhat suspicious but nothing she'd done had merited a label of evil. Perhaps she deserved to be seen as something other than what her magic had made her.

And if it turns out he's wrong, being on the same ship means he can keep an eye on her.]

This is a surprise.

[fuga]

[ Tensing when she hears him, Lauralae pauses, hesitating for a moment before she lifts her head and turns to look at the man, watching him almost warily.

It's not as if she's afraid of him, not really. She has no reason to be, and she's comfortable enough in her own skin and her own powers to feel as though she might be able to shrug it off and manage, but at the same time - she hesitates, her gaze narrowing before she takes a step back. Lazarus moves with her, peeking out from under her skirts, little head held high with his ears back - he's trying very hard to appear dangerous. ]

May I help you?

[lord_wizard]

[He's more wary of the girl than he is the wolf, but he'd rather not have any bite marks on his ankles either]

Perhaps you could start by not setting your hound on me. [He offers her a smile to show that he is joking (which he mostly is) and unconcerned (which he mostly isn't)]

Who is your new shadow?

[fuga]

He is not a hound.

[ All the same, she shifts, leaning down and pressing her fingers between Lazarus' ears gently. He calms down, and she tilts her head back up to look over. There is no threat from her wolf pup... Not anymore. ]

His name is Lazarus.