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[greentech]

[ Pidge is a bit distracted. She's been working her job and trying to figure out how to find things and the combination has been a bit exhausting. Especially since she's tiny and some of the aliens she's had to try and deal with have been much, much larger. Still, she's found time to get away and despite the note of exhaustion, there's something triumphant in her mental tone. ]

( Hey, I found out where they're keeping the prizes! They've got it on some sort of ship, way out in the system, behind one of the moons- )

[ And here everyone is treated to a mental image of a sprawling, edge-master looking ship that's been finished rose gold chrome. Sort of a contradiction. ]

( It's called "The Fair Heart" and apparently it used to be some kind of prison ship. "Sorrowful Death Hole" or something. Uh, either way, it's where they're keeping the prizes until later in the competition.

I think we should go out there and grab them. )

Comments

[sistershoggoth]

( What's the fuckin' point of entering the competition if we're just stealing the fuckin' thing. )

[greentech]

( Because we don't know for sure that we'll win? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Duh. So why bother. Why aren't we putting all our resources into a better plan. )

[greentech]

( I'm pretty sure we're trying to approach it from multiple angles. You know, redundancy. )

[sistershoggoth]

( Yeah. No shit. Who the fuck is in charge around here? )

[greentech]

( No one's really "in charge". Unless you count Cathaway and Prince. )

[ This is going to be a fun conversation. Pidge can tell. ]

[sistershoggoth]

( I don't, because they don't got fuckin' boots on the ground. So you guys just come up with your own shit, wasting time and resources because.... ? )

[greentech]

( Worked last time. )

[sistershoggoth]

( So just because you didn't fuck it up last time, you're not trying to do any better this time. How long have you assholes been like this? )

[greentech]

( You know what? This isn't gonna go anywhere. How about instead of getting on my back, you do something productive? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Bitch please. Actually stand up for your fuckin' shit, or don't be putting it directly into my motherfuckin' head. )

[greentech]

( Am I supposed to be impressed or something? I don't even know who you are. )

[sistershoggoth]

( Who gives a shit if you know who I am? I'm part of your fucking mission. )

[greentech]

( You're being a pain in the quiznak is what you're doing! )

[sistershoggoth]

( Then you got a dainty little quiznak and need to toughen the fuck up. Cuz I haven't even started. )

[greentech]

( Do you actually have anything helpful to add? )

[sistershoggoth]

( I'm glad you asked, Tiny Twat. I have a wealth of experience running all kinds of fuckin' paramilitary missions. I'm just fuckin' astonished by the lack of professionalism in this operation. )

[greentech]

( You're supposed to be professional? Could've fooled me. )

[sistershoggoth]

( Yeah. Raised soldier since birth. Shocker. )

[greentech]

( Well, that sounds terrible. )

[ The Garrison was tolerable (and she might've enjoyed it if she weren't trying to sneak around), but military life 24/7 sounds awful, as far as she's concerned. ]

[sistershoggoth]

( Yeah, well, that's the dealio when you got an alien raising an army to take over the planet. )

[greentech]

( You're not the only one who's had to fight alien empires. )

[sistershoggoth]

( Uh yeah, I fuckin' hope not. Way I killed that cunt was a one time deal. All I got left is my wealth of experience, no more pathos for me. )

[adamance]

( You are not the only leader among us with experience. I would advise you to suggest tactics rather than what you're choosing to do right now. )

[Lexa's mostly trying to put an end to a discussion where they could lose useful conversation time to trying to prove who is better at what.]

[sistershoggoth]

( Eat shit and die? )