[Ever since her little "session" with Phoenix and the fight with Ironhide and Anna that came from it, Maia has made a point to keep a low profile. Well. She's made a point not to say anything over shipNET for the past month, anyway. She's managed to keep herself busy with rewriting her notes, working with the Dark Eco she acquired on the ship,
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Details, details.
Hell, Harley had even gone to Sarea's slumber party a few nights back! She figured the past was in the past and no hard feelings and that was how she lived her life.
Well, until shit started disappearing and going wacki(er) on the tug boat. Now she was just amazed at the various posts she was hearing over the comms and the sheer level of 'wtf' involved in each.
She has noted several, planning to respond, when a far more important voice appears on her unit. She clicks on her video feed, smiling brightly as she aims the camera and pats the bed next to herself.Mai-tai, ya kow I got plenty'a room here for ya! y need me ta wrangle up any clothes or is any of yer room still there? Some folks lost everythin' an' others had body parts vanish .. some of 'em lost nothin' .. but did ya get a load'a the library? Deck nine is gone ( ... )
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Is that so? Well, apparently our great captain doesn't seem to have as much control as he likes to believe.
As for my own room, it's completely gone. Along with everything in it. [This includes the notes she spent all month rewriting, and she does not sound pleased.]
I will be with you momentarily. [And she means that. Ah, the joys of teleportation.]
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She whistles softly, aware that Maia has re-written all of the notes that had gone missing from the library.
And then a smile and a nod!]
Sure thing, Maia! See ya soon!
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She doesn't say anything, though. You should know it's her, Harley.]
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