#WANDERINGGUEST. ( roberta draper. )

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@wanderingguest bobbie gets a starter from chrisjen.

            “I -- find myself at a loss.”  The confession was quiet, dark eyes turning up to study the features of the tall Martian that had, somehow, become so near and dear over the last few -- days.  Weeks.  Time blurred, and sped up and dilated in funny ways under pressure.   “To find the words to thank you, for all that you have done for Ear--  “  Lips compress, and her expression softens slightly at the edges.  “For me.  I ... rarely find myself so quickly indebted to others.  I do my best to avoid it, in fact.  And yet.  Here we are.”  Once again, in the med bay of the Rocinante, the auto doc running yet another scan to confirm that she had managed to escape, not just with her life, but intact.  “Thank you, Bobbie.”

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@wanderingguest alex gets a starter from bobbie!

             “So, what are you waiting for, Marine?”  A towel is slung through the air towards him, a low smirk tugging at Bobbie’s lips as she stands, clearly expectantly.  “I think we’ve been slacking long enough, don’t you?  We can start in ship, half G - work our way up as we go, yeah?  Better something to do than sit around on our asses all day.”