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15th Transmission

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[Awkward silence for a few moments.]

Anyone here know how to dispose of a corpse on this ship? Particularly one that is... falling apart...

((ooc: Yes, the fish that so traumatized Mikaela, and had taken up residence in Ironhide's bathtub... has passed on. He's not allowed pets.))

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... Hmn.

[He is skeptical of that answer.]

Then... a live child would be preferable, hmn?

Either is fine with me.

... You are a... strange human.

I am an elf and I prefer to think of myself as unique.

... A what?

An elf. You don't know what that is?

Would I have asked if I did?

I don't know. Would have you?

[Gleeeeeeeee.]

An elf is an elf. We are pointy-eared creatures.

No. I would not have asked.

...

Yeah, that is about as descriptive as it gets.

I have nothing else to compare it to. People are people, aren't they? It's easier for you to just call me a person.

Call you an organic, then.

That's right. I'm flesh and blood.

Lucky you.

[Sarcasm is strong with this one.]

[It's a bit lost on her. Hard to insult someone who doesn't understand the meaning of insults.]

I know. I enjoy it _very much.

... You have some glitch in your processor, or are you always like this?

I don't know what you're talking about. There's nothing wrong with me.

... Is too.

What makes you think that?

Because. You are not... acting... within any displayed norm.

And what is this "displayed norm" you're talking of?

... Disliking the corpses of their spawn.

I didn't know people didn't like that.

[Except she does.]

Now you do. Quit it.

I don't need to.

Do too.

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