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Why ARE they here?
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Val turned to Rodrigo and Knox and said, “And… Rodrigo and Knox? Um. First off, what are you even doing here in space? “I’m a little confused.” Knox said, “We were being chased and Rigo got shot while we were escaping.” Rodrigo said, “And in my favorite jacket too.” Knox said, “Getting aboard the rescue ship was our only option. And then, well, in for a penny in for a pound.” Grinning, Rodrigo said, “Plus. Holy shit, right? We’re in space. I wouldn’t miss it.” Knox rolled his yees and said, “Yeah. I mean, so far everything has been horrible, but aside from that, it is kind of amazing.” Smiling, Val said, “Huh. And we all live in the same town, ay? Knox, I think I’ve heard your name. Do you know Jun and Sebastian? They have the turquoise impala lowrider?” Knox said, “Yeah, they’re good guys.” Val said, “Jun is my cousin. Small town.” Picknar said, “Small world.” knox said, “Small solar system.” Rodrigo said, “Small galaxy.” Yakky said, “Small universe.”
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“Why ARE they here?”
I don’t know much about Christopher, well, apart from what we have all discovered over the span of this monstrous† Space Opera™, but I suspect that he, like me, would have been saying “Take me, take me!” at the human passenger loading scene towards the end of Close Encounters of the Third Kind.
† I mean that in the nicest possible way.
Wait until they hear about the 3 Degrees of Zorilla.