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[ surprise, surprise, Wichita's broadcasting from the back room in the bar, like she did more often than not before she left. it's not like she's had any "man, it's weird to be back" feelings, because- well she didn't even realize she was gone for however many months when she first woke up after the jump. but then she turns on her communicator and there are a million transmissions about shit she doesn't understand, like, at all, and so she figures she better get to this sooner than later. ]

Hey.

[ hey. complete with a single wave and a somewhat sarcastic kind of grin. ]

First thing's first, for all the new kids on the block, I'm Wichita and whether you want to or not, I'm going to get to know a decent amount of you, because I'm a bartender at the space bar on the 6th level of the passenger quarters. AKA, the only open-to-everyone bar on board. I'm there pretty much all the time. Before anyone asks, no, Wichita isn't my real name, but no, I'm not going to tell you what it is. It's been a really long time since I've been home, but back then I had to learn how to use a gun, and I've gotten pretty good at it, so I also offer up shooting lessons for anybody that wants them. My two rules when it comes to all that are one, no mixing booze and guns, on the range or in my bar, and two, don't be a douchebag. So. If you fit those rules and want to come by the bar or sign up for a shooting lesson, consider this an open invite.

And there's that introduction.

Uh.

Second thing's second, I understand that my old room was left unlocked while I was gone, and that usually means that stuff is up for grabs, but that's no bueno now that I'm back, so this is me saying it needs to be returned. Immediately. [ the stuff she took from the kitchens and various parts of the ship she doesn't care about, but the stuff her friends left behind.. ] It's a short list, at least. Just drop it off here at the bar, or put it back where you found it, I don't care. Just refer back to rule two if you're looking for inspiration to not just hold onto it.

Yeah.

[ attached is a typed out list of about ten things, which include Justin Taylor's sketch pad, Isaac Mendez' sketch pad, this gun, this shirt, this hat and this gun, and a couple more random things that people she was close to might've left behind I just can't think of them because it's 3am, hehh, all described just enough to know what she's looking for. ]

Oh, and if somebody wants to explain what the hell's been going on on this ship for the last few months? That'd be- great. I guess. [ which is her cue to grab a drink, yep ]

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Russia. That was... intense. Guy's got a lot of memories.

[Including the cutest one about a hamster that didn't want to be his friend, but she's not mentioning that over the network because she doesn't want to end up with six foot six of sulky soviet on her doorstep.]

Let's see... after that, we got memories from the old crew. That sucked. Then half of us didn't wake up and apparently everyone who did got lightly toasted for their troubles when the temperature went crazy high. After that... pretty much the same as what we have now. The temperatures are totally screwed, there's creepy shit in the mirrors, business as usual.

[ half of us didn't wake up, that's happened before. she remembers sitting outside of Brendan's pod for days and days. there were a few pods she cursed at that month. but she's not letting herself think about that too much, she can't ]

Creepy shit in the mirrors-? Like what, is that still a thing?

[ the fuuuuuccckk ]

Mm-hmm. I haven't seen it, but apparently if you look in a mirror too long things start - [what was the word Netherlands used?] distorting. Listen, I know this is gross and dumb, but it almost makes me want to try just to see what the big deal is.

[ almost rushed ] Oh no, I definitely want to see for myself. [ this is the girl that said 'Smiley' into the mirror three times when goofing off with Tate just to see if it would work. she's got a bad case of the Superstition Tester. like she has to try all that kind of stuff. mirrors, ouija boards. anything. ] We should try it.

Ohhh. Really?

[HEATHER WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? But the best way to conquer your fears is to face them, right? And she is curious.]

Yeah. Cool. Where and when?

Hmm. Where's the best mirror in this place that isn't in one of the bathrooms?

Mostly because I don't want to hang out in the bathroom.

The bar has mirrors but I don't want to tempt fate and end up cursing the place.

Fair on both counts. One of the rec rooms? I mean, they're way less offensive considering the lack of lycra on-board for anyone to pose in but I'd still feel okay about smashing one of those mirrors.

Yeah, that sounds good to me.

I'm gonna have a drink or two first, I think, want in?