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[Lokisaurus]

CAPT. AMELIA

FEMALE — WANDERER — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #896847; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Oh, how Amelia missed flying.  She missed her ship, she missed her crew, she missed the gut-wrenching feeling of going a knot too fast and crashing into some poor city's port at some God-forsaken hour of the night.  She missed a lot come to think of it, and that was not at all the feeling a captain should have if she were planning to make an entirely new ship and crew, now was it? 

No, not at all.

So, accompanied by her own four paws and beautiful new top-coat (freshly stitched, oh, how wonderful new clothes felt!), the self-dubbed Captain Amelia Smollett, Serval Sailor of the Stars, stepped deliberately over the border of the Ascendants' territory line and sat down.  Unable to wrap her tail around herself, Amelia settled to raise her paw to her face to inspect her claws.

How long would it take for some bumbling star child and their shiny meteorite necklaces to approach her?  Perhaps she would count for fun.

#psychosocial.