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(crungles. must resist petting.)
(cringles. must resist asking for pets)
Somebody needs to bring some substance to the celebrations, and goodness knows Mr. Ly wouldn't know a thing about sweetness or partying. I can get /my/ job done, Mx. Katia... can /you?/
…i only got to have cakes on my birthday. they were okay. sometimes they were too dry, but it was better than most things. you bake a lot of cakes, don’t you?
…tch, yeah, i guess your talent is also useful here. even if you can’t have non-space food.
Ah... excuse me, Mx. Katia? What was your Ultimate title? I'm afraid I must have missed it. No matter... if you have any health concerns, it is my duty to assist you. Please don't be afraid to ask.
ultimate use your imagination, or whatever. you aren’t useless to have here, an ultimate nurse is a respectable enough title to have. i’ll be just fine without your help, but, time calls for whatever time calls for.
[He giggles.] You're quite funny! Sure, I can preach to the aliens if they express the interest! Would you like to hear? Or would you like to talk about something else? ...I like your glasses! I'm glad you're here.
…never grew up on religion. i don’t know if i could. but what good would a priest be here? not like religion is necessary. are you gonna preach to the aliens?
I'm here to analyze risks, decisively mediate, and resolve conflicts.
As for my advocacy.. Ideally, I won't need to show you. Maybe I'll be advocating for you.
I don't know much about you. That means I'll be keeping an eye on you, Katia.
And *that* means we'll be spending time together. If things work out, maybe we can even be friends.
advocate, huh? who are you advocating for - especially *here?* in the world outside, yeah, that’s pretty useful, but in a spaceship? well, you do look like you have more to you than just an ‘advocate’. let’s hope my impressions are right - for the both of us.
Ehehe... um... what's the saying again... ah shoot, Oh! Judging a book by it's cover, I see. Gardening is a lot more than flowers you know-! I take care of the food and vegetation on the ship, at least that's what they told me... So-! If you want to eat a potato I'm your girl to ask for that-!
Although, ehehe... I don't wanna talk about myself too much, I wonder why you're here...?
a gardener. sure, because the spaceship will have a garden. between you, and the other people here, i find it difficult to know why they picked someone of your talent. let’s hope there’s more to you than meets the eye, hm?
The fuck is that supposed to mean? Hah. If I can do the work, who gives a shit about anything else? Isn't that right, No-Talent?
…hm. cultural anthropology isn’t that bad of a field. it’d definitely bring *something* to the table, at least. you yourself? well, can’t say much. your talent will only get you so far, is all i’ll tell.
Music is not everything for a Pianist, I have plenty of hobbies that are to satisfy your... partially harsh thoughts about myself.
I never play something bad, those days are long gone, buried in my pass.
And now, while the stars and planets bear witness to our existence up here, what would you like to hear in this eternal evening?
i guess piano doesn’t do much for survival in space, but…i’ve heard it boosts morale. at least we won’t go crazy, or whatever. play something good - you don’t have much else going for you here. still, hopefully you’re much more than just that.
You're so weird. Everyone always hated you, Katia.
it technician…it technician…in this day and age, we’d probably need one. admittedly, i haven’t seen much technology in my life - nothing that advanced - but i can say it’s useful. good. don’t be…ugh, annoying about it, though.
i don't understand. maybe i didn't know katia morales as well as i thought.
…huh. i’m sure you’ll find a lot of rocks to go crazy for up in space. you don’t seem the sort to take anything seriously though, i think that’s gonna be your downfall. hm.
thank you for being my friend, katia. i'm g-glad i can be yours too... i'll try to be a good friend. for real, this time. a-and i'll keep working on my end of our promise..!
f-fashion tips? who the hell do you think i am? whatever, thanks anyways. i got them for pretty cheap, i guess. i just wear the same clothes, i’m more used to that.
…my talent? hm. use that archivist brain of yours to find out.
Are y'all as sweet as the honey y’work with? ;) Seriously, though, y'all lookin' after some pretty cute critters! Y'get stung too often?
Nice outfit, nya! Totally fitting of a beekeeper! Aren't you tired of hearing that constant buzzing, meow?
why thank you, mister tora! gosh, the circus sounds like a real romp - i've never been, but i've heard it's like seein' magic with your own two eyes! but you've gotta nice look to you too, mister! real cat-like! guess it's fittin', cats *do* always land on their feet!
oh, forst...you are kind...i suppose none of this could be helped, though i understand why you want to. it is but matters beyond my control...
why don't you tell me, forst? tell me about the photos you take.
There's a sad and melancholic look in your eyes. Tell me, Lantern, why do you look so sad? Why is the oil flowing out of your eyes? Is there anything I could do for you?
aw, don't worry mister dion! bees are polite fellas, just gotta be polite back! heh-heh! guess you could call it similar to bein' a waiter, in that way? i dunno, i've never been one! do you work in one 'a those fancy-shmancy restaurants?
Gosh. I know bees are super important for the environment and stuff, but I'd be way too scared'a being stung to work so closely with them. Kinda impressive... oh, and, actually, you sell honey, right? I've been lookin' for a better stock for the Starlight...
very rarely, but that's just how it is! you do illustration, right? i know nothin' 'bout that either, but i think that's a swell talent, miss sanemi!
Have they stung you...? The bees, I mean... Do bees recognize you...? Sorry, I don't know much about bugs...
a surgeon?! gosh, that's really amazing miss okiku! heh-heh, you must be a smart cookie then, huh? a real hero too! you must've saved so many lives, bein' a first-rate surgeon! un-BEE-lievable!
heh-heh! that's fine miss victoria...hey, you could always learn about it! i have a bunch'a facts up my sleeves - i have so many, they couldn't fit in just one!
Aah. Aaahhh. It thinks—it thinks—Victoria doesn’t know what it thinks. It doesn’t have many thoughts about bees. Any thoughts about bees. No, no. No.
don't-- do NOT come near me!! with your bees!! i DON'T want your bees. thank you very much.
gosh, calm down mister charlie! you're a bit of a jitter-bug, aren't you! i don't have any bees on me right now, and i can promise they won't hurt! if you have the right equipment, that is, heh-heh!
golly gee! bein' a gravekeeper sounds like mighty tough work! gosh, i think i'd be feelin' a little ill lookin' at all those graves, y'know? also are you doin' alright, mister? you look a little...aw, never mind!