[voice]

[chopshopgoddess]

. . .

This...is different.

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[lfetimewarranty]

. . . Mikaela?

[Hi Mikaela. That higher pitched voice? That's Rfena.]

[chopshopgoddess]

...Who...is this?

[What the hell is wrong with this ship seriously.]

[lfetimewarranty]

It's Rfena. [She doesn't sound very happy.] I am in a younger body, courtesy of the captain.

[chopshopgoddess]

. . .

This is ridiculous. Are you kidding me?

[lfetimewarranty]

I wish I was. But I'm not - I'm about a foot shorter and several years younger.

You... sound more mature.

[chopshopgoddess]

I'm not any taller, but I'm about fifteen years older.

[lfetimewarranty]

At least you are not fifty?

[chopshopgoddess]

I...guess that's a perk.

[lfetimewarranty]

You don't have to deal with being a child again, either, so you probably got the best out of all of this.

[chopshopgoddess]

That's true. And now I know that I age really well.

[lfetimewarranty]

So you have something to look forward to. [She sounds vaguely amused.]

I admit I had not expected to relive my childhood. [Or rather, live it, considering she never had one. But she's not saying that.]

[chopshopgoddess]

...Sort of.

Well...you should make the best of it, right? [She grins.] Go like...start trouble.

[lfetimewarranty]

[Rfena lets out a small laugh. It sounds like a giggle, given her age.] I might. Get a new perspective on being young.

[chopshopgoddess]

You definitely should. If you pretend you have no idea what's going on, you'll get away with it, too.

I'm not sure how I'm going to take advantage of this yet. If I were home, I'd go get a beer, but...

I can do that here anyway, so...

[lfetimewarranty]

Go, ah, bother people? See what kind of conversations you can strike up.

I don't know what I should do first. [She sounds mildly curious.]

[chopshopgoddess]

I suppose I could do that.

Mmm...color on the walls...? Flood all the bathtubs of the vacant rooms, That sort of thing.