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... Why Shadow? Why? *Stops massaging her and rests his forehead on Jade's head.*
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Huh, sounds interesting. *Smiles and kisses her cheek.* Why don't you just relax?
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*Mouth.* You didn't find sh*t, so *Sticks out tongue.* So, Krys, hows work going? *Keeps massaging.*
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*Smiles at Shadow.* *Mouthing.* Found her weakness.
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Who said we were starting anything? *Smiles and then starts massaging her shoulders again.*
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*Opens the door and walks in on Jade.* Hai! Fixed the chair!
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And you get to say this how? You're two f*cking years old, you're not even a TRIBBLE and I've heard worse stuff outta your mouth than my uncle! *Rolls his eyes as he reaches the door.*
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... It's not corrupting... *Grumbles something then heads for the Ready Room.*
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Definitely show the older ones the middle finger. They'll probably have gotten that gesture multiple times if they take after me... *Grumbles something as he sits in the chair again, testing it out.* Ah ha! Did it! *Smiles.*
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*Gets a shot of a middle finger.* Don't care. Doing something nice for my wife is not something to be ashamed of, Shadow. Though, being the immature, one to two year old wolf clone that you are, you most likely won't be able to experience that feeling. *Continues trying to deduce the problem.*
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*Starts experimenting with different things to see if it helps. Slightly wonders what the crew thinks of his antics.*
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*Starts trying to identify where the squeak was.*
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*Nods, then sits in the chair.*
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Oil? *Looks at the chair as if it's an insolent child.*
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*Frowns.* I keep telling you, I could probably make it just like the old one...
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*Starts working even harder at the PADD.* I knew something bad would happen. Glad I started working on a Necrotic virus...
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*Starts messing with something on a PADD.*
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*Looks at Jade.* What do we do now?
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... Welp... this is gonna get interesting.
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Lissan: Well... I guess we can just find some sort of vegetation to relax under... *She forwns.* Lissan: And be unproductive louts.
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Lissan: Can't go hunting... gatherings out. Wanna build housing?
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Lissan: Well... any ideas?
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Lissan: Depends on what's available. *She walks out, and then starts looking around for work.*
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Lissan: Good... *She checks the time.* Lissan: Oh, it's time to work.
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Lissan: 'Kay, now we do the next three sets. *She starts showing Clara how to do them.*
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Lissan, not particularly interested: Any idea where? *She nods at Clara's success, then decides to have her do it twice more to make sure.*
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Lissan: Inability and preference for my own species. Not many available Andorian males after the war... You? *She has her do it again, getting more nitpicky.*
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Lissan: No. *She has Clara go through them again, correcting the mistakes as they show up.*
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Lissan: Now, do it yourself and I'll correct you.
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Lissan: Now, copy me. *She moves throw a series of forms, waiting for Clara to copy her on each one.*