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To The Fleet

[Tyrion is looking a little ... frazzled today. He's as neat as always, but his expression sort of has the range of 'shit shit shit shit shit' on it. Still, he kept a very straight face and a pleasant tone as he speaks.] Just to let everyone know, Captain Furiosa appears to be ... missing. Altogether. I will be stepping up as First Mate with Captain duties until she returns.

[Please, please let her return soon. Tyrion was always leery of leadership positions. He preferred to be the voice behind the throne.]

So, any questions, problems, captain meetings that should be attended? Let me know.

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Private to SS First Breath

Well. All right. I'm in charge. So ... keep doing what you were doing before. all right?

[He smiled tightly.] And we'll just keep on as always until she returns. Good. Status, ah, reports?

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[Tyrion is waiting for her in his lab area - and it's clear he's retreated here because he needs to feel ... secure. Safe. Surrounded by weapons so he doesn't get that paranoid itch between his shoulders that someone is waiting to come and cut him down.

He is working on swords for sale, so they have more gilt than he normally would put on them.

Mis-matched eyes look up as she enters, and he sighs with relief.] Hello, Kitty.

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Hey. [Hugs first. Well, putting down any swords first and then hugs anyway.] Expecting invaders? [It's a joke but......expecting invaders?]

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I am always expecting invaders. [Is Tyrion's wry response because, well, he usually is.]

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Then you are well prepared. How are you holding up?

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[He hugs onto her again, his jaw tight.] I'm ... concerned. Seriously concerned. [He sighed softly.] And I have my worries, how could I not?

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What's worrying you? Is it what her home's like? [Kitty got the feeling it was a hard place, but she knows little of it. Is it Furiosa at all? Or being captain?]

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Beyond that ... her world seems to be some kind of horror tale straight from my history. [He breathed in deeply.] Beyond that - I am not entirely certain she went home.

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Where do you think she is?

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Possibly on one of the planets.

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We could search. Is there a reason you suspect it?

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All of her things are still here.

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...There's a lot of ground to cover down there. [Even with telepaths and such it would take a long time to search.] Do you think she might be keeping quiet on purpose.

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Furiosa? Never. She would never leave without telling me, or Max. She is too responsible for that - she feels us keenly and we ... well. I would not want to see her gone.

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Then we'll find her if she's out there. [You have Kitty's time and resources.] If nothing else when the fleet moves out she'll have to reappear on the ship, right?

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She will - although I am fearful of how she will turn up. [She already lost an arm, what else could she possibly lose?]

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[She gives him a reassuring squeeze.] Can't cross those bridges until we get to them. [Not that it ever stops her from worrying about things out of her hands.]

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I think my problem is that we keep coming up to bridges. [Tyrion sighed, as he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed back just as tight.]

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Yeah. I know what you mean.

Okay, what do you want to do then? Right now. Whatever you want to make you feel better about this bridge.

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Right now ... I could do with a real glass of wine, honestly. Something that I could savor, all my own.

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So, I don't have wine, but I did bring something...altering. I have no idea if it's the best or worst possible thing we could do, but it's probably one or the other.

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Is that so ... well. Let us give it a try, hm? If nothing else? [He smirked faintly.] You can laugh while I ramble.

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I don't know if they have this where you're from? [She takes out a little bag of weed.] You can smoke it or eat it, but I think that's more complicated and involves baking things. I'm not really sure. But it's supposed to relax you. Or make you paranoid. I guess you kind of roll the dice there.

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[Both of his eyebrows rose as he looked at the green substance in the bag.] We ... don't really have anything like that, outside of moon tea, which helps dull pain. I suppose we could simply try it and see what happens, yes?

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Yeah, sure. um, here? Or maybe we could be somewhere with less pointy things?

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[He looks thoughtful, before he jerks his chin.] Come, let us go to my chambers.