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[creatio]

so, i can't be the only one wondering where our stuff is, right? because i don't know about you guys but i don't usually use a jumpsuit as pajamas, even if i'm taking an impromptu space nap. and even though i'm trying super hard not to think about someone playing nasa barbie while i was unconscious, i can't help but want to know what they've done with everything else.

( Her stele is the thing she's most eager to get back, if she's honest. But she'd take her knife too. Hell, even her actual underwear. )

has anyone come across a closet? or like, a sinister collection of momentos.

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[creatio]

yeah.
the earth where we don't live in space, anyway. i'm pretty sure everyone i've talked to is from some weird variant.

( She's read enough comic books, she knows how this goes. )

what about you? where are you from?

[spinals]

a moon called l-21
but no one here has ever heard of it

[creatio]

yeah, i haven't either. sorry.
but that's cool. you must be used to the space stuff then?

[spinals]

yeah, i guess i am
my dad works in transport and i've been travelling a lot lately

[creatio]

that's pretty cool.
unless it isn't and you're like, used to space.

[spinals]

i kind of am

[creatio]

have you been to a place like this before?
does this happen often?

[spinals]

i've never woken up on an abandoned space station with no memory of getting there before, so that doesn't happen often
at least i hope that it doesn't

but i've been to space stations before

[creatio]

and i take it they're usually not completely abandoned when you get there?

[spinals]

no, i've never seen anything like this

[creatio]

i'm sure we'll figure it out. there's a lot of us. powers combined, right?