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From:

pashangwala

Don't fuck around with things that might deflate your lungs.

From:

afairytalename

all right

consider me absolutely warned, mysterious stranger

From:

pashangwala

not meant for you, but still good advice. some organs harder to replace than others.

From:

afairytalename

that's ... morbid

even if true

who would you be advising with this anyway?

From:

pashangwala

Any number of idiot friends. Seems I collect them lately.

From:

afairytalename

i know a little something about idiots friends too

From:

pashangwala

That's good. If you have no idiot friends, it probably mean you're someone else's idiot friend.

From:

afairytalename

[ There's a laugh that Drummer won't hear.

Oh, she likes this person, whoever they might be. ]

i should hope none of my idiot friends would try and fuck around with their internal organs

but i never can predict what they'll do

From:

evasives

Did you make escape the Sarano unmarried in the end?

From:

afairytalename

unfortunately not

i'm fully married, weird alien baby on the way and everything

[ c'''': ]

From:

afairytalename

just kidding!!

hello, you

From:

evasives

You move fast. Not sure I could help you out of that one.

[ he's teasing, but also, it's kind of true anyway. ]

From:

afairytalename

it is an impossible predicament, isn't it?

but in all seriousness: how are you?

From:

evasives

It's good to be back on the ship. I am not going to jinx it by hoping for a better planet next, but I cannot say I will miss much about Sarano.

And you?

From:

afairytalename

hmm

yea

about the same, really

could use a planet with some nice shops if i'm gonna be honest

a planet made of beaches wouldn't be a bad idea either

From:

evasives

[ a beach... planet... no thank you. he's very glad this is text. ]

Beach planets are not all they are cracked up to be.

What kind of shops?

From:

afairytalename

have you been to a beach planet?

you're not shy about your beach bod are you? because i've got to say, i don't think you have anything to worry about

[ so sorry for your life, cassian ]

clothes shops mostly

the things they have on this ship are boring

a lot of white and grey

From:

evasives

Yes.

I am flattered, but no, I simply did not enjoy myself last time.

[ does having too many scars take points away from a beach body?? ]

You should have taken some of the things with you from Sarano. Redone them to better suit your tastes, if possible.

From:

afairytalename

that's a shame

time for new memories then?

[ u kno

if he wants to ]

never was much of a seamstress

but that's not a bad idea, those fabrics can't have been cheap

From:

marshalcobb

I have five layers on and I'm still cold, when will this end.

From:

afairytalename

[ Hmm — when will what end? Amy's got no idea who this might be, but they don't sound like they're in danger, so. ]

are you locked in a freezer or something? do i need to come and fetch you?

From:

marshalcobb

What? There's a freezer?

From:

afairytalename

i don't know

you said you were five-layers-cold

this ship is very big

so not a freezer then?

From:

marshalcobb

Oh, I don't know you. I'm from a desert planet, everywhere's cold to me. Still haven't adjusted yet.

From:

afairytalename

no and i don't know you

[ That much is obvious. ]

ah isn't there a spacesuit you could wear with your own personal heater in it?

isn't that what space travel and the future is all about?

[ The TARDIS was always very comfortable, but then ... it's not really a typical spaceship. ]

if you need another layer or 2 i think i've seen some spare blankets around

From:

marshalcobb

Don't know if you can do that. I've been putting on layers. I keep thinking I'll just adjust sooner or later but I was toasty in my Sarano gear so I backslid.

I'm Cobb Vanth, sorry to randomly appear in your inbox.

From:

afairytalename

backsliding into the cold, hm? not ideal

i'm amy pond

no apologies needed

it happens, yeah?

a lot apparently

From:

marshalcobb

Not ideal. The droid put the heat up for me so that's been helpful, but there's no replacement for the suns. Not sure I like the ship life forever.

So where're you from, Amy?

From:

afairytalename

suns? so it must be very hot where you're from

constant bikini weather?

i've definitely been in nicer ships

[ Not that she's bragging. Except that she totally is. ]

i'm from a planet called earth, very boring, very drab

but it's

it's not all bad

[ It's very far from here. One might even say, in a galaxy far, far away. ]

From:

marshalcobb

Yeah, we've got two of them. It's a desert planet, top to bottom. Very little water, bare rations, small population, never even seen green until I got on this ship.

I think I've heard others here talking about Earth so you're in good company. Mine's Tatooine. And you been on a ship nicer than this? Fancy.

From:

fiveinchheels

You should definitely come over when you're done.

[ There's a video attached ~~except any visible runes are black instead of red~~ but no further context. ]

From:

afairytalename

[ Of course Amy's going to click on the attachment. Of course.

And her reaction is somewhere between surprise and a fair amount of appreciation. This message couldn't have been meant for her though; she doesn't recognize the name 'Izzy' and she doesn't recognize the girl's face either. Or that body.

(And that's something she doesn't think she'd ever forget.) ]

i think this was meant for someone else and i promise i won't share this with anyone

but excuse me, no one should be allowed to look that hot

From:

fiveinchheels

[ Izzy, who is actually currently fully clothed and working in the armory, is very confused by the message until she scrolls up, clicks the attachment—

Huh. That's... definitely not something she sent. Fantastic. At least she knows how to roll with the punches, and isn't ashamed of showing off her body. (As if anyone ever doubted that for a moment, Izzy.) ]

Unfortunately, I don't have a number for the complaint's department. 😉
In all seriousness, though, I'm sorry you got that.
I guess Perseus hasn't had a chance to fix the network yet.

