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[ It's been four days since Hikaru woke up, and he's already itching for something to do. His mind is loud and open: this is a bored sixteen-year-old accustomed to the finest things life has to offer. ]
( This place is so dull. What are we supposed to do for fun here? And why aren't there any windows? There's no point in being on a space station if you can't see space. ) [ SIGH. ] ( How lame. )
[ A pause, coupled with a bit of prodding at various mental links. ]
( I can't tell which one of you is that little girl. So ... say something. )
( This place is so dull. What are we supposed to do for fun here? And why aren't there any windows? There's no point in being on a space station if you can't see space. ) [ SIGH. ] ( How lame. )
[ A pause, coupled with a bit of prodding at various mental links. ]
( I can't tell which one of you is that little girl. So ... say something. )
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