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In mess hall, the only things you can usually find on the tables are slop, elbows, and assorted small portable items.
Now, Martine is not slop - though she does have elbows, and quite a few people could probably carry her around without too much trouble. Despite that, she's still not what you'd expect to find lying on top of one of the tables.
But there she is, half curled on her side with a hand under her head, doing...nothing.
That wouldn't be remarkable at all, if it weren't her, if she wasn't always doing something. That's why she's chosen here to do her nothing at all, since mess hall has been mostly deserted since news spread about the Sensorium. She doesn't want to be remarked upon.
Because there's nothing odd about a girl on a table, really, if you think about it.
Now, Martine is not slop - though she does have elbows, and quite a few people could probably carry her around without too much trouble. Despite that, she's still not what you'd expect to find lying on top of one of the tables.
But there she is, half curled on her side with a hand under her head, doing...nothing.
That wouldn't be remarkable at all, if it weren't her, if she wasn't always doing something. That's why she's chosen here to do her nothing at all, since mess hall has been mostly deserted since news spread about the Sensorium. She doesn't want to be remarked upon.
Because there's nothing odd about a girl on a table, really, if you think about it.