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The morning after the night before
Dec. 16th, 2014 10:30 pmThere was something Dylan failed to think through before he spent the night in Marion's room.
Okay. There was more than one thing he failed to think through, but there's one thing that's important that occurs to him as he 's making his -- admittedly short -- way between Marion's room and his, and that is that, unlike Marion, he has a roommate.
He hasn't had a roommate for a very long time, especially if you discount the home he'd occasionally, when their schedules allowed it, shared with Sara on Tarn-Vedra. Admittedly, on his ship, there'd be Rommie to disapprove, because there's only so much privacy possible on a ship run by an AI, especially when she makes it her duty to know what's going on with you.
There's no shame for him in this, but he's also not keen on the idea of being interrogated by his still none-too-friendly roommate. Especially when he's still wearing last night's workout clothes. (He could, of course, have gotten new clothes from Marion's replicator, but for the short walk to his room, it hadn't seemed worth it.)
He's not sure what the time is, but he has a feeling it's a little too late to expect Lucie to still be asleep. He'd gotten ... distracted for a while before he'd said goodbye to Marion.
That's why Dylan's trying to be as quiet as possible when he slips back into room 748.
Okay. There was more than one thing he failed to think through, but there's one thing that's important that occurs to him as he 's making his -- admittedly short -- way between Marion's room and his, and that is that, unlike Marion, he has a roommate.
He hasn't had a roommate for a very long time, especially if you discount the home he'd occasionally, when their schedules allowed it, shared with Sara on Tarn-Vedra. Admittedly, on his ship, there'd be Rommie to disapprove, because there's only so much privacy possible on a ship run by an AI, especially when she makes it her duty to know what's going on with you.
There's no shame for him in this, but he's also not keen on the idea of being interrogated by his still none-too-friendly roommate. Especially when he's still wearing last night's workout clothes. (He could, of course, have gotten new clothes from Marion's replicator, but for the short walk to his room, it hadn't seemed worth it.)
He's not sure what the time is, but he has a feeling it's a little too late to expect Lucie to still be asleep. He'd gotten ... distracted for a while before he'd said goodbye to Marion.
That's why Dylan's trying to be as quiet as possible when he slips back into room 748.
