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06th landing . video, spam

[ video ; a few hours before the end of port ; open ]

[ Red eyes and messed-up hair, guess who just woke up. ]

Elena! Where the frak - are you in the city. Are you dead. Don't be dead.

[ added soon after, also open: ]

Dean! What did you do with Elena's pants?

[ spam ; last few hours of port ]

[ Racetrack is buying out every single astrological sign thing from a kitschy little shop. All of it. Pillows. Jewelry. Notebooks. Hairbands.

This is probably near a beach somewhere. ]

[ video ; after port ]

Nothing like seeing a real live planet...

I'm awake, if anyone was worried.

Anyone want to go run a few miles?

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Steel and concrete.

Yes. And the height.

[A pause, as though she's evaluating something.]

It was the opposite of what I know, but not bad for all that. And there was a lot of food.

That's what I mean - the height. It's from steel and concrete.

We've never needed that much space for people, where I'm from. [Especially not lately.]

Racetrack.

[ . . . ]

Mal?

I'm glad you woke up. It's been very quiet around here.

The Barge?

Quiet?

You must have some new definition of quiet that has absolutely nothing to do with the normal meaning of the word.

You'd be surprised at the amount of noise you make.

Oh, you mean that kind of noise.

I mean all kinds of noise.

A guy killed a bunch of people while I was gone! Darts doesn't really compare.

I suppose that's true. New definition it must be, then. That or some strange delusion.

[Well, she tried. Sort of. Poorly. And failed. AH WELL.]

Or you just pay way too much attention to me.

I'm not sure I can pay too much attention to you.

I feed off it. I'll grow into a monster.

I doubt it. But we'll see.

Can you get over here already?

I just went for a run. I could use a shower.

Two minutes.

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