Event Four: Tech Support

interrogatormentors:

The next perigee on the Reichenbach passed without incident. Despite his apprehension over TA’s namedrop, Eridan chalked it up to a lucky guess so he could sleep during the day. He’d mentioned admin duties before, and all high-ranking officials were announced publicly on the Imperial Network. That’s all it was– a lucky guess. Eridan played a few more poker games, some with TA and some without, and the other troll never made mention of the incident. Besides, TA had closed their private messages again, so asking anything in a private server would look suspicious.

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Event Two: Straight Flush

interrogatormentors:

CA: if thats howw shits gotta be i get it
CA: i really do
CA: just lettin you knoww youre gonna regret this.
CA: and by the time you realize wwhat a fuckin mistake youvve made in pushin me awway
CA: ill be far beyond your reach

– caligulasAquarium [CA] has left the memo! –

By this point in Eridan Ampora’s life, he knew space as lonely and fickle. He knew that the gaps between stars yawned millennia, and trolls at the top clawed and stabbed each other in the back at every opportunity. As a graduate of the Fleet Academy, Eridan knew this very well. What he hadn’t been prepared for was all the fucking paperwork.

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