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Time frame: early season 1
Word Count: 64
John looked at his chronometer and his air gauge again, these Sebacian spacesuits were not made for long duration stays on the skin of a leviathan. He shivered at the cold but thought better of turning up the heater, the batteries won’t last as long as his air supply if he kept turning up the heat.
How long does a Luxan hyper-rage last anyway?
Word Count: 98
Time Line: before IP:DD
Spoilers: Sort of
Notes: This may meet Crystal Moon's challange - I need a ruling here
The blanket moved about in time to the laughter emanating from beneath it . ‘Bawdy breeders’ thought Rygel as he slipped into John’s room and began to “procure”. John’s journal lay open on the floor before him and Rygel noticed the very last entry. His royal training taught him to read many languages and John’s was close enough for him to understand.
It read: Dear Dad, we’re coming home soon. I can’t wait for you to meet your new daughter-in-law…
Rygel ignored the happy lovers laughter and left the room empty handed, some things just don’t get procured.