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[fuchsiative]

[ if someone told clarice she'd be reaching out to the rest of her cohort almost the instant she finds her footing on the station, she'd have laughed in their face. frankly, she would have preferred to keep her head down, stay out of the way until she was needed.

but some things were necessary, and dealing with a whole set of people whose backgrounds and experiences she had no clue about necessitated some information-gathering.

reaching out anonymously seemed like a good compromise. ]

mutant

[ she's here for one reason, and one reason only. making a list of those she had to steer clear from is only going to help her achieve her goal in the long run. ]

what does that word mean to you?

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[fuchsiative]

...it's Clarice.

My name.

[spacedisaster]

It's nice to meet you, Clarice.

Thanks for sharing.

[fuchsiative]

[ she could say something cheesy here like, thanks for making me want to share but she's already said way too much as it is. ]

I'll see you around, Peter.

[spacedisaster]

[ Being given a name is more than he expected, so that is good enough. ]

Likewise, Clarice. Take care.