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Nami ([personal profile] namisan) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-09-10 05:18 am

This Is What I Come Back To

Who: Nami and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport, Iskaulit, ze planet
When: 10 September

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I'm back.  I don't suppose there's any good news?

[Short and sweet.  She already caught up on all the disaster shenanigans afoot.

If you want to catch her in person at all, she'll be either:

 
a) on the Bloodsport going through the network entries and being in a generally shitty mood;
b) at the Space Bar taking inventory and catching up on business;
c) organising and purchasing new supplies planetside for the bar like nothing is wrong; or
d) taking her waver out to sea at various points, for scouting and her own peace of mind.

Or wild card me up.  Take your pick.

EDIT:

Actually, she does come back to the network the next day.  She skimmed far enough to look at the dreams, and nearly lost the reference to Eleven's post.  Sister.  Waking up.

That's a dream to do with what's going on...?]

...hey.

Who remembers the message we got from that last singing planet?

[Because there are some awfully relevant parts to it.]
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[personal profile] cajunspice 2017-10-12 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
[That silly grin softened off to a smile as Remy raised a hand to pet the back of his cat from it's perch on his shoulder.] Can 'ppreciate that, cherie, really can. [More so on the friends side, the money side wasn't as big an issue, having lived with both having none and an over abundance of it in his life.] Or expect 'ny less for draggin' ya 'nto such trouble. [That he also knew well, normally on the receiving end of said punch or hit.]

Not findin' runnin' the bar a bit too slow a pace to that of home then? It's nice to work off the energy, but a bit lower key than what I would prefer. Though, it is nice to cook for a crowd.
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[personal profile] cajunspice 2017-10-15 10:07 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it's different but oui, ain't a lack of things to do. [Even between planets thanks to his work at her bar, it certainly helped to curb some of his energies.] 'nd while I miss home, can't really 'magine goin' back now after this all. Hell, other than those who use to goin' through space, how often goin' to get to do this, hein? Guess that ain't a bad trade off.