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[vance_prime]

Work on restoring the Borealis continues apace. If all goes well, they'll be ready to teleport out within the week.

Of course, not everything goes according to plan. Alyx hadn't anticipated Shephard's pet houndeye going into heat, for instance. But Alyx refuses to make that her problem. Shephard can deal--no, Shephard will deal with it. Alyx is going to take a break.

Thus, we find a pregnant Resistance leader stretched out across the couch, munching on a bag of Doritos and reading a book on childrearing.

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Comments

[braveomaticaya]

"A version of it, yes. It is popular with the others of my age in the tribe," he says. "The girls are surprisingly good at it, too."

[vance_prime]

"Huh. I'm hoping you don't have the human sacrifice aspect?" A beat. "Or Na'vi sacrifice, whichever."

[braveomaticaya]

"No, no," he assures quickly. "It is just a game. Nothing real is at stake, except perhaps a bet or two. Something of little value, usually."

The same as with adolescent humans on earth, really. Or...well, what had been Alyx's earth before.

[vance_prime]

"Well, go easy on Shephard, okay? I don't need him laid up with a broken leg or something."

She's joking. Mostly.

[braveomaticaya]

He considers her for a moment. "I will not harm him."

[vance_prime]

"Good to know."

A beat, then: "So... how long have you been coming to Milliways?"

[braveomaticaya]

"Perhaps three months? Not long, but time on Pandora is measured differently than on Earth," he explains. Going into it would take time, and so he really just leaves it at that for now. "I think it would be longer from this side of the door. And you?"

[vance_prime]

"Right around eight months, in my world," says Alyx. "Here it's... I have no idea, actually."