“So.” Verity plopped herself down on the console, grinning brightly. It was talkies time, Kup, and Verity was here for some WORDS.
“So what?” Kup looked bemused. “Gotta ship to run, you know.” You know, without the chaos that seemed to eddy in Verity’s wake.
Verity’s grin brightened. “Yep! And part of it’s morale.”
“Morale.” The cy-gar shifted
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