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[rubblegoddess]

[Hello, everyone! It's late, late night, and you're now being treated to the sight of... bare skin!? What?

Yes, it's bare skin, a bit out of focus, but that's what it is. The holder of the device sighs in what she hopes is a thoughtful manner.]

I know the science of it, the biology, yes, but I don't like it. Legs are troublesome enough...

[The feed is flipped over to reveal a young woman with dark, mussed hair and a haughty look. She sounds completely perturbed, but somehow bored at the same time.]

...inefficient as they are. This is a nuisance.

[Camera back to skin, camera back up. Yes, by now you may have figured out that she's showing off one slender leg.]

There's hair. On my leg. On both legs, actually. I don't know whether to be fascinated by the wonder of the human body or completely disgusted.

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[briefly]

Welcome to womanhood, darling.

[rubblegoddess]

It's terribly disturbing on some levels. I wouldn't mind not dealing with it.

[briefly]

You and practically every single woman in existence. Some men, too.

[rubblegoddess]

Men don't want to deal with women? Oh, I see.

[Hold on while she takes your words in an interesting way.]

[briefly]

I am... quite sure that's also true, but not what I meant.

[rubblegoddess]

Maybe you should have clarified...

[It doesn't sound malicious in the slightest.]

You mean womanhood.

[briefly]

I mean having hair on your legs.

[rubblegoddess]

Having hair on my legs is part of womanhood, isn't it? Well. Humanhood. Humanity.

[She giggles at her own mistake, but there's something... not quite right about it.]

[briefly]

[It makes her pause briefly, frowning softly behind her communicator.]

... That it is. And whoever says otherwise clearly doesn't know what they're talking about.

[rubblegoddess]

I clearly don't know what I'm talking about.

[A soft hum.]

This is all so new. I want to try everything.

[briefly]

I recommend shaving.

[clearly that's what she means.]

[rubblegoddess]

I've been told it's effective. But it'll grow back.

[BIOLOGY!!!]

[briefly]

Yes it will. At which point you'll simply have to shave again! [pause.] Womanhood.

[rubblegoddess]

How awful. I need a solution that's more permanent. People will talk.

[briefly]

You overestimate how much people will care, I think.

[rubblegoddess]

Oh. They're not going to call me a hobo?

[Why did anyone teach her slang???]

[briefly]

[She's going to laugh a little, sorry.]

A hobo? I think unless you've made the decision to sleep under a tree, no one is going to call you a hobo. We're all in the same ship, you know.

[rubblegoddess]

Aren't we? But it's an awfully big ship, and there are rooms. If you aren't in a room...

[briefly]

Right. And I assume you are in one.

[rubblegoddess]

I am. Sometimes I try to get into--That's not even the point, actually.

[briefly]

[She waits for a moment, then] Oh, please, the suspense is killing me. You try to get into what?

[Yes, she is a nosy one. Comes with being a reporter of sorts.]

[rubblegoddess]

[GIGGLING. RIGHT NOW.]

I try to get into other people's things, in a sense.

[briefly]

Get into other people's... things.

[she's not sure she likes the sound of that.]

[rubblegoddess]

Well. Rooms. I like learning new things.

[briefly]

[That would be a slightly awkward silence on Poppy's end.]

Please tell me you don't force yourself into other people's rooms.