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[The feed opens on one of the all too familiar passenger rooms. While it may technically be his though, it isn't where he's been staying. But it'll do for what he has planned now; namely making his presence known. He's done with having to keep his head down. If there's someone on this ship who's out for his blood, here he is, a sitting duck.]

Okay, fine. I get it, alright? This is me buying in to this shit. Happy now?

[... No, he isn't entirely sure who that's aimed toward. Don't mind him. He's just pissed off, tired, and still feeling like he needs to puke up his insides. And it isn't all down to the grav couch. Thank a certain other arrival's existence on that one.]

So does somebody want to tell me where I go to hitch a ride home? I've got shit to take care of, and being stuck a billion miles...lightyears- Whatever the fuck you want to call it -away from Earth really wasn't factored in to my plans.

[Not that there's a real plan to mess up though. Oh well. Please ignore all the posturing. Really, this is a welcome break from his life back home.]

How about a drink? There's gotta be some kind of alien bar here. What good's the future if you can't have alcohol?

[There's a lot more questions on his mind, but, priorities. So instead, he's just going to cut off there. Much easier.]

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