<strong>Name:</strong>Squiddly!<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Friendship 2 – Cabins > Galley<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open!<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>She’d watched the station a while.  A long while.  It was boring.  It wasn’t doing anything at all!  No wait, that was the Fuzzyboots.  We weren’t doing anything at all!  Still, you never knew when something Interesting would happen, and then it would be all kinds of upsetting if she missed it.  Besides, there was a Captain, and Captains didn’t like nothings when they happened.  It’s why they hired First Mates.  Which had nothing at all to do with what they did in bed together, she’d learned.  This whole galactic language thing needed a lot of work if they were going to use the same word to mean more than one thing!  I mean, where would anyone get along if they just used one word to describe all of Water!<br/><br/>In time, they launched, and that was terribly exciting.  Until it wasn’t.  Then it was just black, which could be exciting, but currently wasn’t.  Okay.  Time to go and do Mate things.  No wait, that was for after the Captain told her to.  What came before Mate things?  OH!  Food!  Yes, she could definitely use some of that.  Maybe they had those little krill wafers!  Oooh!  Maybe they had a whole machine full of little krill wafers in different flavours of krill!  Like mustard, and honey, and purple.  Purple was totally her favourite flavour.<br/><br/>She gamboled down the halls, and the walls, and the ceilings, and the portholes, and the… well she gamboled.  It was a ball of rolling tentacles on a mission.  Krill wafers!  Purple ones!  She flolloped past the cockpit with a wave of a couple of tentacles that would tell anyone who was watching (and understanding tenta-speak) what she was doing and where she was going.  After that, it was a hard starboard, and then down the stairs, which were all kinds of fun when you could just go through them like that, and into the Galley.<br/><br/>When she arrived, the little ball of slick blue just came to a dead stop, three limbs holding her upright, and the other three grabbing the porthole frame to stabilize her while she gathered her bearings.  Oh good!  Others!  “HELLO!  Oh… that was loud.  Hello!  Do they have them in purple?  I love purple flavour!”