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[forafavor]

[have a lightly accented (british) voice, sounding just a touch too sure of himself.]

Well now, isn't this the quaint little community- ship, a thousand apologies, I don't seem to have my sea legs

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[mrs_persson]

Tragedy, comedy, romance? Or a little of all of the above? I've no shortage of stories, your lordship.

[forafavor]

The best stories have no shortage of all three, and very rarely end in a 'happily ever after.'

Your name miss?

[mrs_persson]

Isn't that the truth.

Una Persson, at your service. I believe I'm just down the hall from you on Level 8.

[forafavor]

Consider me charmed, Miss Una Persson, as a fellow denizen of the ship and neighbor.

Now, stories you say? I'm always in the mood for a decent tale. Would you care to indulge me?

[mrs_persson]

I'd be happy to. Especially since I seem to have some time on my hands.

Over this medium, or elsewhere?

[forafavor]

Elsewhere, I find these boxes tedious. My room is only a few steps away, unless you prefer the comfort of your own. My good mood makes me flexible.

[mrs_persson]

If I were a different sort of person I might quibble over questions of decorum, but as you seem to be a gentleman and as I've seen rather a lot of the multiverse, I won't.

I'll see you shortly in your quarters, then.