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[hairrands]

Before you go flinging shit all over me, I know there's worse to worry about right now, but if any of you knows how to sew and has the cloth to spare I'll find some way to pay you back.

These blue rugs make shitty ponchos and unlike some of you lucky bastards I never got more than one set of space pajamas. I'll take spares, too, if that's all there is to go around.

[AJ's voice is utterly defeated right now, but then she's been wearing one of those bolts of blue alien fabric that had been collected from a month or two ago, the badly folded likes of which have been covering the shredded back-side of her crew-issue jumpsuit for the last two days. She's been feeling about as comfortable as a cat in a festive sweater.]

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[culver]

[Nill can't hide how affronted she is at AJ's outburst, but she does her damndest. She shifts awkwardly on her feet, glancing down at the dress before back up at her guest. Honestly, she isn't sure how a t-shirt can end up looking girly, but she nods in agreement. Girly is something she will try to avoid.]

[hairrands]

[AJ was never one to catch on to subtleties; she'd been cloned from someone who was crass and often thoughtless, and had been modified for even fewer values towards etiquette--or morals, really...

But she had been trying harder than perhaps she had in her entire life to understand and to fit in to this messy, unorganized, motley camp, and she can see that Nill has been growing more uncomfortable by the minute. Rather than go for the jugular, like she normally would, AJ makes a concerted effort to back off.

She runs her bony fingers through her heavily haired scalp and casts a glare off to one side.]

It's not your fault, or anything, I'm not trying to shit on your day. I just have a thing about it. That you're willing to help at all means... a lot, I mean, nobody ever really offered shit like this before that wasn't sort of a trap to get me not to stick out like a sore thumb, so I was on edge.

How about I drop a bag of lizards off in a couple of days? I know where they like to nest. If everything hasn't all gone to hell, I should have a good brace of them.

[culver]

[AJ's demeanor, the way she tries to grate out an apology, reminds Nill so much of Heine that it almost hurts. She takes a deep breath and nods, offering an uncertain smile of acceptance. She sympathizes, she really does. It's hard to trust someone to do right by you, especially if you've never spoken to them before.

Nill thinks on that for a moment, amused with her own thought since technically, she's never spoken to anyone in her life.

But she waves the black humor away, and nods in agreement. Yes, a few days should be fine. She has enough to last Dog for at least that long. The blonde gathers the dress back into her arms, and takes half a step towards her lean-to. She raises a hand to give a single farewell wave before disappearing inside to get to work.]