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>Explore some Iris

"Hey, Iris."

She looks up from the controls "What's up?"

You see through the window the complete absence of grounding. No buildings, no planet, no horizon, no nothing. Just stars, glittering in the distance. "I was just thinking..." You kinda lose your thought for a moment, and grasp for something to say, something that pings in the back of your mind. "You know, you said we were in a band, with..."

"Astrid," she supplies, sipping at her drink.

"Yeah, Astrid. And you said I played drums. But I didn't see a drum kit in the apartment."

She nods and her attention returns to navigation. "This kinda chafes against the whole, 'not telling you about the past' thing, but magic can resolve that kinda thing. Sometimes." She fiddles with the controls for a moment, and in the reflection of the glass you can catch her smirk. "You weren't really any good, but I suppose in a punk band, it doesn't matter too much. And it's not like we were much better, anyway. It was mostly a thing we did just for the experience of doing it. And so Astrid would shut the hell up."

You take a drink of your strange beverage, mulling over the information. Doing stuff just for doing it... maybe Pluto was a little more... something than you assumed.

//i'll try to get that working next time. it's very late right now ;-.-

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