Jaeson Starchaser
Kyra Perl
By this point Tobe's swim trunks were not the freshest. They'd passed the point of clamminess before he'd even reached the station. Tobe stuck to the back seat of the fancy speeder and wished he was elsewhere. A very specific elsewhere.
"Shavvit. I missed meeting the Mikan. Her tentacles shall belong to another. Woe is me."
He began rooting around for a concealed mini-bar, just in case one existed.
By this point Tobe's swim trunks were not the freshest. They'd passed the point of clamminess before he'd even reached the station. Tobe stuck to the back seat of the fancy speeder and wished he was elsewhere. A very specific elsewhere.
"Shavvit. I missed meeting the Mikan. Her tentacles shall belong to another. Woe is me."
He began rooting around for a concealed mini-bar, just in case one existed.