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[tatty_bye]

A new Admiral? I, for one, approve of the change. [He says this but his heart just doesn't sound like it's in it.] I wait with baited breath to see where it is we shall land.

[Private to Merlin]

It seemed prudent to ascertain whether you were still on the ship.

(ooc: So after the snow globe incident, Reaver has been holed up in his room, predominantly. He hasn't attended shifts in the kitchen, he hasn't talked to anyone, he hasn't even looked at the network.)

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Private

[tatty_bye]

I don't know.

Private

[takeyouapart]

[And he's not going to add any more to this, because he figures the question of why Reaver hasn't graduated yet has been pretty eloquently answered here and he can reach that conclusion himself.]

Private

[tatty_bye]

...Are we going in to port?

Private

[takeyouapart]

I was going to. Do you want to?

Private

[tatty_bye]

And the alternative would be what? [A scoff] If swimsuits are involved, then so too must be sunshine, scantily clad wait services, and excessive decadence.

I, for one, have earned a holiday, I should think. I don't know about you, but I am going to let my hair down, perhaps find some saucy, well-fed young maiden to nibble upon, and drink and/or copulate myself into a coma.

You're welcome to tag along.

Private

[takeyouapart]

You're only saying that because you know I'm gong to say no.

Private

[tatty_bye]

So pessimistic. It hasn't occurred to you that I might invite you because I want you to say 'yes'?

Private

[takeyouapart]

Yeah, but I prefer my version.

Don't hurt anyone. I'm searching you on your way back onto the ship.