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[The first thing visible on the screen is eyesockets. Big, round, empty eyesockets, with the back of the skull just visible if anyone's paying attention.]

Wowie! This is even cooler than my phone at home! Look at all the buttons! And now everyone can see and hear me, regardless of where they are? Nyeh-heh-heh!

[Finally, the person on the screen pulls their arm away from their face and holds it up, tilted down slightly at a classic selfie angle.

Word has probably spread about living skeletons on the ship, and now it appears the tall one is addressing everyone.]

A-HEM!

[He doesn't have a throat to clear; he just literally said the word "ahem" really loud.]

Attention, monsters and humans and... otherwise! I, the great Papyrus, was selected to act as your new Morale Officer, and as such, I have some questions for you. Do not be intimidated! There are no wrong answers, just a really cool guy listening to everything you have to say!

[He ticks the questions off on his bony fingers.]

Firstly! If we haven't yet met, what is your name?
Secondly! Are you happy here on the ship?
Thirdly! If not, what is troubling you, and do you need a hug?
And lastly, if you said yes to the second part, what is your location. I may need a few minutes, as this place can get a little confusing, but just hang in there! I believe in you!

[A short pause as he tries to think of what else to say. This is his big debut, he should make himself seem as cool as possible so he can attract a lot of friends! Maybe he can just use some awesome radio slang and end it here? Yes, yes, of course, that's totally what cool guys do!]

This has been a very important message from the great Papyrus! Roger and out. No, wait--!

[Thinking he can erase the message and do it over, he jabs a button and turns it off.]

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[Praise! Already! How very great! Papyrus looks even more pleased with himself than before. Without a single suspicion of any ulterior motives on Miles's part, he nods eagerly.]

Why, thank you! It looks like I have my work cut out for me; a lot of people just want to go home, and I don't think I can actually... do that.

But of course, I'd be glad to drop by! I seem to have a little free time right now, if you'd like.

[ miles never thought he'd describe a talking skeleton so endearing, and yet here he is. he can see why sans would be concerned about his protection. if only he wouldn't foist it off on other people.

miles grins, tilting his head in a slight nod. ]

And I happen to have an opening right now. Why don't you come on down to the Personnel Office? It's by the library. Your MID should have a map funtion, actually.

Does it? Let's see...

[His bony fingers scrabble at the screen -- man, it's HARD to work this thing with no skin -- and he accidentally ends the call.

But it works out, because he takes the opportunity to navigate his way to Miles's office. A short while later, there's loud knocking at the door.]

Come in.

[ miles calls from inside the office, waving papyrus in. he's probably not what you'd expect from the personnel officer, or anyone at all; at a meager height of 4'9, his crooked spine leaves him not quite hunchbacked but with a distinctive silhouette all the same, the slightly overlarge head set atop a short neck with a face prematurely aged with pain lines around his mouth and laugh lines around his eyes. miles studies papyrus with a strange intensity for a moment before he gives him welcoming grin. ]

Please, have a seat, Crewman Papyrus. How're you liking the ship so far?

[Papyrus takes him in as well -- this human looks just slightly different from the others he's met, definitely shorter, but he grew up in a world of monsters. Miles' appearance doesn't strike him as very different from the others' and after carefully wiping his feet, he heads in and sits down.]

It's very different from the Underground! Which can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on how you look at it. I prefer to think of it as pretty great!

[ miles can't help but smile at papyrus -- the guy really does have an infectious energy about him. it's kind of refreshing, actually. ]

Oh? And what's the Underground like?

Oh, the kingdom of monsters is a great place to live! It's a large cavern that stretches all the way from the Ruins, which no one except spiders and ghosts can enter anymore, all the way through Snowdin, where I live, and Waterfall, where my friend Undyne's from, all the way to Hotland, which is honestly a terrible place and I'm glad I don't live there! It's got some cool stuff though, like the super crowded capital city and the new MTT resort and the barrier and King Fuzzybutt-- I mean! King Asgore's castle!

[You wouldn't think a skeleton could blush, but some manner of magic must be at work here. Papyrus has gone a little pink.]

Oh my god. If you ever happen to meet our king, please don't tell him I said that!

[ miles gives him a fond, lopsided grin. the ship really could use more people like papyrus. he's kind of painfully naive, sure, and probably easy as hell to manipulate, but it's kind of refreshing at this point. he flashes papyrus a conspiratorial wink. ]

No need to worry, my friend. That stays between us two.

Phew! That's a relief, it would have been really embarrassing if he found his way here and heard about that. Thanks, friend!

So, what's your world like? Did you live on the surface?

On my planet -- we're spread across quite a few of those, where I come from -- oh, yes. Barrayar is beautiful in its own right -- I think so, anyway. Open skies, oceans...one of the key features of my home district is the Dendarii mountain range. It's breathtaking from a lightflyer.

[ he tilts his head in thought, spreading a hand. ]

My mother isn't from Barrayar though. Her home world, Beta Colony, has a hostile surface climate -- it's mostly sandy desert, and it's hot as hell. The people there live in climate-controlled domes, mostly underground.

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