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[never_francesca]

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[never_francesca]

[She nods.]

'Course it is. You've got guts, and that's rare. At least, the right sort of them. And who the hell cares about a while - the Admiral makes temporal deliveries.

[But she can see a lot of what bothers Natalie. She's seen people like it, over the years. The ones who took up the cause as a convenient way to die. The trick was to make it into a way to live.]

Also doesn't mean I can't teach you the skills on the way.

[Because flight has a sort of magic all its own.]

[pitofguilt]

[ "The Admiral makes temporal deliveries." That gets a little smirk. Maybe she will join Franky in her fight. Who knows. ]

Yeah? I do need a new hobby.

[ It comes out almost thoughtful. She's interested, certainly. ]

Though if I need both hands to do it, I've still got a few months of physio to go before I'm back in business.

[never_francesca]

One, dextrous, is quite sufficient for most of the required tasks.

In any event, flying...it gives more than it takes. Especially if one might like to find highs that are less...problematic.

[pitofguilt]

[ She gives a quiet, self-deprecating snort of a chuckle. ]

Probably something I should look into, then.

[ Misty would certainly be glad to hear she's found a better way to uplift herself. John too, she thinks. ]

All right. I'm interested.

[never_francesca]

[She nods, standing up slowly, lifting a boot to stub out the cigar for the moment, to finish the latter half later.]

Then when you're ready, seek me out in the enclosure, we'll start covering the basics. Until then, keep your nose clean.

[She pauses]

And a chessboard might not go awry, too. You can learn everything on a chessboard, you know. Both about your opponent and yourself.

[pitofguilt]

I will.

[ Challenge-- and perhaps motivation-- accepted.

Chess, though. Ugh. She'll think about it. ]

Thanks... I think. See you at my next shift.