She pondered what "shmuck" meant for a solid ten seconds. "If he's a good person or legit? If so, yes." She nodded with her own words.
"Thanks bro."
"Any day, "b-bro"?" Being from a rich family she wasn't used to using that type of language.
Ellen sighed. "Fine. Can't be worse then Juvie camp." She grudgingly realized that she was a bit lucky that they hadn't dealt with her in a bad fashion too. "Can you let go of my hands now? They're turning purple."
"Sure thing but don't try and run off." Ellis slowly let go of her arms.
"Yeah yeah." She muttered, shaking the circulation back into her hands.
"I'm Ellis by the way."
"I'm Gaia." She chimed in.
"Yeah, I know that Ellis." Ellen said, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her coverall.
(I gtg my dudes)
"….And you are?"
"Weaver. Ellen Weaver."
(I gtg too. See y'all)
(byye)
(Byeeeeee peeps)
(i passed out and the RP started, THE ONE FUCKING TIME I PASS OUT!!!)
(I"m srry dudde.)
(insomnia… FUCKING INSOMNIA!!!)
(sorry i need to go punch something)
(it'll be okay Dirkadir. pets owl griffen)
Mariko sat inside of the small room, filled with wires and motherboards and a small glass window, looking out into space. The expanse of stars seemed to swallow her as she looked out into it, momentarily forgetting about her work.
The wire she was holding started to smoke and she decided that it was time to start working on it again.
(can we just say that conner was in the kitchen and couldn't hear anything)
(umm we're in the streets of a mall place thing)
(oh)
(yeah sorry dude and Sly and Lav are gone rn)
(I'm back, Sly won't be on til half an hour)
(kk)
(Hey I'm here)
(HUZZAH!)
(Where were we?)
(Mariko's still in the ship, I think, working out some kinks)
