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[gotgreenmagic]

Boohoohoo, we went to a world run by the Master and what the heck d'you know, it turns out he's kind of a jerk.  I can't move, I'm just so completely paralyzed by shock.

Whatever.  That was the most fun I've had in months.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

I see you aren't off your game. Where the hell were you during port anyway?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Freelancing. Where were you, Doc?

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Enjoying the high life of a political prisoner. I swear if I hear Prefect and his damned 'good morning, comrade' one more time I'm going to willfully forget my oath.

Didn't get hurt, did you?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Not a scratch. Unlike some jackass spaceship captains I could mention. I had faceless disposable henchmen around for the whole 'getting hurt' bit. How about you?

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Sounds a lot like your glamorous life back home. Just a few bumps and scrapes, that and a damned headache from all this. 'still trying to figure out how the hell all this happened in the first place.

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Yeah, because seeking a logical explanation of anything that happens around here isn't a straight road to a major migraine. I'd give it up if I were you, Doc.

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Call it the bad habit of trying to find sense in the senseless. Between the Barge and the Master it's a needle in a haystack.

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

And here I was, thinking it was your guy with the ears who was all about logic.

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

There's a difference between logic and common sense- or following the rules of reality for god's sake. Sometimes I wonder how the hobgoblin manages.

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna guess 'suspension of disbelief from a very great height'. Or functional alcoholism.

...

You know there's a garden thing on deck now? Like, a little patch of arable land out of nowhere. And a greenhouse.

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Either those or selective processing of information. Denial, for us mere humans.

...a greenhouse? When the hell did that get there?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

I guess the Admiral just magicked it into existence like everything else here. Maybe somebody asked nicely. I have no idea. Wasn't here when the Barge decided to try to merge with Masterland, is all I know.

...I hope they asked for some lamps or something too, because the local environment isn't all that big on sunlight.

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

What, is this supposed to be some apology for the port? They were talking about something like it at the warden meeting, maybe the Admiral got off his ass and made it happen.

Hell, it's worth a look. You busy in an hour?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

No immediate plans at this end. See you then, Doc.