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[IamanElfCollaborator]

Shifting. Still sleeping.

[SOLDIER First]

"Miiiiiooo..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Still. Sleeping.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"I see. Well.....regardless. Come, you should talk more. Maybe you'll get used to this madness."
And she loses Mio again.

"I guess. Not like I got anything better to do here, anyway."
Pluton pauses at that, before shaking his head.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope studies him briefly, as if recognising him for a few seconds, before shaking her head.
"It's better to have people you can talk to in this kind of situation."

[TCM]

Upon hearing someone open the door to the cargo bay, Ringo stops banging against the crate.
"Thank God. Im over here. In a crate. Full of empty booze bottles."

Lynch stands over Ringo. _{"...what are you doin' here?"}

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"Mmm."
Pluton gives another shrug. What was there to say in response, really?

[Adragis]

"O-oh. N-nothing, just w-waiting for the f-food."
She smiles, looking a little less ill.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope.....shrugs.
"......you're the quiet type, I see."

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"Eh. There isn't really much to say."
Pluton pauses again.
"Actually, been meaning to ask, did anyone find out what this place is? Is it a legit space station? Border control for worlds? Both?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"It just appears to be a space station, but not of the kind we're thinking it is. More like a transport hub combined with a department store."

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"Neat. Kinda weird we ended up being sent here, though... Space supermarkets aren't really the place I'd expect people to be dumped in."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Well, a space supermarket isn't the kind of place you dump the people supposedly going to save the universe in."

[Powder Miner]

As Chryssa, Ian, Anna and the others left the headmaster's office, they would see another figure, leaning against the wall: that of another of the Hunters in training, Chartre Alcole who was currently leaning against the wall. He had short, slightly mussed and quite bright chartreuse hair, pale-ish skin, and a long, sharply-creased turquoise shirt, which paired with near-formal khaki slacks to be almost regal in normal circumstances, an effect aided by the saber sheathed at his hip. But right now, the student was leaning there, head tilted up as he drained a draught from the silver flask in his hand, taking a long sip of whatever liquor it holded.

Then he opened one green eye and looked at the small group, immediately recognizing his former teammate Chryssa, and yanked away the flask, bursting into a fit of surprised coughing and spilling a bit of what he had been drinking. He covered his mouth and coughed for a few more seconds, then stared at Chryssa, before finally speaking: "Chr-Chryssa? You're not disappeared...?"

[Shadestyle]

"Well, I think I have business to attend to in the Kitchen."

Dackly and Gozer craft Heavy Ice and Holotaurus Milk together, utilizing love and care with the following recipe.

In a medium bowl, Gozer stirs together cold Holotaurus Milk, vanilla, normal condensed milk, Healing Tears and salt, setting it aside.

At the same time, in a large bowl, Dackly beats heavy cream and focuses on feelings of care and affection until stiff peaks form. She folds Gozer's milk mixture into the whipped cream.

They shred half of the Heavy ice into tiny flakes, which are mixed in at the same time, and the other half into a Spoon for eating it with.

They pour this into a shallow 2 quart dish, followed by covering it for 4 hours, and setting the spoon aside to enchant with powerful Petrification magic to make it keep, stirring once after the edges start to harden.