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[prodigalbrat]

After a month here, watching you all, I have to say I'm surprised. A bunch of strangers from different worlds, and I mean strange— some of you, more than others— and yet you all manage to get along relatively well.  I can hardly say the same for some of the people  I know who share the same world.

[ that is, relative to the clusterfuck that is vampire society. ]

So what's the secret? Survival, practicality, boredom— because as neat as being on a spaceship is, we're still confined. A month has passed, the novelty's wearing away, and now it getting kind of dull.

Which brings me to my next question: What do you guys do for fun around here?

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Voice

[prodigalbrat]

That's a big assumption to make, I wouldn't be so sure.

Voice

[servant]

You don't think so? [Merlin frowns at that.] Do you miss yours?

Voice

[prodigalbrat]

Some things, but I can't say I miss everything. [ And that's all he's going to say on that. ] How about you?

Voice

[servant]

[Merlin tries to think of something that he doesn't miss, and it's not easy. Even the things that he doesn't miss are attached to a sense of familiarity that he does.]

I guess I don't miss the stocks, Especially if they're throwing potatoes.

Voice

[prodigalbrat]

Having potatoes chucked at you seems like the least of your worries when you're in the stocks.

Voice

[servant]

It isn't so bad. It's almost like break from my other chores. It's almost fun.

Maybe someone should make some here.

Voice

[prodigalbrat]

We already have something like that— it's called the network.

Voice

[servant]

You think the network is like being in stocks?

Voice

[prodigalbrat]

You're putting yourself out there by posting on the network. Someone comes by, decides to be a dick. Mocks you for what you say, maybe even attacks you.

It's a modern phenomenon.

Voice

[servant]

I never thought about it that way. It's, uhm, a little frightening.