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[doctordon]

Oh! I got on! Um. Hello, I'm Don Dogoier? This seems like the public network here... I'm uh. I guess I'm here to help? I'm an engineer or a mechanic or whatever. They seemed pretty excited when I brought that up.

[rustling, shuffling noise]

Uh! I'm also looking for my ship! It's the Gokai Galleon? It's red, it looks like a seafaring ship, but it's a space vessel... My friends should be on it. I hope. If they are, I'm sure they've made a scene already. If anyone has seen a group of pi- er. People... With a guy in red? If you could point me to where they are before my frozen food thaws... I'd appreciate it.

I hope they're here..... If not, could anyone tell me where I can find a fridge?

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[showboater]

Of course you can.

[He has faith in your cooking abilities, see?]

Sort of. No sayin' what you'll come up with, but it's not like anybody's starvin'.

[doctordon]

[He gathers up one of the piles of groceries in his arms.]

Well, I guess we'll have to see about that later. This should last us for a while, anyway. Since there's just two of us....

[His voice is just a touch hollow, but he hurries along to put things away in the kitchen.]

So... What's the deal here? I mean, I got the speech about... The whole brave new world and all the riches we could gain by helping it along or whatever. But I mean. What are we doing?

[It's not for Marvelous' ego that he asks. It's not like he's Captain in name only, so Don very naturally defers to him. Polarity and alignment and minor differences in moral outlook notwithstanding, he'd follow Marvelous wherever they had to go.]

[showboater]

[Just the two of them was infinitely better than just him, in Marvelous's opinion.]

That a challenge?

[He hums, thinking.]

I'm not much for building.

[He's also not much for admitting he doesn't really know what he's doing.]

I've been--teaching, a little. Killing monsters.

[DID YOU THINK I FORGOT!?!?!]

[doctordon]

[Well, Don is not much of an idiot, at least not when it comes to picking apart when his Captain is trying to hide something. He can tell that Marvelous is relatively directionless, because that "Pirates take what they want" "Let's make a show of it" attitude seems to be lacking immensely. He puts away that nugget of knowledge for the moment and presses on.]

All that and you still had time to make this place a pigsty!

[He fusses aloud as he socks away all of the groceries, making sure to use some of his less common vegetable hiding spots. He picks out a practically mummified daikon from one of the more obscure ones, and tucks a new one away in it.]

Well, at least I'm here now.

[He comes back out of the kitchen, wiping his hands, and then he pulls a rag out of the pocket of his apron, still hanging on the hook where he left it, and wraps it around his head.]

All right, stay out of my way, Marvelous!

[And he begins his cathartic quick-cleaning, complaining all the way]