21st April 2025, 1:52 PM
(haha omg yeah i love ss13, i play goonstation morty mostly, i dont play often since the rounds are long. im not too immersed in the community of goonstation so if you make references to stuff that is related to something someone did in a round in like 2011 i probably wont know what your referencing. i'm still gonna be playing like i dont know anything so i wont do any meta gaming dw. also i dont know where the HoP is on any map so my outside knowledge will not be helping me here LMAO)
Bea clenches her jaw in frustration.
'Damn kid had to run off leaving me to find my own way. I have half a mind to throttle that son of a *****.' She takes a deep breath
'Ok calm the hell down Beatrix, the kid probably didn't think about it he just wants answers like you do.' She massages the back of her neck trying to relax.
Bea surveys her options, she knows she's going to have to ask for help seeing as navigating the ship by herself would be a nightmare. She figures that she would rather have someone to walk her to her destination. Although she wouldn't want to admit it she could really use some company at the moment. Waking up and not knowing anything would shake anybody up.
After thinking for a moment she determines that the chefs are busy, it's rude to ask someone to drop what they are doing to help you so that marks the rest of the people in the cafeteria and the people in the bar off the list. She takes a few steps back to the gardening room and looks back at the previously sooty person. In her infinite wisdom she deems that if he's got enough time to worry about appearances for some random woman he's never seen before then he should have enough time to walk her to the HoP.
She saddles up to the window desk and knocks on the glass hoping to get any of the gardener's attentions.
(cant help but smile reading the story and recognizing a bunch of elements haha, its still pretty creative. the map is a nice touch!)
Bea clenches her jaw in frustration.
'Damn kid had to run off leaving me to find my own way. I have half a mind to throttle that son of a *****.' She takes a deep breath
'Ok calm the hell down Beatrix, the kid probably didn't think about it he just wants answers like you do.' She massages the back of her neck trying to relax.
Bea surveys her options, she knows she's going to have to ask for help seeing as navigating the ship by herself would be a nightmare. She figures that she would rather have someone to walk her to her destination. Although she wouldn't want to admit it she could really use some company at the moment. Waking up and not knowing anything would shake anybody up.
After thinking for a moment she determines that the chefs are busy, it's rude to ask someone to drop what they are doing to help you so that marks the rest of the people in the cafeteria and the people in the bar off the list. She takes a few steps back to the gardening room and looks back at the previously sooty person. In her infinite wisdom she deems that if he's got enough time to worry about appearances for some random woman he's never seen before then he should have enough time to walk her to the HoP.
She saddles up to the window desk and knocks on the glass hoping to get any of the gardener's attentions.
(cant help but smile reading the story and recognizing a bunch of elements haha, its still pretty creative. the map is a nice touch!)
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