[TXT] umm she drafted me in an intergalactic war that was really being staged by parasitic crystal entities wanting to take free will from the universe at the beginning of the year
[TXT] so that was a thing
[TXT] but she told me to stay out of vega and shed let me live sooo
It only becomes stranger and stranger, Tim thinks to himself. The universe is a scary place.
[text] Alright. Think an intergalactic war is what our attacker wants?
Tim knows all he wants is his comfortable bed and some time to think this through.
Mar’i thinks about this long and hard. The process, of course, is complicated by her medication, but finally she responds, shrugging to herself as though Tim could see it.
[TXT] doubt it
[TXT] ive got no claim to the throne
[TXT] mightve been a headhunter hoping theyd get my heart but it seems like with that good of aim id be dead if thats what they wanted
That’s definitely a thought Mar’i doesn’t want to think about too deeply. So she leans back on her pillows and continues staring at the ceiling.