Zane's Journal: 4

Jan 30, 2011 08:38

Guess having Sanctus fuck the ragdoll worked, because, well, we're in a new place again.
It's a starship. It's nice enough, I guess, but cramped. And the outfits are rather unattractive. Reminds me too much of needle. Frank has been hanging out in Ted's belt pouch, because there's no smoking allowed on board.
They don't serve alcohol, either, which I could really use about now.

Silko didn't make it through the jump with us. Apparently he's probably in some other universe now. I didn't know that was possible, but I should have realized. It's... I'm sure Silko is fine; he's probably the most able to protect himself out of anyone in the group. I just wish it hadn't been him that disappeared. I could talk to him more than anyone else in this group.

Apparently our flashy entrance means this ship is now off course or something. The captain seems like a nice enough sort, so we're actively helping them try to get back on course. Although personally I think that some people are a little too open about what we can do. That's their call, though.

Quinn's kitten and Rufus' dog have been acting really strangely ever since we got here. The cat hisses whenever I get close, and Bounder acts like he wants to bite me. It's fucking depressing.

Anyway, the captain is sending us down to some planet to see if there's anything useful on it. At least it's a chance to breath non-recycled air again.
I guess that's about it.
Fuck I'm tired.

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