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Who: Ino
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Three Twins only
When: 3/5, evening

[ Well, the glitch is over, but Ino still looks a lot more glowy and primped than she had been before they stopped by those moons. Beauty products do wonders for a girl! But she's kinda having some late night cravings for that delicious Abeo food, so -- ]

Anybody still have stuff leftover from the moons? I'm willing to trade for a few things, I've got a lot of stuff from Adsum that I probably won't use myself.

Oh, yeah, and could everyone from Paradisa please contact me privately? Thanks~!

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All of us? You mean everyone who was at Paradisa?

Sure! That's a great idea! It would be nice to have an evening without having to explain magic castles.

Yeah! That's what I was thinking. Honestly, I've kind of started to avoid talking about it at all ...

I've...thought about that. But I'm not sure I'd prefer the idea of just letting everyone believe I'm sixteen.

... Well, that's a different matter.

[ LMFAO because yeah no way is she okay with people thinking that either ... ]

But there's actually been a lot of people who've just accepted my age when I told them, no questions asked.

You're lucky. No one seems to believe me, and I'm the oldest on my ship!

It's probably because they're younger that they don't want to think that. They already thought of themselves as older, you know?

Maybe...but it's still a little irritating.

Though, I guess other than that, I do like my crew.

That's always good.

That reminds me -- I've been talking to Tsuna, I think we're going to try to get him transferred to this ship. He's on the same ship as Fenris and it's stressing him out.

Fenris? That's the man that killed Robin, isn't it? Tsuna's on his ship?

[Shiiiiiit. He'd be worried if it was any of his friends, but well, Allen's pretty convinced Tsuna's a bit of a...delicate child, so there's even more concern.]

Honestly I'm surprised he didn't transfer sooner. He'd definitely be better off with you.

If I had known I would have told him to sooner, yeah ...

The problem is our ship is technically full, so I think his request would be denied right now. I'm working on getting an upgrade to add some more rooms, though.

Is that so?

Well, that's easy. He can stay on my ship until the upgrade goes through. We just lost a crewmember again, so we have more than enough beds. And none of my crewmates are homicidal like Fenris.

Really? That'd be perfect. I don't know how long it will take for them to add it on.

Yeah! Really! I care about Tsuna too, I don't want him stuck on a ship like that for who knows how long.

Besides, even if the next Shuffle gives us another crewmember- I sleep in my lab half the time anyway. He can have my bed.

You really should try to sleep in a bed more ...

[ Excuse her while she has a mom moment. But -- that would probably be better than on her ship, given she's a girl and it would probably be awkward for Tsuna to share ... ]

But I'll let him know.

It's fine, Ino. I can sleep just about anywhere- and it's closer to the kitchen!

[WHICH IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PART!!]

Right ...

[ LMFAO. Of course. ]

Well, we might have to make use of your kitchen if we aren't stopped by the time this dinner rolls around. I doubt everyone wants protein cubes.

Oh, that's fine. I don't mind. Though if you want to do the cooking, you might have to trick Ludger out of there. I'm becoming pretty certain he lives in the kitchen.

[ a little snort ]

Hey, if he wants to make the food, I wouldn't say no.

Hmmm.

Well, I guess he doesn't talk much at all. So...maybe we'll barely notice him and it'd still count as a Paradisa Resident dinner! [IT TOTALLY WORKS!!]

[ she laughs ]

Well, it's not like we're going to be saying anything top secret anyways. I just get the feeling he might not understand everything we're saying, is all.

I'm sure he'll be fine with that. [Probably used to it with Sokka and him]

It's too bad there's no Hot Pockets out here. It'd be funny to see Crowley's reaction if he thought that's what we'd be serving for the meal.

Hot Pockets? You mean those little microwaveable pie things?

Mm! People ate them all the time, when the microwave wasn't in disrepair anyway. Remember?

With how much Crowley likes expensive, tiny, rich people's food- I'm sure he'd have words if I tried to tell him we're serving traditional Paradisian Hot Pocket for dinner.

[ she snickers ]

He'd still come even if you told him though. Just to make sure everybody heard the complaining properly.

Of course! He'd be the first to arrive!

[He clears his throat and deepens his voice some as he does an impersonation of Crowley, even mimicking his lazy but pretentious slouch in his chair]

'Five months of having to withstand proteins and this is what you serve? I came here for food, Allen. Food. [A hiss sound] Tell me you at least have enough sense to serve alcohol.'