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It's possible that the Cooper household has seen more bizarre processions than the one currently descending from on high upon it. But it's pretty damn unlikely.
For one thing, we have the girl with the wings made of light and the tentacles made of light and the face made of tired relief that she might actually be able to land now and stop lugging around this stranger and his deep-sea lovechild. Which by amazing co-incidence brings us to Gabriel, the aforesaid stranger (though not quite as strange as her), who is somewhat distracted by the determined snuggles of a wee baby krakenling who woke up some time ago and felt the need to make his presence known. Flying a little way below them, suspended from a wearily humming jetpack, is Steve the Genius, who finds this whole picture somewhat amusing.
So, look out. Here they come.
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Flatly: "Val, there's a ship in the field. Is there something you should be telling us about this place?"
For one thing, we have the girl with the wings made of light and the tentacles made of light and the face made of tired relief that she might actually be able to land now and stop lugging around this stranger and his deep-sea lovechild. Which by amazing co-incidence brings us to Gabriel, the aforesaid stranger (though not quite as strange as her), who is somewhat distracted by the determined snuggles of a wee baby krakenling who woke up some time ago and felt the need to make his presence known. Flying a little way below them, suspended from a wearily humming jetpack, is Steve the Genius, who finds this whole picture somewhat amusing.
So, look out. Here they come.
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Flatly: "Val, there's a ship in the field. Is there something you should be telling us about this place?"