Fletcher Tringham (
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trans_92010-07-26 12:53 am
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Fletcher had just returned from GLaDOS's various tests, and was now in his room in the crew quarters getting reacquainted with the meatship.
Something was strange about it all, though. Somehow, he got the feeling that the room was too big for just him, and emptier than it should be... they were all the same size, though, weren't they? So that was silly.
He sat on his bed, munching on a candy bar he'd picked up while grocery shopping on Zokez II, and waited.
Something was strange about it all, though. Somehow, he got the feeling that the room was too big for just him, and emptier than it should be... they were all the same size, though, weren't they? So that was silly.
He sat on his bed, munching on a candy bar he'd picked up while grocery shopping on Zokez II, and waited.
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He's clearly disappointed. Vega thought finding out would just be a simple matter of asking, he's never gone head to head with the full extent of Stacy's crypticness before.
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"I guess the others aren't kidding about her not answering questions so good." He shrugs and makes a "what can ya do" sort of face.
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He nods. "Sure!"
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"Okay. I have a lot left!" And he starts to head back toward his room.