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[indeliblepast]

Sumeragi glared at the console, and instructed the computer to bring up the simulation once more. It was a fairly simple one - just dodging an oncoming asteroid field - but she'd run it three times now, and each had ended with her ship as an asteroid bug-splatter not too far in. She could drive a car just fine, but the finer controls of the ship eluded her. She had imported the Ptolemy's basic design and control scheme into the program, so at least it was a ship she was vaguely familiar with.

Nonetheless, ten minutes into this fourth run, a fairly loud stream of curses - in more than one language - could be heard outside the door to the sensorium she was using.

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[indeliblepast]

She echoed the salute with a small, ironic grin. Some things never changed. "Pleasure to meet you too."

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

He smiled, kicking up and slinging back his rifle.

"Well, I'ma head out and catch a drink. If ya need anythin' jus' hit me up on the comm or somethin' alright miss Sumeragi."

[indeliblepast]

"Thanks again - I'll let you know how well it works," she replied. "Maybe over a drink later."

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

He gave her a nod and smiled, "Right on. C'ya later."

With a short wave, he left the sensoriums and made his way down to the tavern.