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Who: Veronica
Broadcast: open network
Action: Iskaulit and Blue Fish
When: network - friday. action - saturday

Broadcast / Action to anyone on the Marsiva
[Veronica wakes with a distinct feeling of wrongness. The camera zooms in as blue eyes open, a frown already on her face. She sits up slowly, the covers falling off and pooling at her hips to reveal she's in standard Garrison uniform, the typical attire of an officer. Rubbing at her face, she looks to the side to spot her glasses and quickly jams them on.

Her frown deepens.] Where...am I...?

[Veronica slides out of bed, to find her shoes tucked neatly beside the bed. Frowning at them, she goes barefoot for now, instead running down the hallway and feeling cold metal under her feet.]

Hello? Is anyone there?

Action - Iskaulit & Blue Fish
[Veronica can be found wandering the Iskaulit and the S.S. Blue Fish restlessly. She's a hot mess of emotions, unsure how to deal with everything that is going on right now, and her first priority is just to become familiar with her surroundings. Most everything she would be interested in is on the Iskaulit, it seems, so this is where she starts.

She'll most often be pacing, but if you're lucky, you might catch her frowning and poking at her communicator, trying to make it function in some way like what she's used to. She wants more information, maybe this can help.]

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I confess I was much the same when I arrived here.

[He waves his hand to the side.]

My salon is near here. May I offer you a cup of tea there? While I'm not sure how many questions I can answer, I can promise to do my best.

[And he offers her a warm smile.]

My name is Sandalio de Rabiffano, by the way. Though my friends call my Biffy.

It's hard not to be.

[Her eyes light up at the mention of a salon, and she nods eagerly.] That sounds wonderful, thank you. Both the salon and the tea.

[Veronica can't help but look a bit sheepish at his name, then relieved when he clarifies with a nickname.] Biffy, I can remember that. I'm Veronica.

[The fact that she resembles Lance and has the name Veronica? That really can't be a coincidence. For that reason, he decides that it's safe to assume.

So while he leads the way, he tilts his head just a little.]

This may be a bold assumption but would you happen to be the sister of a young man named Lance?

Oh! [That makes her chuckle softly, and she nods.] Yes, He's my younger brother.

[Of course Lance knows the salon owner. She would be insulted if he didn't.]

How did you know...?

[Well he smiles again as he waves for her to step into the salon first, ever the gentleman.]

You two look remarkably similar. Plus he's told me a great deal about his family, particularly you. We've become quite close here so we've spent time talking about our families.

[Biffy laughs softly and goes to pull out a table and a couple of chairs. He usually saves these for when Lance visits but this is an appropriate use for them too.]

How do you prefer your tea?

Oh, right. [Veronica chuckles and thanks Biffy as she steps inside. It's a nice little place, definitely somewhere she could see Lance hanging out.]

I'm glad he's been making friends.

[Because what is an older sister if not a second mom?]

A teaspoon of honey, please. If you have it.

I honestly think of him as a much younger brother.

[Please note that he doesn't look AT ALL old enough to be calling himself much older than Lance.]

Honey it is. Please make yourself comfortable.

[She is certainly confused by that statement, but does as he insists and settles down in a chair, pushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.]

If you don't mind me asking, what do you mean by much younger? You don't look far off from my age.

Actually, I'm almost fifty now. Being a werewolf means that I'm immortal now and will live a very long life.

[All said calmly and matter-of-factly as he makes the tea.]

My mate who is here as well is actually much older than I am by several hundred years.

[Did he just--?

Veronica silently panics for a moment. But...no, he can't be dangerous, can he? Biffy just said he knows Lance very well. Lance may not always think things through, but he isn't suicidal. At least, not as far as Veronica knows.

She clears her throat and rubs at the augment behind her ear, feeling a headache coming on.]

You're...a werewolf.

I am. As is my mate.

[He doesn't seem to mind repeating the information as he brings over a tray with a pot and two cups. Carefully, he pours the tea into her cup before carefully putting a dash of honey into it before placing the cup before her.]

Oh. Right.

[He seems so calm and casual about it. That must be normal here, then? She takes her tea with a murmur of thanks and sips at it. It's hot and delicious, and she closes her eyes briefly, smiling at the taste.]

My apologies for surprising you. I'm sure this is all a great deal to get used to. However, I am willing to answer whatever questions you have to the best of my ability. Even if they are about myself.

[Basically he's giving her permission to ask questions about him being a werewolf since he feels she must be curious.]

It...is a lot. [She looks down at her tea, chuckling softly, before taking another sip.

That makes her consider, and she's quiet for a moment.]

Well...how does it work? On Earth, the lore goes that werewolves change at the full moon. Is that right? And how does it work in space?

We do change with the full moon. It appears our cycle is steady though we are working with some here to place the exact dates on a calendar. Fortunately, my mate and I are able to feel when the time is approaching to lock ourselves away in advance.

Huh. [She rubs the back of her head, confused.]

So, when we're near a system, do you respond to that system's moon? Or is it mostly the same?

The systems don't impact our cycles at all. Probably for the best though. That would be terribly distressing and hard on our systems.

I see. That must be a relief. [She pauses a moment, sipping her tea.] I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind me asking. I've never met a werewolf before. Where I'm from, I don't think they exist. Just stories.

Not at all. Honestly I'd rather answer questions than have to live with unfair assumptions made that I am unaware of to correct.

[Veronica nods.] Thank you for being understanding. The last thing I'd want to do is offend Lance's friend.

[He laughs gently.]

Well as long as you don't intend to insult my sense of style I think you'll find it difficult to offend me.

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