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||Attention, Attention. All personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention. All personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention, all personnel...||

Stacy's voiced called the entire crew, until all of them were gathered at the Obs Deck. Then, a dossier appeared on the screens, along with the image of a rotating planet.

Planet Designation: Happy Happy Fun World Status: Terrestrial, H-class. Non-sentient life: Medium flora and fauna. Primarily domestic. Semi-Sentient Life: Yes. Sentient Life: A significant number of species of intelligent life. Water: 25% of the planet's surface. Climate: Climate varies by region. Landscape: Landscape has been significantly terraformed and is highly varied. Air: Normoxic concentration: 29% oxygen, 60% nitrogen, 3% xenon, 6% trace gases, such as hydrogen, krypton, and argon. Air Pressure: 14.352 pounds per square inch. Sky: Pink with white clouds. Sun: A class D4K, yellow star. Warnings: Crew should be cautious when consuming the popcorn. Mission: None. Shore leave is now initiated.

Hey, what's not to like about a planet called 'Happy Happy Fun World'?

[[ooc: Time for Shore Leave! Post reactions to the announcement here]]

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The detective turns a now-fully-attentive look on Ren with a raised eyebrow. "Eh? Howso? I've been so caught up with the Braniac thing I haven't really gotten to talk to Philip much - what's going on?"

"I don't know," Ren admitted. "But he's not exactly himself. He's getting obsessive over things--more than usual. He's not sleeping, and he's losing his temper. Bad enough that he hit me without realizing what he was doing." He was going to leave out the part where it had been bad enough that he'd hurt his knee again, which might have been the only reason Philip snapped out of it.

After hesitating a moment, he added, "I know what it's like losing control of Rider powers. Being possessed by them. I want to be sure the same isn't happening to him."

That raised eyebrow lowered to be even with the other in time to furrow. Shoutarou frowns. "Normally once someone gets warped by the toxin, you can't really get them to snap back without breaking the memory, but Philip isn't exactly a normal case..."

He shook his head, then sighed. "I appreciate the concern, and the making sure. I just hope it's a case of him overindulging in his research..."

"I got that feeling," Ren admitted. "I don't know all the details, but I can at least tell that he's not an ordinary human, even without being a Rider. But I thought you should know, just in case."

There's a nod. "Definitely glad you gave me a heads-up. I'll see about keeping an eye on him while we're down on the planet."