@mrvldrstark >she couldn't let her parents be alone during this time. It scared her so much that would be so exposed to the elements and subject to abuse>
@mrvldrstark we're going to end up with a couple of quarantine babies *the thought was hilarious to her* what about our parents? how will I check up on my parents? we cant leave them out there *frowns*
@mrvldrstark >kisses his nose> you think of everything, dont you? Very wise of you, mister. But I usually stock up on my own stuff, but you beat me to it. Oh..and did you..you know.. get condoms?
@mrvldrstark Maybe..we should go north? >half joking, half serious. She hardly showed emotions and often spoke in a monotone voice, but she was serious >
@mrvldrstark Rick..>the way he's looking at her means he's deep in thought and has something to say, but unsure how to say it> maybe we're better off ..not being here anymore? You've done your job. >perhaps she wanted to get away too and suggesting it to him> maybe we need a change of pace?
@mrvldrstark Orginal me was a space girl..>she never talked about it because those weren't /her/ memories > hm.. I'm not sure. I'd have to study each one and figure out which one suit me best
@mrvldrstark >all she could do was listen and lend a crying shoulder. Rachael didn't know much about the war since her memories were of a girl growing up in space on a freighter. The was something the crew talked about, but she had no direct link to it >
@mrvldrstark > Rachael was an office drone by trade and it was easy for her to organize, sort and catalog so much information in databases. Naturally, her results were database administration which was something that didn't suprise her>