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[invisibilitea]

Ship - Tranquility - I have a bit of a crisis-

So I need everyone to stop a moment and think very hard, and I mean incredibly hard, about this, because forget the bloody temperature and the mess with all that and everything else because, well.

...I've run out of tea.

Proper tea, not the space tea that tastes like the stuff you get from the blank boxes that they sell at the Co-op. Or worse, the off-stuff from Tescos.

Does anyone have real tea?

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[humanistic]

Is that right. And do people really believe that shite, where you're from, when you say it, or do they know better.

voice;

[invisibilitea]

Do you think he has?

[civilwarring]

Well I'm not saying it'd be exactly the same--

voice;

[humanistic]

Knowing George? It's seriously possible.

Come on, where are you. We'll go and look right now.

[stimulations]

There's a tea shop in the gardens. Though the proprietor left a while ago, there might still be some remaining product around.

[invisibilitea]

A tea shop? With real tea? Who was the owner?

[As if she might know them]

[invisibilitea]

I think it's rather not the same at all.

voice;

[invisibilitea]

Really? I'm about to pop into the room-

Someone says there was a tea shop, a real one, outside the gardens.

[nightblogs]

Dunno if they believe it, but it's what they say, dude.

[nightblogs]

All right, all right. [whateva]

What's so great about tea?

[coffeeking]

You poor thing. [He's not at all sarcastic. That is some proper sympathy, right there.]

I have a small handful of varieties, and one jar of very good English Breakfast. I promise it's above and beyond anything Tescos ever stocked.

[invisibilitea]

You haven't ever had a proper cup, have you?

voice;

[humanistic]

There was a tea shop. Annie, are you looting?

[invisibilitea]

Do you really?

[Pause.]

I.

Hello, I'm Annie.

[HELLO, NEW FRIEND.]

voice;

[invisibilitea]

It's not looting!

[It's looting.]

[humanistic]

Yeah, we have that saying too, and it's crap. And we also have a saying that's something like, seriously don't laugh at Annie when there's tea involved.

[tea, but really, tea means emotions. this is like dealing with women 101.]

[blabbers]

what's wrong with the space tea?

[ spoken ( typed? ) like someone who's never had actual tea. ]

voice;

[humanistic]

Ah, it's looting. It's so looting, and you know it.

not here

[humanistic]

[but hello keeping a less than casual eye on this conversation because AIDAN....]

voice;

[invisibilitea]

No! It's not looting! It's...something else....

[invisibilitea]

Have you ever had a cup of real tea?

[briefly]

Better than... nothing. I think. [Ugh.]

text, auggielocked;

[altercate]

There's other things to drink.

[blabbers]

no. there's a surprising lack of anything besides alcohol floating around in space - not that i even know if i'd be able to drink tea if we came across it, anyway. are you going to yell if i ask what's so special about it?

voice;

[humanistic]

Uh-huh, and is that 'something else' another word for looting?

Come on, Annie. Own it. You're looting. This is dangerous, this is exciting--you're like one step away from vadalising a wall or something.