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Wednesday, May 21st, 2008
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9:53a - my heart
Who: Farah and Open
What: Farah is in a little daze about the love letter
Where: Desk in tech room
When: 15:40
Warnings: none
Summary: ….
Chewing her lip and looking back at that love note Farah sighed. She wasn’t getting much work done was she? Unfortunately she couldn’t stop herself wondering who had sent such a lovely thing to her. She had briefly thought it to be a prank by someone. But no one was that cruel on this ship. She was sure of it.
Sighing she wrinkled her nose as she tried to guess who it was. She’d end up getting so obsessed and somehow trying to find DNA or finger prints off of it. She could just ask people she figured. But it had been unsigned. Like someone was scared or ashamed to feel that way. Resting her chin on to her hand she let out a long sigh.
Who were you mystery admirer?
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10:03a - dinner! dinner!
Who: Zip/Eddie and Open
What: Dinner time!
Where: Kitchen/Dinning room
When: 17:25
Warnings: possible language
Summary: ….
Grabbing a bowl off of Eddie, Zip set out the long table with food that looked white and would taste fairly bland but he had his secret little bottles of flavour. Again. It was pasta. He was getting so sick of pasta! What he wouldn’t give for fresh vegetables and a fresh risen loaf with a huge slab of real butter. Not the pathetic imitation crap. And milk! What he wouldn’t give for real milk. Powdered chemical weird white stuff was all they could use for cups of tea and coffee. Everything was basically powder that he had to try and cook with!
He’d tried to do something nice again though by using another cake mix and throwing some dehydrated fruit in to it. So it was a fairly nice fruit cake.
Drinks were a-plenty on one end of the table. The alcohol supply had cost almost as much as the fuel and water supplies! Okay, perhaps an exaggeration. But near enough.
“Right, time to ring the bell!” He declared walking over to the ship wide intercom. He pressed a finger to it and took out a little bell and rang it. He’d been serious about the bell then. People had wondered if he may have used a gong.
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