Pen Pals
Closed Starter for @bleedingrebels
At this rate Raquelle determined she just might murder some of her coworkers everyday they drove her so mad with rage over their incompetance to perform simple actions required throughout the day. Not to mention she had been unlucky enough to see the utter bane of her existence Klaus. Feet thudded through the halls as she made her way towards a mess hall on the ship eager to take a break and take a chance to get something into her stomach.
She spared the datapad in her hand a small look with a small hum. Maybe her friend would be free to talk. She had been speaking to a complete stranger going on months at this point their conversations leaving her relying on him for support at the end of tiresome shifts. Both agreeing to nicknames they never really revealed who they were but it wasn’t about that the bond they having formed enough for her to trust the odd man. He didn’t know her name or location outside of generalities and that was enough for him likewise for her.
Rounding the corner she entered the hall heading in to grab some caf and a serving of whatever slop they were forced to eat for afternoon meals before sitting down at one of the against the wall tables. Pulling out her datapad she formed a message for her friend.
[ MSG : Mr.Mystery ] Hey you down to talk? I’m super tired of people and would love a distraction right now.
[ MSG : Mr.Mystery ] Namely you. I want to shoot everyone here.















