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Feb. 11th, 2012 03:51 pmEnzo comes stomping grimly into his dorm room and marches straight over to the window that is his storage locker. "Something's wrong in Milliways," he announces. "In a few nanos I'm going to have been there for a while, so I might need reminding what the homework is." Caret nods solemnly.
"Wrong?" asks the wide-eyed Quincy. "What do you mean, wrong? Like a system error? Or a... what did you call them? Natural disasters."
"Don't know. There's been accidents and explosions and I don't know what else, and the sky's turned red. User skies don't do that." He hangs his wooden practice sword from his belt, replaces one bracer with his grappling gauntlet, dumps a bunch of snack food into a carrier bag. Checks his stunner and forcefield unit. Considers for a moment, then straps his guitar onto his back.
"Now I need some quiet," he says, and opens an intersystem vidwindow.
"Wrong?" asks the wide-eyed Quincy. "What do you mean, wrong? Like a system error? Or a... what did you call them? Natural disasters."
"Don't know. There's been accidents and explosions and I don't know what else, and the sky's turned red. User skies don't do that." He hangs his wooden practice sword from his belt, replaces one bracer with his grappling gauntlet, dumps a bunch of snack food into a carrier bag. Checks his stunner and forcefield unit. Considers for a moment, then straps his guitar onto his back.
"Now I need some quiet," he says, and opens an intersystem vidwindow.
