First sight [text]

[godseer]

No sooner do I finish one interstellar voyage than I find myself the unwitting participant of a second one.
I hope, for all our sakes, that its ending is not quite as explosive as my first.
I have my misgivings about this ship, but sudden and catastrophic destruction is not one of them.
That would be too easy.

To the part-time residents of the two universes I've intimately familiarized myself with, hello again.
To everyone else, greetings. My name is Rose Lalonde.
I look forward to the new acquaintanceships, brotherhoods, and nemeses of the coming days here. I get the feeling that we're going to need them.
I have no intention of blindly submitting to the whims of whomever is in charge here. I shall proudly wear citrus as my hue of choice when it suits me. Noir doesn't feel especially appropriate given recent events.

Comments

[lovesfaygo]

ThE OnLy tHiNg i'm rEsPoNsIbLe fOr iS BeInG MoThErFuCkInG ChIlL.

[godseer]

Permitted you stay that way for the duration of your voyage here, I'm sure there will be no trouble.

[lovesfaygo]

AlL YoU HaVe tO WoRrY AbOuT ArE SoMe dOpE RhYmEs. HoNk. :0)

[godseer]

I get plenty of those from Dave. They're not exactly leaving me quaking in my sandals.

[lovesfaygo]

Oh yEaH, tHe hUmAn dAvE. i'lL HaVe tO, lIkE. hAvE A RaP BaTtLe wItH HiM.

[godseer]

[ He... seems calm. Probably. ]

That in itself could break the laws of physics. The two of you combined would create a rhythmic apocalypse the likes of which T.S. Eliot could never have believed.