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technogalen (technogalen) wrote in silverage,

Galen had slipped out a little after sunrise to collect the day's newspapers before the World's Fair filled with tourists. He had taken to a comfortable chair in the small lounge to peruse them after breakfast. On the wall across the room from him a flat monitor displayed the morning news with the volume kept down to a comfortable mutter.

The internal sensors of his ship told him that his unusual guest was up and about. He folded his paper and placed it on the stack of the others and looked up at the hatchway.

"Well, well. You seem to be in much better shape then when I first saw you. Tea or coffee from the dispenser and make yourself at home. We have newspapers or the local television news program. Or, I believe you had some questions for me?"