Snippet #1680738

Day set: Pre-launch
Time set: PM
Location set: The Commons

((Stella))

For the first time in many moons, Stella was able to dance. It was definitely her favourite way to pass her time, but she had to admit that doing it every now and then was certainly welcome. She was amused about the fact she was not recognised by Jean. It made sense, after all. Why should he know who she was anyway? The name she was using was not her real name, so that was to be expected. After a while of dancing, she wondered if she should have tried to be a bit clumsier. A soldier, even if it was a spy, would usually not be used to dancing, so it could be suspicious, if she seemed too comfortable with it.

"Don't worry about it, really." Stella spoke as she saw Jean making a concerned face. She then realised they were being watched. After all, dancing in such a place was strange, no matter how, and people were curious, perhaps even wary of those two people who were treating the commons as a dancefloor. Fortunately, soon, Jean had solved the whole issue with a single gesture towards the musicians. It was definitely the move of a master. He knew what he had to do at all times, or so it seemed, at least.

Soon after that, however, the voice of a little girl sounded near them. Stella turned around, and saw Chanson, Jean-Baptiste's girl, tapping her foot and looking up at her 'father'. Such a girl, talking straightforward at the man who was dancing with a lady; Chanson was the focus of everyone's eyes, now, yet she failed to realise it. The girl explained what the problem was, clearly complaining about there being bugs in her room, which caused a problem when trying to sleep. Stella laughed softly, and genuinely. Chanson was so honest to herself and to the world in general. That was a trait she valued so much. The girl had a good heart; she could see that much.

Even more amused was Stella when Chanson turned red after realising she was the focus of everyone's eyes right then. Soon, Jean was apologising to her. Stella smiled kindly. "Oh, do not apologise at all! A lady should never have to deal with bugs... isn't that right, Chanson?" The spy smiled at the girl, trying to seem as honestly gentle as possible. She was, however, a bit confused by the choice of words of Jean. What did he mean by 'the best course of action'? And why would she be fortunate not to discover the reason why? But he was right in that one thing. She should go to sleep, as tomorrow would be quite a long day... "I bid you two goodnight, as well... make sure Chanson is comfortable, okay?"

Stella watched the two walk away, and after a couple of minutes, she did the same thing, and walked to her own cabin, where she would sleep. For a moment, she began thinking whether there was anyone on this ship that she could trust with her life, and while she thought that Jean and Sol were people she had met only recently, Stella had the feeling they were people to be trusted. The question was whether they would feel the same towards her... After all, she was hiding quite an important part of herself, so they would do well in being careful with her. Even if she didn't mean any harm to them.

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((Ymber))

After searching for a while, and seeing that no one from Recon One was there anymore, and seeing it was quite late already, Ymber decided to call it a day (should it be a night?) and go back to his own room. On his way back to the cabin, he thought of the long day that lay ahead of him. He would have to rest properly if he was to give a good impression.