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Days, Nights, and Everything in Between [Multiple Character - Open]

The City was the area of the ship that was frequented the most. Not only did some of the crew members made their homes there. But a lot of the more pleasurable areas on the ship could be found there as well. It was mostly empty, a ghostly graveyard for many of the buildings from the many worlds that had gotten saved by you lovable ship, Stacy.

The sheer size of the City itself was impressive and yet it wasn't hard to run into someone exploring it, or bump into one of the occupied buildings... Three of it's denizens now found themselves going about their everyday lives on the ship that had become their current home.

[[OOC: Didn't want to clutter up the comm with three posts, but I really wanted to do all of them! So this is a general post and you can go ahead and tag whichever you want to, wherever you want to! There will be an individual tag for each one of them.]]

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"So I'm told. So I've seen, actually." A frown and a smile both wanted to come out at once; the net result is he just looked annoyed. "Though I guess we have pretty much anything we could want available to us in the Sensoriums anyway."

"I suppose... just doesn't feel the same as the real thing." Not that Satella wasn't accustomed to simulation centers. Pandoras would often train in rooms similar to the Sensoriums.

"Sometimes you just have to let go and suspend disbelief," he said, spreading his arms wide. Then he finally stopped looking at her upside-down, instead vaulting languidly off the car's hood. "Reality is better though."

"I guess, but a lot of people would rather not live reality. It's not always pleasant to some the lives they live in their worlds..." she shrugged. She didn't mind herself, all she had to do was not lose and she'd be alright.

"There's no strength or growth in a dream, at the end of the day. Assuming reality exists, we have to face it head on no matter what it brings."

He appraised her idly, the usual once-over he gave most people out of pure habit.

She raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "That's their problem in the end. But I'm sure if they're strong enough they'll overcome it. If they don't, than maybe they should have strove harder to stay in their simulated realm. "

"Did you come out in the most recent batch like I did, or have you been here longer?" It seemed like a change of subject but it made sense in HIS mind!

"Yes, along with all the others. I'll admit it was... odd. But I didn't feel threatened." other than her freaking out at the fact that she was naked upon arrival, prompting her to immediately activate her Volt Texture.

"It wasn't the worst awakening I've ever had, which is downright depressing," he said with a grin. He took a step closer, offering a hand. "Morgan Knight, by the way."

Satellizer took an apprehensive step back, looking at the hand for a moment before looking back at him. She gave him a respectful nod however, "Satellizer el Bridget. Pleasure to meet you Mr. Knight."

...that was odd. Did she come from a world where handshakes meant something else, or had he just managed to somehow come across as weird or disturbing?

...proooobably the latter. He sighed mentally at himself, but kept a smile on his face. "A pleasure to meet you too. Been getting along all right out here, I hope?"

"More or less." not talking to many people meant getting along with them right? Right.

She eyed him for a second before continuing. "You?"

"Well enough! Making friends, finding people to teach and learn from, and exploring a little. It helps when your sweet ride is here," he said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder at the car.

Satella looked behind the man and eyed the car once more before nodding. "I take it, the ride used to work before then?" She asked curiously.

"Of course, I did everything I could to keep this baby in the best shape a car can be in," he said, running a hand fondly along the side. "They don't MAKE a care more awesome than this, you know."

Satellizer raised a brow for a moment. She'd been 'raised' in a noble British family, and gone to events where the men would flaunt their automobiles. She never really understood however. There was no other use to them other than riding around. If there was some extra utility to them, then she'd understand.

Finally she nodded, for the sake of her own lack of knowledge on the subject. "I supposed you'd know then."

"Want a ride?" he asked with arched eyebrows and a grin.

Really, there was no incredible sense to it, except that this was a masterful, high-performance piece of machinery which he could make perform magnificently.

"I was under the impression that it wasn't working at the moment." Satella replied, stalling to get a better handle of the situation. She had already gone beyond what she'd normally do and addressed the person in the first place. Having a normal conversation barring the situation they were all in.

"Oh no, it's working fine! Lucky, my mechanic happens to be on the ship," he said with a playful wink.

"Oh, well," she looks to the street she had been walking, then turns to face Morgan. "Maybe some other time. I really just wanted to take a walk. I appreciate the offer however." she gave a small bow.

"Offer's open anytime," he said with a casual grin -- making a mental note to go tweak Stephen. Girls falling all over him, his ass! I'm glad you at least recognize what a car is."

She frowned momentarily, eying him up and down. "Did I look like I wouldn't know?"

Drink in the glory! ...oh he was he kidding, he didn't look quite as good as normal in this plantsuit. Give him back his Armani t-shirts.

"I'm used to most people not knowing, actually. Especially in a large gathering of people from multiple worlds, my experience has been that a large number come from a world less technologically-advanced than what I'm familiar with."

"I see. Well, maybe they have different means of transportation." She pauses, looking back down the street before turning to face him.

"I'll be taking my leave now. It was a pleasure Mr. Morgan."

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