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- !location: mess hall,
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Meet N' Greet
Part of the crew might be gone, but life on the ship goes on. In fact, new people have woken up and, eventually, they've been spat out into the mess hall.
Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?
Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.
[ooc: read before tagging, plz]
Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?
Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.
[ooc: read before tagging, plz]
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He grins slightly. "Wait. That means you can't kill me, right?"
Watch out Tex, he's getting hopeful!
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Actually Grif, yes they do. Just not most of the time. Also, notice this gem of lucid and sense-making thought in the middle of Grif's panicking. He'd be proud of it if he had time to think about it.
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"Look, I have no idea what's going on. Can we call a truce for five seconds and figure this out?"
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But still... "The food here sucks."
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The comment on food just gets a shrug. "You're on a giant flying alien spleen. What did you expect?"
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"I don't know, couldn't she at least have stolen some Oreos or something?"
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She eyeballs him for a moment. "I'd say it might be good for you, but I'm pretty sure you're just make up for it by eating more slop."
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Grif stares. For three straight seconds.
"You're not a ghost?"
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She stares at him. "Yeah. I'd say I'm not a ghost."
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"So you DO have no soul!"
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Congratulations, Grif. You've just started off the long and colorful list of obscenities that will be directed at you during your stay on Stacy.
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Grif kinda wants to get back to his gross food. It's better than talking to Tex, and the sooner it's gone the sooner he can stop thinking about it until he next gets hungry.
Which he hopes isn't for, oh, the rest of his natural life. This stuff is horrible.
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At least, that's the plan anyway. She's hard to ignore due to his well-developed fear of her.
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Sorry Tex, his panic meter maxed out so he's going to stay numb like that for at least the next couple of hours.
Or until something else scares the crap out of him.
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"Stacy? Is that the name of this place? Stupid name."
And if she is powered by bitching, she just woke up a major power source.
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