The deck, Friday afternoon

[intotheout]

Tip was feeling restless and cooped up, and she wasn't about to go back up to the roof of the dorms any time soon -- thanks for that, Peridot -- so she headed out onto the deck, instead, bringing her notebook and pencil with her so she could practice drawing comics to send back to J.Lo

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[rebelseekspizza]

"Hey," Dante called, stepping out onto the deck. "Look who's bored this time."

... okay, the answer was also him, but whatever.

[intotheout]

"Bored," Tip agreed. "Frustrated. I knew being in space could be boring, but I thought it was only the big empty parts between planets."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yeah, at least Baltimore has dance clubs," Dante sighed, even if that probably wasn't what she was talking about. "What're you drawing?"

Not that he was desperate for a distraction, or anything like that.

[intotheout]

Tip looked down at her page and sighed. "A flying vampire jellyfish. I guess." She shook her head. "J.Lo's people tell all their stories in comics, so I was trying to practice for my letters home to him." She tossed the notebook aside with a huff. "Turns out I'm a terrible artist."