We now interrupt your regularly unscheduled programming...

[morteanimositas]

[ Static. Lots of it. Eventually the feed clears up a bit and it's...Bennett?

Yes. Not quite, though. About a decade younger and looking a little harried.

Upset.

Something. It's weird. If any of you ever knew River Tam you might recognize her. Or you might just confuse her with Bennett, not the first time that's happened today. ]

Tell me a

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[lecherous_kappa]

Hell. I'll give you stories, babe.

[enchainement]

We're listening.

[lecherous_kappa]

What if I told you a story about a smile that could light up the network, and eyes that looked deep as the ocean?

[enchainement]

I'd still listen. But aren't water eyes for blue?

[lecherous_kappa]

Deep as the ocean, showing richness and memories. Not water-colored.

But I'd need a name to start with, beautiful.

[enchainement]

Qĭ. The star. Why do you need the name?

[lecherous_kappa]

Because then I know that she came from the heavens. Graceful and curious, wanting to learn about those who she landed among.

Then she found a friend, someone who wanted to show her around, take her out, make her feel like a million dollars.

[enchainement]

It's a good story.

She descended the stairs alone?

[lecherous_kappa]

She did, but she damn well didn't have to stay alone. If she wanted, she could show up at the one skyscraper in the city, [x,y], and could wind up with company.

[enchainement]

Maybe. Maybe. People will come looking, the moon for it's planet, and she can't say here with the Programmer.

[lecherous_kappa]

But the wanderer wants to meet the star, and this will get her away from the Programmer.

[enchainement]

I'll go. Later to see the stars from the highest point, I'll go.

[lecherous_kappa]

Hell yes. The star should see the stars.