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Early December | Audio;

[peridork]

So the Captains announced the new ranks, I see.

Nyeheheh... I didn't realize I was so far ahead of you.

[ She's so amused by this. It means nothing, ultimately, because this ship's rules are laughable in her opinion, but she still finds it hilarious. Obviously she expects Jasper to share in the joke as well. It's funny Jasper. LAUGH WITH HER. ]

[stompadour]

What.

What are these things even supposed to mean.

[peridork]

They're ranks indicating status. Your standing among the crew, in other words. Depending on your rank, the captains will bestow certain privileges and rewards upon you. The higher the rank, the better.

They're rather meaningless, ultimately. Human drivel. [ But the shit-eating grin and the airy way in she explains everything indicates that she's delighted to be ahead of Jasper in something, for once. ]

[stompadour]

[... 8|]

You've been here longer.

[peridork]

True. But you have to admit, it's pretty... [snicker.] Funny, when you think about it. Isn't it?

[stompadour]

I'm not laughing, no.

12/18

[hohnkai]

A copy of The Komarr Report, a strategy/military memoir written by Miles Vorkosigan's father, will be placed in your mailbox.

12/18

[peridork]

PLEASE COME FIND ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Any responses Jasper makes will go unanswered. Peridot's too busy trying to be stealthy, or worse, her MID stops working because of the proximity of the monster.]

Video; January 1st

[peridork]

[Peridot's face pops up, scared and excited and just all around agitated.]

Jasper! The Steven-- Rose Quartz, or whatever-- He... She? It's here. ON THE SHIP.

[stompadour]

Rose Quartz is here?

Where? Did you see her??

[peridork]

Yes! In the gardens! But... [Might as well follow Jasper's lead on the pronouns.] She looks different. More... green, and leafy. But her gem, it's definitely the same gem!

[stompadour]

Leafy? [Jasper's eyes narrow.] Is she still... small.

[peridork]

[Jasper could you try not disparaging small people to the face of a person who is also, quite small, because Peridot looks weirdly uncomfortable.]
Um... yes.

[stompadour]

[Look. That's different. Peridots are supposed to be small. Rose Quartz sure as hell isn't.

Jasper frowns.]

At least that'll make her easier to capture.

audio

[imperfectlink]

"Requesting immediate medical care." The voice is muffled, the sounds of a transporter moving in the background. "Specifically Jasper or Doc Yewll. One of the crew is injured, Peridot. Someone needs to be waiting in the cargo bay when the transporter reaches the Moira."

[imaginary_wife]

[After receiving the same message Jasper did, Doc Yewll contacts her.]

I need you to receive Peridot in the cargo bay. I'm going to create a recovery space in the infirmary for her.

[stompadour]

I got it, I'm already on my way. [Jasper does not sound pleased.] Not sure what your infirmary's going to be able to do for her if she really is damaged, though.

[imaginary_wife]

I asked for information on Gems in case this happened. I can provide a safe space for her to recover.

[Too bad they actually have to use it.]

[stompadour]

Her room would do just as well if she needs to regenerate.

But fine. I'll see you in the infirmary.

video; Some post hiatus pestering

[peridork]

[Well look who it is. Peridot messages her escort almost as soon as she notices that the color indicator next to her name on the MID crew list has changed.]

Finally done sleeping on the job, are we?

[stompadour]

[SLIGHTLY BLEARY GRIMACE...]

You sure don't waste any time, do you? Don't you have anything useful to be doing?

[peridork]

[Derisive snort.] Sorry, I didn't realize that I wasn't allowed to get a *status update* from my escort who's been out of work for the last *two earth weeks.*

[stompadour]

[Jasper rolls her eyes.]

You obviously knew I was back, and I don't exactly have anything to report.

[She feels groggy; it's been a long, long time since she was out like that for even a few hours, never mind weeks...

Unless you count Malachite. She'd prefer not to.

She pushes a huge hand over her face, squinting down at Peridot's picture on the MID.]

What did I miss?

[peridork]

[Peridot could argue that there are plenty of other reasons for her to be calling, but she decides it's not worth it.]

A lot. We've landed on a planet with a partially functioning Ingress, for one thing.

[stompadour]

[Jasper straightens up immediately, her groggy expression turning attentive.]

Partially functioning?