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[thebarkside]

Who: Jade Harley
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Marsiva
When: 12/1

[ well, jade can't say that she was expecting to wake back up here, because mostly she'd forgotten that "here" had existed for a pretty long time. her expression is still a little stunned when the video broadcast starts from her bunk on the marsiva. ]

Hey! Long time no see. Or - um, never see, I guess, maybe? Considering I have no idea who's here still.

[ has she been gone a day or a year? she can't really tell. happy birthday to her. ]

Soooo... how are things in space, guys?

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[survivalistcookbook]

Chocolate it is. I'll have it ready by the time you land wherever they plunk you.

[Which isn't saying much. It only takes a few hours to whip up a batch, and that's at a lazy multitasking pace. He gives a grin right back, that excitement contagious]

Do you think you're going to head back to your old ship?

[thebarkside]

Yesss. I'm still a pilot, so I can go anywhere the ice cream is.

[ she's laughing at the absurdity of the sentence, and in truth? partially from giddiness at being back. it's nice, being around the living again. hopeful in a way that the dream bubbles don't let her be. ]

And I'm not sure! It depends on if there's room. Or, uh, if they want me? I'm not even really sure who's on it anymore.

[survivalistcookbook]

Yeeeeah, I guess I can see your point. We are the cool ship, here on the Wonderduck. Can't just let anyone come aboard.

[It's the goofiest kind of sarcasm, all faux-smug and smirking. Though in Eugene's estimation, having a plant magician back on board would raise the ship's coolness rating several significant notches.]

[thebarkside]

[ she grins at him. ]

You just want me to grow stuff for you. I'm onto you.

[survivalistcookbook]

I'm just saying. I'm a handful of herbs and a dozen tomatoes from real pizza.

[thebarkside]

[ she leans in really close, narrowing her eyebrows and legit peering at him. ]

I wanna make a pie.

[survivalistcookbook]

[Peer, meet swagger, as he leans back, arms spread in a classic 'bring it' form. He's got this. He's so got this.]

I have had pie crust figured out for months.

[thebarkside]

I leave and suddenly people figure out pie crust?

[ she's glaring up at the ceiling. ]

I demand a do-over!

[survivalistcookbook]

[Who's grinning like the biggest, smuggest jerk? Oh yeah. This guy.]

Wow. You're pretty upset about crust for someone who wanted pie a minute ago.

[thebarkside]

I'm not upset at the pie crust!! I'm upset that it didn't happen until right after I left!

[survivalistcookbook]

Art happens in its own time, Jade.