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Dorothy "Ace" Gale McShane (timevigilante) wrote in mirage_rpg,

Ace fell silent once her questions were answered, not expecting the others to know much else, and really not sure what more to say. She could explore the planet later, maybe see if this place could provide her with some equipment to work on her bike. Hopefully this would be the end of required activities as well, and she could find a way out of here. Resort planets were nice enough, but she preferred Earth and its problems any day. She hadn't wanted to be here anyways, not that any of them had.

She finished off her sandwich, and waited for the bank to come up so they could head back, still keeping a cautious eye on the water around them. This was getting rather dull. The rapids at least gave her something to focus on, but in the calm water all she had to keep her occupied was sipping her drink, and watching the others.

"Legolas, what species are you?" She asked curiously, never mind that it might come off as a awkward question to be asking. He wasn't human, he was from some land she'd never heard of, she couldn't help but wonder. He seemed to be interested in watching everyone -- incredible eyesight -- nice hair, she wished she could get her own hair to lay straight like that. Her hair had become a curly mess, even worse then normal after getting splashed and air drying.