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Aeryn is sitting in a booth. She is wearing the same old leather gear, but it looks comfortably rumpled. For once, she isn't doing anything. She isn't drinking or messing around with strange mechanical objects. She's just leaning back, a contented smile on her face. If someone were to get close enough, they might hear her humming a tune, but no, that's crazy talk.She couldn't be that happy. But sure enough, there is a smile on her face.

Has someone slipped her a good mood pill?

The chances of her killing you today are a million to one, come and chat.

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"Nothing. But I'm sure some people know what you mean."

"Still bound?"

"Yeah, mostly from my world. I can fly, I have super-strength, and I get constantly bugged by gods." She rolls her eyes. "Annoying."

"Yeah, still Bound. So far, anyway. I'm working on it."

"Must be useful." She grinned.

"I seem to manage without any powers. Somehow."

"Are you - human?" Cassie blinks. "Only you said something before that seemed to imply you're not, and you don't look too alien."

"Sebacean." She didn't expect Cassie to know what that was, but she didn't know how else to say it.

"Like an advanced human." It didn't leave such a bitter taste in her mouth to compare herself to a human anymore. She made a habit of getting in to deep where humans were concerned.

"Yeah? Cool." Cassie's not sure she likes the idea of an advanced human, but, hell, she's probably one herself, technically, and Aeryn seems nice. "Where are you from, then?"

"I was born on a command carrier." Since she'd arrived in Milliways, Aeryn had lost count of the amount of times she'd had to say this.

She figured she might as well get the worst over with.

"Into service as a soldier in the Peacekeeper forces."

"Oh, well, is that bad?" Cassie shrugs. It doesn't mean much to her.

"Depends on your opinion. People around here seem to be shocked by it, but I was the one who was trained as a soldier from the first solar day of my life."

"Well, it can't have been fun, but that doesn't really make it a bad thing, does it? I mean, it could be worse." Cassie feels momentarily sorry for a baby Aeryn, never having a choice in what to do. "Are you still a soldier?"

"Not really. It's part of who I am, so I'll always be one, but I'm not a member of any force."

She smiled and gave a half-hearted shrug.

"I always preferred piloting anyway."

"Yeah? Cool." Cassie senses this might be a touchy subject, so she changes it. "What do you pilot? I can't fly things, except me, but I love flying."

"A Prowler, you probably haven't heard of it." She traced a sketch of it on the velvet of the bar stool, using her fingernail as an instrument.

Cassie's not so good with vehicles, but she nods and smiles. "Looks good. My mentor had an invisible jet," she adds, fairly randomly. "Pain in the arse. I kept hitting my head on it in the hangar."

Aeryn laughed.

"A cloaked ship would be a great asset."

"Well, she can fly too, so we didn't use it all that often." Cassie shrugs. "I was never that impressed with cars and planes and stuff, honestly."

"For beings without magic, it's pretty essential."

[OOC: Gotta slowimte in five minutes]

"Yeah, of course." Cassie grins. "Fair enough. And it's not really magic that I have - just divine indulgence, I guess."

[ooc: no worries.]

"You should count yourself lucky. A lot of the worlds I have seen have an extreme lack of divine indulgence."

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