From:

afairytalename

[ A body like that, yeah, who wouldn't flaunt it, honestly? ]

oh don't apologize

it's completely out of our hands given all of the odd network mishaps

i've apparently sent off a few spicy messages myself, not that i remember sending them

From:

fiveinchheels

[ That wasn't even a message Izzy had sent to anyone previously, at least not with that video as an attachment. She's not even sure how the network got that footage, since she hadn't taped that day with Meliorn. But that's unimportant, at least for this conversation. ]

Do you normally send some out?
Just in case I get one from you.
Better to know if I should assume it's intentional or accidental.

From:

afairytalename

i don't remember making a habit of it no

but i have been known to send a saucy message or two

if one finds its way to you, lets call it intentional

From:

fiveinchheels

Can do.
Maybe we should start with introductions, though.

I'm Izzy.

[ Her username makes that plenty clear, but that doesn't count as actually giving her name to someone. ]

From:

afairytalename

lol yeah i suppose we did skip all of the niceties didn't we?

it's a pleasure to meet you izzy

i'm amy

From:

fiveinchheels

Likewise.

Though I have to admit, it feels a little unbalanced.
I have no idea what you look like, while you've got a pretty clear picture of me. 😉

From:

afairytalename

oh, is that a not-so-subtle request for a little selfie, then?

From:

fiveinchheels

It is.
Though I can be clearer, if you'd like.

From:

afairytalename

[ It doesn't take more than a moment for an attachment to appear in Izzy's notifications.

Sure, if she had a little more time, there'd be something saucier ... something a little more equal footing with the video she'd received. But! In the interest of time: a real-time selfie. At least her hair looks amazing today. ]

hello :)

From:

fiveinchheels

[ In the split second before Izzy registers the entirety of the picture, she almost thinks she's somehow stumbled upon Clary. But A) the hair isn't quite as bright red, though still gorgeous and B) Clary would've said it was her from the get-go.

Still, her brain decides to get hung up on that for just long enough that she feels a sharp, unpleasant pang of homesickness. ]

Wow, you're beautiful.
Even in spaceship lighting, which I've learned is probably the worst kind there is.

From:

afairytalename

well thank you :) :) :)

spaceship lighting is officially the worst

though it's not as bad as the TARDIS, now that is unflattering

From:

collapsar

[ she's actually done this once before, at least the facade of old nineteen twenties glamour, similarly not in the right decade while investigating a murder on a train flying through space. clara definitely hopes the killer mummy aspect isn't included in this adventure, but it is nice to have the space part add a bit of familiarity, with the holographic setup not being too out of league with the sorts of things that come into play around the tardis.

all the same, she always gets a thrill in playing dress-up, in blending in with the part, as she's done some hundred times in her exploration across space and time, and though she's not traveling in a blue box right now, it's still a bit nostalgic.

but even nostalgia requires a drink, especially if she's making the most out of a speakeasy, even if she's not aiming for anything heavy, never too fond of straight liquor. shuffling over to the bar, she prepares to ask for something more simple like champagne or at least closer to her style like something with a sweet fruitiness, when — ]

I know ... you ... [ she mutters to herself, eyes locked upon the two tall legs standing a near distance aware. no, the legs aren't exactly where the recognition comes in, not alone anyway, but the ginger hair is certainly more striking to her memory and she squints her eyes staring at the woman, trying to recall it in her memory, stepping closer. ] I ... know you.

From:

afairytalename

[ This might just be a simulation but that doesn't mean Amy's going to skimp on the customization options when she gets a chance to go through them all. She's dressed to the nines in black and gold, complete with a band across her forehead keeping her up-do in place, distinguished black feather to the side. And yeah — she's undeniably tall, her long, slim legs going for miles, ending with feet decked in gold strappy shoes to complete the ensemble. Her lips are a deep blood-red and she delicately sips from a martini glass, looking every bit the part of a 1920s starlet.

(This is some of the most fun she's had since she's arrived here. Like Clara, she gets a thrill out of playing dress-up.)

And speaking of which — ]

Do you. [ Well, whoever she is, she's awfully cute, and it's got Amy's interest piqued because that's just the kind of girl she is.

That, and people recognizing her isn't something she's terribly used to. She's from a tiny insignificant village in England, after all. All she can gather is that some adventure with the Doctor might have happened that she isn't yet aware of, but — she's going to play it cool. Another slow sip from her drink, and she raises an eyebrow from over the rim of her glass. ] Am I famous, then?

From:

collapsar

[ this is the part that doesn't happen too often, at least not since she'd briefly met river, who'd inevitably been more of a ghost hologram image than anything. but even if she's seen plenty of the doctor's faces, even had three of them in her midst at once, she doesn't often meet significant faces of others in his life.

or at least, she presumes it to be significant, because she doesn't see any other reason why the tardis would store that image otherwise.

the attire makes it a bit harder to decipher if it's the very same, but the striking bright hair and the gorgeous long pair of legs make it impossible not to connect it back to that picture she'd seen. ]

No, it's not that — well, it could be. Actually, I'm not ... sure exactly. It's hard to explain. [ she gives a soft laugh, always a bit flustered in the presence of a pretty face, no matter what she says on the contrary. ] Forgive me if this turns out to be a strange question, but ... do you know the Doctor?

From:

afairytalename

[ It takes a moment between swallowing the sip of her fancy cocktail, fiddling with the toothpick currently stabbed through an olive, before Amy responds. Turns out keeping it calm, cool and collected isn't all that difficult to do when she's slowly considering the possibility that the stupid alien man who has meant everything to her has been traveling with just about everyone else before finally making his way back. Twelve years.

But Amy isn't going to let that notion flare something jealous within her, really she isn't, even when she does wonder how that might affect her time on the Danae. Whether he even has any plans at all to come back to get her.

(No. No, she can't think like that.) ]

It's not strange, not to me. I do know the Doctor. Seems there's a few of us on this ship who do.

[ Chin up, Pond. You're at a party, after all.

Her lips curve into a smile. ]

So, you too, hm?