@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
Neku sighed.
Neku sighed.
"Yes again! Someone help!"
Lars took a few steps forward. "Where are you?"
(Wait a second don't respond I'm waiting for Turtle to get back)
"No idea. Probably somewhere dark near my workshop area."
(Turtle are you here?)
//yes I’m so so sorry i stayed up late last night and just woke up
(lol I did too)
“Oh, seriously?!” Victoria said, decending the ladder to Twyla’s workspace. “I swear to the Stars, if you touch one more of my semi-explosive projects….” Victoria let her voice trail off.
Lars shook his head. "She'll have to answer to angry me."
“Well, no, ‘cause we’ll all be dead and floating around in space with the carnage of our ship,” Victoria said lightly.
"Okay angry ghost me." He picked up a book and tossed it to the side.
“That works,” Victoria shrugged.
"Why do we have the manual for the Hyperion still?" He asked as he picked it up. "We gave that junkie shuttle away a long time ago…"
“Ahh. I made a copy, thought I could reconstruct a basic ship off of the stretchy lines of the manual. Haven’t had time to try it out yet,” Victoria said.
"Smart!" He tossed it into a corner. "Oh! The Half Blood Prince! That's really old…."
(Lol, I see what ya did there.)
Neku followed them.
(Just bringing this up to the first page)
"Help me!" Twyla yelled, flailing around like a depressed and seasick elephant turtle on it's back.
"We are helping you."
"No, you're being annoying." she sat up. "Are we there yet?"
"Yeah we're at the port." Lars threw another book to the side. "Need a hand?"
"I'm fine." Twyla stood up. "Well, I need a new syringe. Again. I lost it. Again. When we get to a shop, hopefully I can find a good quality on there."
"Well we have to deliver the shipment first."
"Right, deliver."
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