<div class="floatright">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/jillvader/mw-nmfkmpkarimonero_zps55a1bf27.jpg)</div>”Hobbies?” Kari asked herself with a laugh. “I seem to collect tattoos, for starters.” She’d long ago abandoned any pretense of hiding her ‘art’, something that was impossible given how extensive it was. If anything, she probably stood out just as much for her ink now as she did for being the commander’s daughter. “This didn’t all happen at once, mind you. Which is probably good, as it would have killed.” She laughed again. “But yeah, they’re from all over the place. Different worlds we went to, different artists…”<br/><br/>They took a seat in the cantina, Kari quickly noting both the eyes on them and, more nervously, the lack of people otherwise. The number of casualties became more evident each time she looked around, something that struck her even as she tried to avoid it.<em>Focus, Kari. You’re here to relax</em>She smiled at Emily before continuing. “Otherwise, well, I had a taste for exploring the worlds we were on where possible, just to get a look around and discover a little, and see a planet in a way that isn’t just through a heads-up display. You miss the good stuff that way.”<br/><br/>“Swimming’s another one,” she continued. “Beach time is always fun, though obviously not something you can readily do on Galatea. I mean, there’s indoor pools and such, but it’s just not the same as lying on the sand, soaking up the sun…” She smirked. “Oggling guys in speedos. That sort of thing”<br/>