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[clockworkrepeat]

Life aboard Stacy isn't necessarily bad, she supposes. There are less threats here-- so far-- than in her home world. She can't find witches despite searching for them. And most everyone is friendly, kind, strong; she's yet to meet anyone less than pleasant to deal with. So she feels a lot more hopeful than she might have at home. Circumstances are

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[magicgunworks]

Ah, mealtimes. Mami has since gotten used to the bland, tasteless slop provided for them, but that didn't necessarily mean she liked it. Normally she'd take it to the Sensoriums, most likely indulging in her not-so-secret sweet tooth, but not today. With the recent influx of newbies, Mami thought it would be a good idea to be social for once, maybe keep an eye out for any familiar faces she might have missed...

Seeing none, she decided to head towards a familiar face she had already run into. Setting her tray down on the table, she takes a seat directly across from Homura.

"Having any trouble settling in?"

[potentialmagica]

Even clumsy pink-haired girls with bad self-esteem need to eat, and since Madoka had already been trailing after Mami from afar, she decided to load up a tray herself. It's with a great deal of hesitation, though, that she approaches the table that Mami chose; she can see Homura sitting there, too. Not knowing how things now stood between the two rivals, Madoka's nervous about stepping into what may become an unpleasant situation.

[swordstabmagica]

And there's Sayaka, following after Madoka and Mami. Though she really didn't like the thought of eating the slop as, well, slop, it was pretty much the only option they really had at the moment, since Mami wanted to actually talk to people around here.

Though, when she went to sit down, well... Sayaka wasn't really happy about that, and frowned as she followed the other two girls.

[clockworkrepeat]

"No. The ship being alive is the only part of it that troubles me." Homura speaks to Mami quietly, not quite glad to see her but not unhappy either.

But then Madoka approaches and Homura's expression very nearly softens. "How long did it take you to get used to that." She asks Mami, eyes on Madoka. She notices when Sayaka sits, nods as acknowledgement at the other girl before turning her attention back to her friend.