<strong>Name:</strong>Squiddly!<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Friendship 2 transitioning to the Fuzzyboots!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open!<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Space stations were amazing!  Pretty close to almost nearly as much fun as a high tide ocean swell with an undertow over coral reefs, but then nothing was really as fun as<em>that</em>, unless you counted shipping out aboard an actual ship and sailing the spacewaters, instead of the planetwaters.  Sooo much fun!  Also, possibly the best way to keep herself in fresh water for life.  They even Paid<em>her</em>to go out on ships!!  These offworlders were amazing!<br/><br/>Okay, sure, sometimes they were a little weird, like when she popped up over the edge of the bar and ordered another large mug of water called rum, and the girl next to her made that little warble sound they called a ‘scream,’ and jerked away like Squiddy had grabbed her deliberately, instead of just using one of the woman’s tentacles as a hand-hold to get herself up the bar.  So strange!  She waved one of her own tentacles in thanks, and the woman just warbled again and ran.  And then they wouldn’t give her any more water-rum!<br/><br/>Sigh.  Fine!  Okay, so the bar was over with, and even trying to warble back was not helping much, so she just hopped down and headed off.  Warbles always followed in her wake whenever she was in the halls.  Was it really<em>her</em>fault that all those bipeds didn’t think that the things called walls and ceilings were traversable?  So Odd!  One of these days she was going to have to sit one of them down and find out why.  That was why she had joined the X-Plore Corps in the first place, right?  To find things out!  And to use a lot of Exclamation Points in her reports!  She liked exclamation points.<br/><br/>So from the bar, it was time.  Time to find another ship!  No, it had absolutely nothing to do with the bartender person saying that they would be calling security.  It didn’t even have to do with the whole running off without paying her tab thing.  She never did understand that whole tab thing.  Apparently, that meant you were supposed to pay for things later without getting them when you paid for them.  The whole concept was more than a little fuzzy.  They gave her water-rum, she drank water-rum.  Then they told her to pay for water-rum without giving her any!  Now really, who did that make sense to?<br/><br/>So yes.  Ship!  Apparently there were lots, and there was one in a place called Forty-Seven, which had another Orx on it.  Or maybe it was the same Orx.  They all kind of looked the same, but this one had said it would be okay for Squiddy to be there, as long as she shared the whole map thing, which she totally would, as soon as she remembered which pocket it was in.  It had to be one of them right?  One of those folds had to be it.  She knew she’d put it<em>in</em>the TIMP.  So it<em>had</em>to come back out, right?<br/><br/>The red one was easy to find.  Everyone knew red meant it went faster.  She rolled her way into the gang, all eight limbs splatting and grabbing the whole way in a little ball of enthusiastic motion.  How could she be late?  The ship hadn’t left yet!  If the ship was here, she wasn’t late!  It was like the tides.  They were never early or late.  They happened exactly when they were supposed to.  It was just other people’s perceptions of them that were wrong.  Kind of like… oops.  She was glaring.  Captain, that was.  What did she miss…. OH!  Gear!  Throwing a huge Grin!™ in the direction of the Orx, Squiddy offered her a happy “Splorp!” before rolling her way off towards the upper decks and the cabins.  Apparently she was going to get her very own!  With a bucket!  And exclamation points!  Ships were amazing!!