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[serialskiller]

Messages will be answered when I'm done with this episode of my serial.

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[serialskiller]

Is there anyone who knows where you’ll be in case of an emergency?

[opheliac]

Aah-Ha! — Worried about me, now?

( a smirk over at it before raising her to feet; tucking the drone safely in her pocket. )

I can handle myself if that's what you're concerned about.

[serialskiller]

I know you can handle yourself. You're obviously very capable. I just want to make sure if there's a fire or something else going horribly wrong, someone will know where to look for you.

It obviously doesn't need to be me.

[opheliac]

I'd say what could wrong on this kooky ship buuuuut guess that's already been proven. — ... Yeah, I got someone.

[serialskiller]

Good. Alright. Anything else we need to say to one another?

[opheliac]

Nope! I'm swell if you are.

[serialskiller]

I don't think I've ever been 'swell' in my life.

[But hey, there's actual humor there!]

[opheliac]

Sounds like you need a party buddy.

( at least they're in speaking terms again. it's still not one of her favorite... whatever but hey, at least everyone else will be off her back and one less issue in her cruise life. )

[serialskiller]

I don't like parties.

[It has only been a guest at one so far. The one with gold stars and icebreaker questions.]

[opheliac]

Why not? It's the best place to let loose, go out of control, and be you. No restrictions, no rules, no reasons!!

[serialskiller]

I don't do 'out of control'. I need to be in control of myself. I'm a weapon--it's best if I don't become a loose cannon.

[opheliac]

Suit yourself but you're reaaallly missin' out! As a matter of fact, "loose cannon" was another nickname of mine back home.

[serialskiller]

That somehow doesn't surprise me.

[Murderbot stands and pushes in its chair.]

[opheliac]

What can I say? Wreckin' havoc is my favorite past time.

( with a hop and a skip, jinx pats rin on the back and does a twirl while heading out the door; her long braids following suit. )

Alright!! — I'll work on your drones, lickety split!

( in all grins, she salutes to it with her index and middle finger. )

'Till then, don't short-circuit...!