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[winddaughter]

So I ended up in stasis for a few weeks, which is utter nonsense, and I wake up to all this chaos? What the HELL has been going on?

[There's a long pause, and then a mumble.]

Don't even get me started on that stupid Exhibition Hall.

Is it... [She sucks in a breath.] Is it safe? To go back down to Olympia? Or is it better to stay on the Station for now?

[She hasn't felt this out of her depth since she woke up that first time.]

Comments

[beatupgrass]

Good question! Celestial crap is my guess.

Celestial crap and politics are my two favorite things right now. I just love how I get both in abundance ever since the Storm ate my galaxy.

[That's his sarcasm voice. Spoiler.]

[winddaughter]

Celestial... okay... [Doesn't even know what to do with that. Probably on par with the Vodarac.] At least I have some familiarity with dumb politics I guess. Because that really gives me a one-up in this place. [Have some more sarcasm to add to his sarcasm.]

[beatupgrass]

I feel like unless you're that broad who drinks blood casually, nobody has a one-up in Wyver, 'cause these idiots are insane. Meanwhile, Olympia's stuck up its own ass. Can't win for losin'.

[winddaughter]

....wait who drinks blood??

[YOU KNOW THE WEIRDEST PEOPLE.]

[beatupgrass]

[He really does.]

Huh. Y'know, I don't think I caught her name. Oh well. Have fun sortin' that one out.

[winddaughter]

Gross. She better not take a bite out of me, she might regret it.

[beatupgrass]

I would hope she just eats locals, otherwise somebody would've bitched about it by now.

People love bitching on these things.

[winddaughter]

People are also really dumb.