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[shatteredqueen]

[once again, Lucy appears on the Plane. she's lucid this time, thankfully, and carrying several shopping bags. because guess who isn't living under UNIT's thumb anymore? if you guessed Lucy, you would be correct! as it happens, however, she doesn't want to go back to her new 'home' quite yet]Honestly, for a ship that is supposedly bigger on the

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[prince_stupid]

Bigger on the inside? I will say this: I have never heard of such a thing before.

[shatteredqueen]

It isn't such a grand thing as some might make it out to be.

[prince_stupid]

No? I must take your word that this is true.

[shatteredqueen]

Mmm, yes. But you. Are you honestly a cat?

[prince_stupid]

Indeed, madame. I am Ragnar Gustaffson Coeur de Lion, three times Grand-Champion Norsk Skogatt, that is to say, Norwegian Forest Cat. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I'm sure.

[shatteredqueen]

Yes, quite charmed. I think.

[prince_stupid]

And what, if I may ask, are you called?

[shatteredqueen]

Lucy. Lucy Saxon, former First Lady of Britain.

[prince_stupid]

Indeed! Then it is my very great pleasure, Madame Saxon.