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One Mutant Space Pirate and his Merry Adventures
(One Week ago: Alex Arrived to confusion and weirdness., yesterday, he had more weirdness, and was still lost.(OOC Note: The link to the test drive is for the Lorna-Alex thread.)
Today, Alex is wandering, a PADD of stuff about this time in one hand, a giant sealed mug of coffee in the other, and humming softly to himself. He's faintly wet, fresh from the shower after working out in the gymnasium, and he mostly was just trying to see more of the ship. He wasn't necessarily trying to get into areas he was not supposed to be in, but he also wasn't necessarily trying to avoid those areas, either.
Alex wasn't so much looking for trouble as staring it in the eye and calling its mother bad names.
It was a bad habit he had.
Today, Alex is wandering, a PADD of stuff about this time in one hand, a giant sealed mug of coffee in the other, and humming softly to himself. He's faintly wet, fresh from the shower after working out in the gymnasium, and he mostly was just trying to see more of the ship. He wasn't necessarily trying to get into areas he was not supposed to be in, but he also wasn't necessarily trying to avoid those areas, either.
Alex wasn't so much looking for trouble as staring it in the eye and calling its mother bad names.
It was a bad habit he had.
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"It was nice talking with you. Maybe we can hang out again sometime?" And with that hopeful note, he headed out.