[That second one, mostly. The previous station had been claustrophobic for the dust storms, prickled small hairs at the back of her neck for the emptiness and the corpse laded underground. In comparison, 19 is-- simple. Clearly there's some kind of hive mind present, but she's officially playing that angle hands off. None of her goddamn business and they're not staying here long enough for her to decide to go digging.
Right?
Right.
So it's all eating snacks and drinking vending machine beers and trying to keep the cadets focused long enough to run PT a few times a day under the static crackle of the sky. Busy enough.]
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[That second one, mostly. The previous station had been claustrophobic for the dust storms, prickled small hairs at the back of her neck for the emptiness and the corpse laded underground. In comparison, 19 is-- simple. Clearly there's some kind of hive mind present, but she's officially playing that angle hands off. None of her goddamn business and they're not staying here long enough for her to decide to go digging.
Right?
Right.
So it's all eating snacks and drinking vending machine beers and trying to keep the cadets focused long enough to run PT a few times a day under the static crackle of the sky. Busy enough.]
Didn't think we were here to chit chat though.