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[ersatzeverything]

[Deacon had arrived on Moira looking 50s greaser-chic, blue jeans, white shirt, and giant pompadour hairstyle. Now he's changed up his appearance entirely, looking rather stark with the pompadour wig gone, shaved head and a plain Moiran duty uniform. He's been itching to have surgery again, change his face entirely, but since that's not gonna happen soon he'll take what drastic changes he can make. If he cycles through looks enough, maybe he can keep the itch mostly away. ...if he can also get a pair of sunglasses to hide half of this face that he's had too long. There's a slight edge under his lackadaisical cadence as he speaks.]

Hey space pals, I really need a pair of shades. I've got this eye condition, the doc says that if I don't control the amount of light hitting my eyes I'm gonna be blind in five years. [Lie lie lie.] It would totally suck. The glowy portal thing took my pair, so it'd be really awesome if someone here could loan a pair out. I'm open to trade offers, too.

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[kidjoy]

[That's a comparison she can understand, even if as the baby of the group she was used to being slipped more than a little bit of anything.]

Okay. I guess I get it. I might have to see it in action someday, if it's really that useful.

Like I'm even gonna bother then! There's a lot of better stuff to waste carbons on than the droids anyway, like bombs or food or markers. And why be gross with other runners when you could be doing something fun anyway? [She's still at that age where even kissing seems gross.]