[Written/Action open to Sinewave and Triton's Mistress ]

[crackpotcrocker]

Interesting how it's already just over a month since I, Mr. Denzel Crocker! Have arrived at this 'place'. A place which acts like a vortex but that's besides the point!

I have to admit I do miss the glow of a computer screen as technology here is at least a century behind leaving only the bare necessities of primitive tooling... but I can last... I think.
It’s strange not waking up with an alarm clock or having my usual cups of coffee and not teaching. As much as I despise those children... But aftre thirteen years of the same routine and yet somehow my life is still being ruled by a woman.

Oh, well. At least she lets me 'tinker' around as I please. No more needing to hide my lab beneath the school And there’s magic here! Wishing magic! But I have yet to learn the extent of its power compared to those – FAIRIES from home.

I can’t say I miss home exactly - Outside of more modern technology and her. Even here I think about her perhaps I’m doomed to hopelessly love her forever. Our captain wants to be my friend and that’s more than I could ever ask for...

At least so far outside of missing crewmates and a shipment, life has been rather quiet. For now...

Can’t say I’m exactly 'thrilled' with being pulled into battle. I hope I live another year. I may just have to learn how to use a weapon.

[Private to Marco]

It's been awhile since we've last spoken.

^{(Strikes visible.)}

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[voice]

[crackpotcrocker]

Maybe I should - what?


Yes, suppose what they say is true. You can't teach an old dog new tricks.

[Grumble grumble. Though the saying isn't that true it can happen... In time.]

[voice]

[maskedtyrant]

--Stop complaining, that's what.

[...Nice save? Maybe?]

[voice]

[crackpotcrocker]

Oh, she's good.

[voice]

[maskedtyrant]

And don't ever forget it!