A proper laugh -- good. Bel grins back, wanting to pat her on the cheek but remembering in time that many galactics don't parse casual touch the way Beta Colony does.
"That's promising, at least. All right, Wanda. See you then!"
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The shift was long, but not difficult. Mess duty, laundry, cleaning, maintenance -- they were all vital functions to any group living in close quarters. Bel finished the job without complaint, and jogged easily up to the observation deck.
The first glimpse of that vast expanse of dark space took Bel's breath away. Few ships traveled with such wide areas open to the void, even under the protection of force fields. Stars, distant as pinpricks and laced with faint ribbons of dust, glittered through the shielding.
Another plus -- the dim lighting, all the better to see the starscape, made it easy to pick out the red coat some distance away.
:D!
"That's promising, at least. All right, Wanda. See you then!"
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The shift was long, but not difficult. Mess duty, laundry, cleaning, maintenance -- they were all vital functions to any group living in close quarters. Bel finished the job without complaint, and jogged easily up to the observation deck.
The first glimpse of that vast expanse of dark space took Bel's breath away. Few ships traveled with such wide areas open to the void, even under the protection of force fields. Stars, distant as pinpricks and laced with faint ribbons of dust, glittered through the shielding.
Another plus -- the dim lighting, all the better to see the starscape, made it easy to pick out the red coat some distance away.
"Wanda?"