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.

Comments

Voice

[yer_pretty_good]

Wish I could give you some good advice on that. Sometimes I stay up all night, but a soldier generally grabs shut-eye when he can. Especially in the field.

I also drink, but I got a feelin' you're a bit young for that.

[don't encourage kids to drink, Ocelot. Miller will have a fit.]

Sometimes I play the guitar.

Voice

[mindoired]

[ shepard laughs a little. ] Wow, you are way off on that too young to drink thing.

[ okay, legally she's not old enough to drink. but that ship has long since set sail. ]

Didn't think they'd have much of a bar on a ship, though.

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[yer_pretty_good]

Bar was better when we didn't have to trade for the liquor, but supplies are short these days.

[mindoired]

[ her curiosity is now piqued. ]

You trade for your liquor? Like what--spare pairs of socks or desserts from the mess?

[yer_pretty_good]

Now that we're short on just about everything, yeah, you gotta trade for it. I don't know all the details. You'll have to ask the one's in charge of the bar about that. Guess it just depends on how much you really want to get drunk.