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[There is a really, really unpleasant banging noise, like someone's thwacking their tab against a rock because (surprise) that's exactly what this particular someone is doing. A feminine, Australian accented voice cuts in after a while.]

-would have been nice if they’d given us a bloody crash course in how to use these things. How do you even-

[There is jarring sound of static and then a burst of distortion as a finger jabs at the TAB]

-tell-

[Another jab and more distortion.]

-if it’s-

[One more jab and for some strange reason, the image feed is flipped upside down and everything is strangely… purple.]

-working?

[There’s a sigh, and then coming through the upside down, purple video feed there’s a woman with dark hair looking quizzically at the TAB with a furrowed brow until she sighs.]

Some week this is shaping out to be.

[She jabs at the tab again, and while the feed returns to right side up, it’s still conspicuously purple.]

Okay. I don’t get it. Never did go in much for the whole sci-fi thing. First person to tell me where I can get a beer and a back rub in that order is my new space best friend. Name’s Chloe by the way. Chloe Frazer.

[She squints at the tab and then rolls her eyes.]

Shit, did I break it? Fantastic...

[ooc: backdated to during week two!]

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Have you tried turning it off and on again?

[ Hilarious. ]

More importantly, you find someone distributing back rubs and you let me know immediately. It's an emergency.

I subscribe to the Fonz school of fixing crappy gadgetry, usually steers me the right way. It's never steered me purple before, but maybe that's a space thing.

[You obviously missed your true calling in IT support, Mr. Stark.]

And if I share my back rub resources with you, will your gratitude get me beer?

[ More's the pity tbh ]

That depends on whether my gratitude is so overwhelming that it has the ability to turn water into wine. Which, in this case, comes down to you.

[ HE'S GOT NOTHIN', SORRY CHLOE. ]

[YEAH YOU SHOULD BE.]

Unless I'm talking to Jesus, I take it that means I'm still going thirsty.

[She follows that up with a resigned sigh.]

Worst space trip ever.

I had a bustling space booze business once, but this traveling roadshow isn't the best for the distillation of fine spirits.

[ "Fine spirit" here meaning "moonshine that'd singe your eyebrows off," but whatever. He shrugs in the most infuriatingly blasé manner. ]

Just don't jinx it, as I'm sure things could find a way to get worse. They regularly do.

I'm starting to get the feeling that this travelling space roadshow isn't great for anyone's spirits if they come out of a bottle or not.

[But he has a very, very good point.]

Ah, say no more. I might not be superstitious but I'm a full believer in sod's law and it happens around me more often that I'd like; occupational hazard of the company I keep.

[ Tony snorts, at both of those statements. The first is a gross understatement, and the second, well. ]

You sound like you keep the same kind of company I do.

Oh I very much doubt that, you look like a nice boy.

[She suspects the company you keep is the sort of company she likes to steal from.]

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