voice. at ass o'clock in the morning.

[mindoired]

So this is like an intraship social network, right? People ask questions and crap and... I don't know. Talk. [ there's a pause as the very awkward teen yawns. ] I've got a question for all of you, then. What do you do when you can't sleep?

Back hom-- [ she cuts herself off, rewords that. ] Back on Mindoir, I'd go for a run out in the fields or the woody area not far from the farm. There's nothing like that on a ship, though.

[ shepard misses the open spaces.

there's a moment's pause and then her tone changes from the somewhat embarrassed but mostly exhausted and not caring vibe it had for everything else to something distinctly grumpier. ]

First person to suggest a warm glass of milk is liable to get a boot up their ass, though. I'm not five.

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voice.

[ringing]

[ If that isn't the million dollar question lately, Karako doesn't know what is. With that said, she's a little better off than the average Moiran in this regard, having lived for years in an underground complex with no access to sunlight and not many places to go. ]

If you can't sleep, you should get up. [ Restlessness poisons the mind at the best of times, and these are not them. ] Go find a way to exhaust yourself, mentally or physically. [ A pause. Karako doesn't want to leave this girl without a suggestion; then all she would have done is lectured like some geezer. ]

Have you played the games on the MID?

voice.

[mindoired]

I've played a little of the shooting one. Whatist--Whalaga? The other ones [ aren't so great when she's trying to avoid nightmare thoughts ] aren't really my style.