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[dr_sarcasm]

OF COURSE TON'S BEEN AROUND

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[seat_five_girl]

Ako is... not the best at situational awareness. This time she even has an excuse in the form of a book she is reading.

[dr_sarcasm]

Ton looks up for about the 87th time from the datapad.

But look! Something he missed the first 86 times!

The cyborg smiles wickedly, and, looking around for something to throw, finds....

Nothing. 'Cept the datapad, and he doesn't want to cause an injury, mostly because, then, as the nearest physician, he'd have to treat it, and a) he already wasted enough of ONE life doing that, and b) the dead are, in general, lazy.

He eyes his target reproachfully. "You're lucky, this time. Know that."

[seat_five_girl]

Ako looks up at the noise.

"Hmm?"

[dr_sarcasm]

He points accusingly at her. "Yes, you. Walking target. I have nothing to throw. Ergo, you're lucky."

Pilot logic = OXYMORON.

[seat_five_girl]

Ako leans forward and squints a little.

"No," she says to herself, "The skin is wrong and there aren't any horns."

Then louder, "All right then, I guess."