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[ancillary]

[ A woman in what can charitably called a working cat suit is leaning over a desk of some dark, varnished wood that makes her look halfway between a teenage fantasy, and an actual schoolmarm. Her elbow is half-engulfed in flames of one of the faux-heated lamp fixtures set on her desk; a hint she's somewhere out in her apartment in the Fire Sector, and that she's got the rules down pat that she has already worked out "fire bad, but not all the time." ]

The technology here is impressive for the what little resources an organic planetoid should, theoretical, be capable of culling. It's only been a few days and already the convinces of their equipment have mollified me enough that I don't need to worry about feeling cut off from what I'm accustomed to back on Earth, or something more spacefaring.

[ She taps her gloved fingers on some unseen surface. ]

What does raise an eyebrow is their complete disregard for the scientifically curious. They damn near ripped me to pieces when all I did was try to get a DNA sample from this turtle the general populace nothing short of venerates. I'm up to my ears in unanswered questions and barely passable resources, but the best this place has yet to give me in terms of a resolution is some dogmatic bullshit best suited for a church.

Also, hello. [ Standard human greeting: Complete afterthought. ]

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We all want to survive, and we all want to get home. [The smile turns a little tired - he still hasn't figured out how he's going to get Bucky out of here.] You can try to do it alone, or you can do it as part of a team. All I'm saying is that if you isolate yourself now you'll have a hard time finding help later.

That's fine if you think you don't need it. But in the end almost all of us do.

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You're as interested in our continued survival as I am; I'll nip this in the bud before you get too full of song you're singing to the choir. So, this is your judgement call you seem to think yourself so qualified to make after a friend of yours makes a stupid comment I didn't respond to with a kiss to the ass.

[ Lovely as they are; her eyes are all ice and resolve, bb ]

I've had any hesitance to take a bullet for someone I completely despise or had never even met thoroughly, and expensively, removed without the cost of being reckless. We meet? I'm great in a team environment, and my track records marks me as one of the best assets to be used in a crisis environment. We may even be part of an outstanding team in our mutual goal of seeing to the safety and eventual return of those here like us.

I don't care if you think anyone who responds coldly, or acts in a manner you deem out of comfort zone won't step on that wire. Because I know where I stand as a professional. You can point me in front of any weapon or wire and I'm your girl.

Until then? Don't be my friend, or my judge. I'll call you if I need something grabbed from a really tall shelf.