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25.Feb.21, 02:30 AM
Lazerat had been back on land all of an hour. His father kept insisting he didn't need to continue going on the voyages and his time was better spent learning more of the bookkeeping but Lazerat always found an excuse to go. It was a special shipment, it was a route he hadn't gone one, the crew was short and he could help... anything to get out of what was starting to bore him. He thought he had loved the work his father did but Lazerat was now discovering it was his desire to be the dutiful son that was responsible that liked it.
He was lost in thought, wondering when he should finally give in and plunk his ass down at a desk and keep it there when a boulder came tumbling through the Hold and tried to knock him over. He took a couple of steps back before regaining his balance and noted that it wasn't a boulder but a very apologetic blonde man that seemed somewhat familiar.
He gave a bemused smile as the blonde's words sank in. "Do you greet people like it's a contact sport regularly? Do you tackle them to the ground when you really like or dislike them?" He couldn't decide which it would be. A tackling hug could knock them over but an angry shove as a greeting could work as well.
"Forgive me, I know we've met..." Lazerat trailed off as he remembered where and gave a bright smile. "The Hatching! You're one of my sister's friends and a brother to her boyfriend. But that was a hell of a night and a lot of names and faces. Starts with a Z, I think?" He rubbed at his chin as he tried to remember the not-quite-a-boulder's name.
He was lost in thought, wondering when he should finally give in and plunk his ass down at a desk and keep it there when a boulder came tumbling through the Hold and tried to knock him over. He took a couple of steps back before regaining his balance and noted that it wasn't a boulder but a very apologetic blonde man that seemed somewhat familiar.
He gave a bemused smile as the blonde's words sank in. "Do you greet people like it's a contact sport regularly? Do you tackle them to the ground when you really like or dislike them?" He couldn't decide which it would be. A tackling hug could knock them over but an angry shove as a greeting could work as well.
"Forgive me, I know we've met..." Lazerat trailed off as he remembered where and gave a bright smile. "The Hatching! You're one of my sister's friends and a brother to her boyfriend. But that was a hell of a night and a lot of names and faces. Starts with a Z, I think?" He rubbed at his chin as he tried to remember the not-quite-a-boulder's name.
