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Just need a little stardust to feel all right, baby... [closed]
There is a clandestine transaction going on near the Media Library.
"It's just... I don't feel right without it, y'know? Like everything's wrong inside. I get all weak. Shaky."
It's a sad, sad thing when someone becomes a slave to some outside force, has to rely on it for their strength.
"I just--I just need a little of the white stuff..."
Oh, to be brought down this low, to have to rely on someone else for this, but this ship doesn't let him have access to enough of what he needs, so he had to find someone else to provide it. Originally he'd seen her only every so often, but now he's weak, in withdrawal, he's a slave to it, reliant on her to function as he's been functioning.
"Just one more hit? To hold me for the week? That's all I need, I swear. Just one hit. I promise I won't bug you for it again this week."
"It's just... I don't feel right without it, y'know? Like everything's wrong inside. I get all weak. Shaky."
It's a sad, sad thing when someone becomes a slave to some outside force, has to rely on it for their strength.
"I just--I just need a little of the white stuff..."
Oh, to be brought down this low, to have to rely on someone else for this, but this ship doesn't let him have access to enough of what he needs, so he had to find someone else to provide it. Originally he'd seen her only every so often, but now he's weak, in withdrawal, he's a slave to it, reliant on her to function as he's been functioning.
"Just one more hit? To hold me for the week? That's all I need, I swear. Just one hit. I promise I won't bug you for it again this week."
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"Wait... but he... What!?" He was so confused now. He rubbed at the back of his head and frowned. "The way you were going on, it sounded like... Oh man.. I thought you were dealing drugs or something."
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She looks awkward. She doesn't like the idea of being mistaken for a drug dealer. It seems so . . . skeevy.
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He grimaces lightly. "Having your powers sun-based in deep space kinda sucks. Every week or so I run down and go all average Joe if I don't get a recharge--and also feel like crap, comparatively, even if it's not really harmful for me to be sapped--but Will's been majorly with the helpful. I keep kicking the engineers to rig me up some sun lamps, but they're pretty busy doing important stuff."
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"I'm really sorry about this. God.. I feel so stupid. I guess I should have, just stayed out of it." His blush was back, even if his curiosity was getting the best of him.
"So.. you need star radiation for your powers? Any kind of star, or is it a specific one? Like the Earth's sun? Because there are a lot of stars.. not all of them are like the Earth's sun." His blush grew brighter. "Sorry, I'm a bit of a geek at times."
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And...he's not going to advertise that a red sun will deprive him of his powers, kthx. Sorry, Billy, he doesn't know you.
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"Sorry about everything... um.. I'm Billy." He felt like a complete idiot for jumping to conclusions like this one.
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