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[housing]

[There's a clicking, and sudden light before Nora's face in on the screen, blinking. She dislikes this-- hell, she dislikes anything remotely modern. If she could remove the pasta arm in her kitchen, she would. It's ghastly. Frankly, the whole thing is.

She's dressed in a simple gold dress, beaded around the neck. Her hair is pinned up as it usually is, and she looks like she just walked out of the 1920's.]

They tell me I am on a ship. It is none that I have ever seen, though the last ship to make any sort of headlines sank. [A faulty smile, disapproval is written on her face.]

This isn't my home. No aged wood or fine cushions, no. Just-- this. [Her head turns, but not enough to see the bullet wound in the back of her head.]

Suffice it to say but at least my pathetic husband isn't at the bottom of it. This time. No. Surely the blasted thing would have sunk itself. [There's a frown. She half wonders where Charles got to, but it doesn't matter. Not really.]

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[wolfsmother]

Well, for what it's worth, I'm not sure we can actually sink in space.

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[housing]

Again that word. [Honestly it sounds like horrible radio program.]

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[wolfsmother]

-Space?

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[hallowedqueen]

Now there's a face I could have happily lived with never seeing again.

Is that really you, you crazy old bat?

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[housing]

Oh, it's you. Seems the standards of this ship are truly low. [A saccharin sweet smile.]

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[justdumbluck]

You talkin' about the Titanic?

[Other than the Lusitania, it's the only famous ship he knows of.]

If it's any help, I don't think there are icebergs in space. Only those huge rock-things.

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[housing]

I am, indeed. I remember tale of it being unsinkable, too. [She scoffs.]

[gazeboed]

Well look who it is.

[ weird mix of genuine surprise and cruel excitement. of all the Housemates to show up... ]

We're on a spaceship, dear, the only thing we could sink into is a black hole or something. Don't worry about it, though, just think of it as a giant... metal mansion. [ what.

but there are more important things to deal with- ]

We gotta find you a hat.

[housing]

Mansion, this place? [Clearly you don't have taste.]

Whatever for?

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[goodpath]

[ Cid doesn't know what to say--not really--so there's a few beats of silence until he does speak on the video screen. Hello, Nora. Have a small child. ]

Is that real gold?

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[housing]

Indeed it is. Beads dipped in it paint made from it anyway. [Ever so pleased to see a little one.]

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[triedtobe]

Ship's not exactly on the water.

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[housing]

They say it is in space. Like H. G. Wells or some other writer.

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[slipperysoul]

[ Another lost in modern times. Ohhhhh how Angel can relate. ]

You get used to it. Just takes a little... adapting.

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[housing]

To say the least. [She doesn't like it though.]

It's so... strange.

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[wolfdreamer]

It is a different sort of ship--one that does not move through water. So it cannot sink.

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[housing]

[Oh, another child.]

Nothing is without its weakness. Do you trust it, little one?

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[culver]

I do not think this kind of ship can sink.

permavoice. BECAUSE WHAT IS TEXTING

[housing]

So they tell me.

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[redhotsummers]

Dude, it isn't anyone's home. At least--no one I talk to.

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[housing]

No? Well I would hope not. The furnishings are horrid-- cheap.

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[yardbird]

[Murphy blinks at the message, at some of the replies (thanks, Firo), and stares at his communicator for a few moments before he actually reminds himself to press the voice button.]

What, uh... What year are you from, miss...?

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[housing]

1926. [What a silly question.]

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[heltersskelter]

Nora?

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[housing]

Hmm? [She picks her head up, still trying to figure this thing out. She doesn't like it.]