"A beach?" she asked. "You mean a beach with water?" She was Elphie. The green woman was sure she was Elphie. But maybe her water allergy was back now that she wasn't at the hotel. And that made her nervous.
Chistery took the opportunity to fly up to them. He settled on the back of Ford's chair and began picking through his hair murmuring random words to himself. Elphie looked back out the windows. Actually, a beach with water would be preferable to all this black. "I like the sound of a beach," she said as she settled back and tried not to think of the oppressiveness of space.
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Date: 2013-01-31 09:29 pm (UTC)From:Chistery took the opportunity to fly up to them. He settled on the back of Ford's chair and began picking through his hair murmuring random words to himself. Elphie looked back out the windows. Actually, a beach with water would be preferable to all this black. "I like the sound of a beach," she said as she settled back and tried not to think of the oppressiveness of space.