[A small bird sits outside near Black*Star's door, his little feet clacking on the metal floors as he paces back and forth, his feathers ruffled. If one looks very carefully, they may notice a small, star-shaped discoloration on his right wing
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[his tail twitches at the 'old guy' bit. not that the fact isn't true in comparison to, well, everybody else on the ship.]
Care to test that theory?
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Anytime, old guy. Anytime.
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Well, if you really want to... [he stretches, yawning, and trots over to the nearest transportation pad which somehow knows where to take him.]
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Where're you going?
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[slinks over to the nearest wall, shrinking down into the floor as best he can. he can see the bird fluttering about from a ways down.]
Oh, nowhere in particular...
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