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[Saturday looks like hell.  She's showered, at least - her hair is wet and there's a towel around her neck, but her visible skin is covered in scrapes and bandages, and there are bags under her eyes.]

Hi, guys.  Just got back from - well, I'm gonna be real honest here and tell you my own memories are a little fucked. Jorg pulled me right outta medical to run escort on some civvie caravan.  We ran into a Stuff storm.  They tell me it's been like two months?

 [She runs a hand through her hair, wearily.] 

What have I missed?

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Saturday is also a big fan of hugs, though usually only with people she's known from childhood. Beggars can't be choosers, though; her hug is an extremely proper one, with a squeeze to get the warmth going.

"You see that fucking anonymous complaint board thing?"

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Stacia keeps meaning to start making a list of people who understand how hugs work. Saturday will definitely be on it when she does.

"The one where some new person is showing their ass? I was going to come back to it later when the impulse to toss my comm at a wall passed."

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"Dunno about that, but these freaks are like. Having weird horny fantasies about us. To our fuckin' faces. It's apparently a thing? Like we're a source of fucking sexual gratification for them - freaks of goddamn nature, everyone in this fucking place."

Oh, that's bitter. Bitter like biting directly into a lemon, skin and all. Saturday can't help it - it was bad enough when people were doing it not knowing that she was a real person, that real people had died and suffered. But these people know - know, and either don't care, or think their own needs are more important.

"Fucking assholes."

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"Ohhh, that thing." Stacia plops down without waiting for an invitation. "Yeah, I saw that and decided that whatever information I could possibly glean from it wasn't worth the likelihood that reading it would piss me off to the point of violence."

Other People's Sexual Gratification and Me isn't a topic she wants to touch with a ten foot pole, thank you.

"From the sounds of it and the expression on your face, I think that was the right choice."

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"It's just the fuckin', you know, principle. Ain't nothin' free speech about knowin' people can you jacking off to them and doin' it anyway and not giving a damn how they feel about it."

She sits back down, still highly disgruntled, and gestures.

"Pick a bunk. Guts won't mind, just don't move anything." Not that there's a lot to move. Especially now that she made him store that hideously creepy egg face thing in his drawer.

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"Yeah," Stacia agrees as she makes herself comfortable. "Like, there are some people who are charming enough to pull off "I'm going to masturbate to this later", but these people are very much not."

And since it's all anonymous, it's more difficult to build a revenge list out of it.

"Maybe I'll turn seventeen again on my next birthday," she says, narrowing her eyes thoughtfully. "I think I'd rather stay jailbait."

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"Already told the fuckers I'm nineteen," she grumbles, and lets the comm fall carelessly. "You're lucky."

"Anyway," she continues, crossing her legs and leaning on her knees. "What'd I miss? Aside from the hideous goo monster."

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[Stacia purses her lips, then starts counting things off on her fingers.]

You were still here for our introduction to Ghostwriter. As far as I know, he's still around being secret squirrel, and no one has yet asked him to see if he can find any printed information on anything save Rose Tattoo. We should probably do that, I bet there's are a lot of written documentation on things we'd all be very interested in.

We got enough new people that it's probably worth hitting up Armstrong's AMA for the reading first and ask me questions after, just so that we don't miss anyone. Though I will warn you in advance that Aiden Price admitted that he's a mentally and emotionally abusive fuck and demonstrated that he doesn't understand how apologies work or why the people he hurt are still mad at him after he quote-apologized-unquote.

We also had another one of those weird events where we get to see bits of each other's lives, except this one had Past, Present, and Future options. The people who admitted to seeing something of mine saw my last Christmas at home, which was about six months before I got dragged here. Also, Dan is a super nice guy, very easy to talk to and not judgmental. Five stars, would trust with emotionally weighty conversations again.

The Jorg can seal off our rooms with force fields, which we found out when they locked us in while they were trying to figure out which of us had been replaced by the shapeshifting goo monster. There were a few missions over Christmas, but I was stuck here on the Rig for all of them. There was also a sexy calendar photoshoot for the over-18 among us, so it's probably for the best you missed that.

In better news, whatever leaves us all weird gifts sometimes gave Catra a bong with a never-ending supply, and she's willing to share.

[Stacia squints into middle distance, then nods sharply.]

I'm pretty sure that covers everything.