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Tell me you haven't touched those stupid crates.

Of course I haven't. I know better than to go around touching things that aren't mine, especially in a new place. I wish I could say the same for my new crew...

Thank god someone's sensible. My own crew is the same-- I mean, it's not that difficult, is it, to think perhaps I oughtn't touch a mysterious crate because my hand might blow off, but here we both are.

I don't really know anyone on my ship, not yet, but you would think some of them would have some kind of common sense. I understand all of them have been here longer than I have but surely something should tell them that we shouldn't go around poking things that appear randomly on the ships? It can't just be us.

Apparently it is! Apparently we're the only two who have an ounce of self-preservation-- and honestly, I'd leave them to it, except god forbid they blow up the stupid ship and we're all sucked out into space.

Maybe that's why we're here - to stop the entire world from exploding from the inside out. A little common sense does seem to go a long way. I'd like to think that I could prevent any explosions. I don't think I'd enjoy being sucked into space all that much, not even with a bit of magic to help me.

I don't even know what spell I'd use. Some sort of Bubble-Head Charm, I suppose.

[He exhales irritably on his side, and adds:]

What's your crew like, anyway, do you know anything about them beyond vaguely nic and too inquisitive?

That would give us air, I suppose, but I'm sure the space atmosphere would have something to say about the rest of our bodies.

[ At least she can empathise with Remus; it warms her from the inside out. ]

I've only spoken to two of them, really, and they seem quite nice and friendly. It's not home but I can make it work.

That's good. I've found them most of the people here nice, to be honest-- friendly and more than willing to put up with personal issues. They're all very . . . accepting of the werewolf issue, too. Which I was surprised at.

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Well, that's because there's nothing wrong with being a werewolf. I can't imagine why they wouldn't accept you at all - it seems silly, really, when we're all in space and there are a dozen or so other things to be concerned about.

One of them admittedly being a bloodthirsty wolf who comes round once a month, but. Yes, agreed.

Not anymore. I told you, we have a potion for that.

One we haven't yet managed to replicate.

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And until then I'll sit on you as a lion.

My favorite lion. If you're up to it, by the way-- can I see you transform when I'm not changed? It's a bit blurry, Moony's memory.

Of course you can! You can see her anytime you like. She doesn't have an awesome nickname, but I don't mind transforming for you.

[So there's this guy on the Vanquish. When he's actually on the Vanquish, which throughout February has mostly just been to sleep and occasionally cook things. Dark hair, fairly obvious bare-metal prosthetic leg, not too chatty. There's this guy who has been In A Hurry To Be Somewhere every time Hermione has been around.

There's this guy who's realized, maybe, that feeling intensely awkward and weirdly intimidated about meeting a fictional BAMF is no reason not to at least treat them like a person, and that he's been basically avoiding someone he's going to be enclosed in a spaceship with for the forseeable future. There's this guy who's been so aware of his complete lack of chill that he's kind of been a jerk.

There's a guy who brought a fancy bottled lemonade and a packet of shortbreads back from the station on his last supply run before they take off again, and who has left the bag with both in front of Hermione's door with a note.]

Hello neighbour!

Sorry I haven't actually said hello yet. Apparently my spaceship manners need work. (Leaving it to Clay and the rest to make new people feel welcome - double rude, right? Sorry.)

Anyway, it's good to have you on board. Looking forward to talking with you sometime.

- Eugene Woods
(The Kitchen Guy)

Hi, Eugene.

It's really nothing to worry about, we've all been a little busy (and I've been trying to learn my way around without ending up shooting out into space, which is, thankfully, easier than it sounds). Clay has been lovely, as has the rest of the crew, and I don't think you have anything to worry about.

The gifts are really lovely and the shortbread is amazing! You should come and share it with me before it's all gone.

- Hermione.

Hey, Hermione. It's Nightingale. Can I ask a couple questions about your magic?

Hi there, Nightingale! Of course you can, ask away.

First of all, are you capable of using it here? I know some people have lost the equipment they need to use it.

I haven't had any problems with it yet? The people in my world, witches and wizards, tend to use wands to cast their spells. I learned how to cast spells without a wand when I was in school and I worked hard on getting better at it in the Drabwurld.

That's good. Still don't understand how it's wands that are so important, but that's beside the point. Can you enchant snow so that it doesn't melt?

Think of them like a tool to direct our magic. When you're first learning it's hard and so wands help you with casting and make things easier, because you can use the movements with the spells and they can be used as something personal to help direct what you're doing. When you're better with magic you don't have to rely on it so much, but wands are still important and a part of us. They choose the wizard, after all.

I imagine you could enchant it, if you wanted to, but I've never tried. Is that a problem you're having?

Wands choose? Is that a metaphor for something? It's not a problem I'm having just yet, but it will be soon. I had a guy make the snow and enchant it to not melt for a while, but he'll have to come by and periodically redo the enchantment. The problem with that is, he's scared of foxes, and the snow is for a fox park. So, I'm trying to find someone else who can.

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