Reverie: IC Inbox

[donkeyballs]

 

IC INBOX
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Alright, go ahead and leave me a message, an' I'll get back to you soon as I can.

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[donkeyballs]

Hell, I don't know. But it don't make any damn sense, does it?

None of this does, but - Christ, Bobbie, one of the only good things about this place is that it don't have any of that shit.

[marineris]

If she were, this station would already be another Eros, wouldn't it? And that thing I saw on Ganymede wasn't capable of holding a conversation.

[donkeyballs]

No, I know. It ain't -

I know I ain't bein' rational about it.

It just kinda freaks me out, is all. I mean, all of this does, but most of the time I can deal with it. I don't think I could deal with it, if this was another Eros.

[marineris]

I know.

[Her voice softens as she responds, leaning her shoulder into his slightly.]

But this isn't Eros. We're okay.

[donkeyballs]

[ He nodded. ]

... Yeah. Yeah, I know. Hell, there ain't any way we wouldn't all be dead, if it was.

Just would kinda like to go even a week without some crazy bullshit, you know?

[marineris]

[Bobbie laughs a little at that.]

A week is pushing it. I'd take three days.

[donkeyballs]

[ He let out a short huffing breath of a laugh, sliding his eyes sideways toward her, a small smile tugging at his lips. ]

You gotta start the negotiations high, Gunny. So when the station argues them down, you're at least left with a little time.

[marineris]

Yeah? You're trying to give Chrisjen a run for her money on diplomacy, huh?

[donkeyballs]

Oh hell no, she can keep the politics, I just want the damn vacation.