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Beep Beep we're going to Sparby's
Once everyone's in the dick limo and they've watched the Fantasy Sweet burn down behind them (dodging the flaming debris once the pressure builds up enough inside to make the whole thing go nuclear), it's off to the nearest fast food planet.
Which...is about five lightdays away.
Luckily for you, you have your very own Personal Artistic License to keep you entertained. So PAL bounces around the back of the limo, sitting in every lap that will have him, as he tells the story of Kip from the day he hatched as a tiny, impressionable smeet to present.
Sparing absolutely no detail.
Especially about the part where Kip failed his navigator's exam because he stopped at Then-Foodcourtia and crashed the ship into one of the greasy pustules that had sprouted on the planet's surface, destroying the aircraft and boiling his instructor alive in the fiery grease of hell.
So now there's a dick limo parked in the Sparby's parking lot. For anyone who had Arby's or Arby's-adjacent restaurants on their home planet... The menu's not much different. Everything meat-based is 100% beef, the milkshakes look delicious, and of course there are turnovers (apple, cherry, and chocolate).
Which... well, catch Kip and PAL in the corner shoving milkshakes and turnovers in their faces tbh.]
Welcome to Sparby's, Survivors.
You earned it.
Which...is about five lightdays away.
Luckily for you, you have your very own Personal Artistic License to keep you entertained. So PAL bounces around the back of the limo, sitting in every lap that will have him, as he tells the story of Kip from the day he hatched as a tiny, impressionable smeet to present.
Sparing absolutely no detail.
Especially about the part where Kip failed his navigator's exam because he stopped at Then-Foodcourtia and crashed the ship into one of the greasy pustules that had sprouted on the planet's surface, destroying the aircraft and boiling his instructor alive in the fiery grease of hell.
So now there's a dick limo parked in the Sparby's parking lot. For anyone who had Arby's or Arby's-adjacent restaurants on their home planet... The menu's not much different. Everything meat-based is 100% beef, the milkshakes look delicious, and of course there are turnovers (apple, cherry, and chocolate).
Which... well, catch Kip and PAL in the corner shoving milkshakes and turnovers in their faces tbh.]
You earned it.
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You are the real ones, aren't you?
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[ She swallows hard. She doesn't want to say yes because this could so easily be a trap. How could they possibly know it's not? ]
I think.. if you're going to ask a question like that, then you already know the answer, don't you?
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[She pulls up her sleeve. That sure is a real PIP grafted onto her skin.]
I'm Misumaru Yurika. Ca-- Champion Peacekeeper, and helmswoman of the Starship Temerity.
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[What are the odds, right?]
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Well. It makes things significantly easier for us all, doesn't it? I suppose fortune is smiling upon us.
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[He'd be more worried if he could think of a way the studio could've possibly engineered this.]
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Yuuri detaches herself from Junpei, steps forward and holds out her arm like she's offering a handshake. But the way she does so makes her sleeve ride up just enough to show the PIP grafted to her skin under it. ]
... Wakasa Yuuri. Champion Green Thumb.
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If he's a cosplayer, he's really damn committed to the ship.]
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Kurumi-chan's friend... I'm so sorry.
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I... n--no, I should be thanking all of you. Whoever hurt her like that... if you're here, that means you found them. I'm sorry you had to do it at all.
[ She swallows hard. She doesn't want to ask. But she needs to know. ]
What... happened to her...? I--I only... I only saw you finding her under the tree and I... I couldn't watch any more than that.
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I... It's.
[Still hard to talk about, even after months, especially to her friend. But Yurika is-- was a captain, had deaths on her record, next of kin she'd had to tell people to call and performed hundreds of funerals for. She lowers her voice again and it cracks as she talks.]
She. She wanted to save you, we had an awful motive that week -- and the person who found her wanted to save her. Wanted to be the one thrown out that airlock instead. I wish it hadn't happened at all.
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Jane suddenly can't breathe because she's known, known all these two months, who Yuuri Wakasa is. Who she was to Kurumi. And oh God. Oh God, how did she...]
H-How did you...how did you see...who showed that to you?! That's...that's no way to...
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Arianna of--ahem. Arianna Wakasa of Caledonia, Champion Sovereign.
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[ ...It ended up being her wedding. ]
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I'd pop some champagne, but I don't think this Sparby's has a liquor license.
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