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[batstronaut]

finally got around to writing a fic about this folks-- give it a gander!

[shield-nanny-blog]

Ship Shape || Natasha and Phyllis

“Mister Arrow!” There was a sharp bark in the moonlight by the docks. Phyllis swung down on a line, landing hard on the wood of the deck. “Where in the world is my crew?!”

But Mister Arrow was nowhere to be found, either. Likely trying to break up a night of carousing. Phyllis sighed, her ears pinned back as the cat-woman surveyed the damage.

The RLS Legacy floated at dry dock, magnificent in the moonlight. It was a grand interstellar ship, and she’d have her ship shape soon.

Her hull was cracked; it would need extensive repairs before they could leave this backwater planet -- meanwhile her crew kept wandering off.

She blew out an irritated sigh and collected her coat. She would have to go and find them.