Dear God! *rubs temples* I can't believe I slid into the cryogenic chamber, rather than my berth.
*notices the empty whiskey flask in same chamber* Shoot!…how frekin long have I been out?!
*puts hand up* Don't answer that!

*slides off the bed…legs still weak*Let me see what I missed.

*sighs* Hope nobody died.

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Not sure if this is the right part of the board for it.

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So move it then, you're the owner.  :p

Welcome back Marina :]

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But where?

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You're asking me?

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Yub yub.

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Ha ha. Too long.

Welcome back, Marina! Great to see you again.

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*fog lifting from the cold sleep*
Oh thank heavens I wasn't away from your lifetime. None of you have aged at all! :p

Ahem.. *clears throat* A test.
Yes, I-
…uhm, I was testing my ship's transmission. You know, account… password… siggy.
Yea, all that good stuff that belongs in this forum.
Yep! *big smile*
Hehe…glad to see you all!
And yes, glad to be back.

I'll post more elsewhere, in proper forums now that my- …er, test post thingy here works fine.

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Indeed. The test worked.

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Though.. you could slide in another test here and center the siggy.

Just to be a sig nazi. :p

And keep up the banter.

Why yea, Marina, you too did not age one bit. Guess that's the advantage of sleeping it off in cryo.

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Oh?..??
Banter?
Me?!… *surprised at the notion*I mean-
No, I don't banter….I don't… think so.
Well, it's not like I just yap or talk endlessly about mundane little things or just shoot the hay when I get a little nervous or anything.
Well Ok, so I am aware that I do run the mouth a bit when I get a little jittery….
OK Ok, yes I do get nervous and do idle the motor (my mouth) a little longer than I really should. After all, we rarely do ever worry about the cost of fuel here to run our engines under sublight or hyper speed…right?
Ahem… *clears throat* …Ok, I have wandered off a bit from the subject now… :p

Hmm…
You know, I did have a reason to post here again… *takes a moment…then two… as she was most definitely off topic, to recollect her first intentions* ..hmm…

OH! Yes, I do have a reason… lol
But yes, this time I do have a purpose.
I am testing my transferred siggy from ez-..er no. I mean Yuku.
I'm transferring my other sig from that Yuku system on to here.
Yea, posted both now for evaluation. *cheesy smile* See, still on topic. :p

Ahem…Sooo, wouldn't you say the larger one is more fitting?
It is a representation of my family's  former mountain estates which existed on  my beloved (Old) Alderran…  *momentarily falls a few bars below her normal chirpy self*
And yes, I'll center the one I will display, Mr Thayer…

Psst…. *ascends back up and whispers to the distinct gentleman, not yet knowing he is of Imperial design*… I'd love to talk to you anytime.

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-grins- Yes, the new, larger one looks very good, Marina.

-face darkens- Indeed, I too was shocked when I heard they destroyed Alderaan.

-archs brow at her whisper then smirks-

Really? Well, I never mind stimulating company.

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Yea… *deep sigh*
I try not to think about those last moments when everything I loved came to an end.
*a moment of reflection…down a deep well*
Still…

*blinks once, twice* I somehow can't seem to forgive, as its impossible to forget.
*turns to the distinct gentleman* I can't find it in my heart to hate, Mr. Thayer. I don't believe I can ever hate anything…not living things…no.
Still, this pain…. this- *hands find themselves on her abdominal* …thing which knots me, is something I still have not learned to abolish…you know?

*shakes her head, shaking that ominous cancer back to the bowels of hell she keeps under remission* Anywho *dawns her smile * the larger one it is, Mr Thayer.
Hehe, and thanks. *large beaming smile*

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Looks good.

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Thank you.
And thanks for giving me the link in another post, directing me to your review of The Hobbit.

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Yeah, looking good indeed, Marina.

Also.. probably fortunate that you don't find it within you to hate. 'Holding grudges is like letting someone seize your mind and live there rent-free.' Or something along those lines.

Anyway.. hatred tends to be a bad advisor. On that you can trust me.

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Hmm… *corner of her mouth give away the smile held back within*… I'll have to give that some bit of thought, Mr Thayer. *total break out, full smile*

It's not easy to hate as most think, really. It does impose some heavy taxes on oneself. Especially in the morning when the new dawn has washed all of it clean. One must then bother to dig up yesterday's trash and spoil another day in life…no?
Why even bother shower then?..lol

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You speak some truth there.

-her smile would catch, but not with the memories invoked as she continues-

Unfortunately I had much contrary experiences. I mean.. in some cases it doesn't take much digging – you're just reminded of what happened so constantly a night doesn't wash it away. Nor does a shower…

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*The tempo in his chords became low notes and she lowers her eyes a moment.
Her intentions were not to evoke the man's own suffered experiences in what should otherwise have been a good hearted introduction*

I think our ghosts have yet to find their peace, for they do haunt many of our dreams. Suffer we the living, for those we loved and lost…
*Eyes once again make to his orbs. Darkened they are, behind her own reflection, she now just takes notice. Heavens, how much loss has this man himself suffered, to have them hollwed so deep? She finds guilt in herself for having conjured up this cancer. She bid not ask of his suffered loss, as this isn't the time…the place for it. She could only imagine he too suffered under the iron hand of the former Empire…poor living soul .. she thinks.*

I didn't mean to bring you down, Mr Thayer. I'm not normally so-….gloomy…lol

*Draws herself up from his deep wells. Now seemingly giving her surroundings a good look about, as her smile once more resets.*
To fit in…to fit in…lol
I'm looking for a good residence here. Nothing big, mind you. Nor something of a pad the size of my ship's quarters..lol
Perhaps if you should happen to come across something…you can drop me a note, Mr Thayer? *hopeful smile*

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You can make yourself miserable or you can make yourself happy.  The effort is the same.