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[thefuckup]

[The contents of TJ's pack have been dumped onto his bed, and the shot lingers on them for a moment, before he turns the communicator to himself, sitting on the bed, looking SO UNIMPRESSED.]

Look, I don't do camping or-- or spelunking, or whatever this shit's for. And I don't even have a warden, so can I just... stay here? Hey, someone can even leave me a warden key so I can get into the bar. [Because THAT is how prison works, TJ.]

I promise I won't tear the ship up while you all are having the time of your lives in wherever-the-fuck.

[OOC: AND ON THAT NOTE, I'm going back in time and doing TJ's old tags after a quick Wichita post. Feel free to not-respond to anything if you think too much time has passed, or poke me to handwave.]

Comments

[maced_eggs]

You're staying on the ship, TJ?

They let you stay on the ship?

[thefuckup]

I don't know-- do they? Because this is bullshit.

[maced_eggs]

Dunno. This is my first port.

[thefuckup]

Great. I thought ports were supposed to take us to civilization. [ Not... whatever this is supposed to prepare them for. HE'S QUITE CERTAIN YOU DON'T NEED ANY OF THIS GEAR IN A CITY. ]

[maced_eggs]

Be nice, wouldn't it? Bit of shore leave.