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Futuristic Space: We'll Figure This Out (open)

"This is gonna be a long job if we are already decided on backstabbing on another, for the record of any of try that kind of shit, I will personally flush you out the damn airlock"


 
"Also, is there an armoury on board, or a room that can be made into an armoury?"
 
Arubion would be in the room and would Hack into the Intercom... "I am taking a nap... Arryn no studying people in their sleep...." He'd turn it off and go to sleep...


(Goodnight...))
 
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"I'm gonna take a look around the ship, see if I can find my own spot"


 
Roger walked around and eventually found a small spot, it wasn't much but he squeezed in there and found a smugglers compartment. "Heh, dibs as my room". With that he set up his room and went to sleep.
 
Arryn and Arkos simply sat there, letting everyone discuss and sleep. Arkos was pretty satisfied that he was viewed as the candidate for captain, but he'd rather just have to worry about Arryn then maybe six other people. Arryn felt a little hurt as their captain told her to not study people in their sleep.


What kind of stupid rule was that?


And with that mindset, Arryn quickly began to barge into Arubion's room, her journal already out. Before Arkos could react in time, he found himself staring over at Arubion. "Arry-", the A.I began, before the insane xenologist looked over at the floating pixie-like figure and put a finger to her lips, before approaching the captain, staring down at him as she examined his visible body.


"Interesting", she mumbled, Arkos rolling his eyes.
 
Arryn, seeing this as a perfect opportunity, immediately bent down to bite Arubion's left ear. She didn't even think about it, she just let it happen as she bit into it. Arkos was about to say something, but shifted his extended right hand into a facepalm as the xenologist did what she wanted.


She's going to get herself killed
 
"...Huh? So he's a sadomasochist?", Arryn said with a slight surprise as she reared, blushing slightly as he did so. Arkos only buried his hands into his face, not even wanting to process what was happening. When did his little Arryn grow up to be so strange?


Arryn sighed, and tapped the left side of his face with her pen, wondering how much of a deep sleeper his species were, and if he hibernated. Maybe the tails served some sort of complex purpose?


That would be interesting.
 
"..Perv..", Arryn would say in response, sighing as she tried to get Arubion's hands away from her shirt, panicking as she did so. With that, she fell over after smashing her right hip into a bedstand violently, causing her to stumble and lose her step.


"Waaaah!", she yelped out as she hit the ground. Arkos only sighed.


"You idiot."
 
Arryn got back up, and tried to turn Arubion over. She wanted to examine his tails now, and wasn't planning on falling over again. If anything, she could've woken up the entire crew, and that wasn't needed, especially if she wanted the crew to like her.


With that in mind, she did her best in turning her captain over, Arkos still watching in complete shock.
 
Craig watched as the other crew members began to filter out of the room and go their separate ways. "Well er, ss' been a blast, but I gots some stuff ta' take care of, sooo..." he said to anyone else remaining at the table, as he uncharacteristically stood up, dusted any errant black string-like hairs that got stuck to the chair, and pushed the chair back in to the table. He then pulled out a damp brown-paper bag that was dripping a thin reddish-brown liquid and headed towards one of the bedrooms with a bathroom in it, leaving a trail of droplets as he went. So much for manners. As he slid open the door, the first thing he saw was Arryn feelin' up Arubion. A shiver went up his spine as he watched Arryn do... something... to Arubion. He turned around and began accusing Arryn as his backpeddled towards the bathroom, bumping into stray furniture as he went.


"I knew you'se were a crazy!" he hissed. "I don't care whatsss you want with 'im, just stay away from me, ya hear?!"


With that said, he finally turned around, with extreme reluctance of course, and faced the rather exposed toilet in the corner. He began pulling out various bits from the bag, and began to flush them. There was an blobby red thing, a dripping red thing, what looked like half of a finger, an eye of the blue variety, and a hand with a missing index finger. The hand took two flushes.
 

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