Mar. 9th, 2024

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After getting settled on Moya (in Stark's quarters despite Chiana's continued offers of other arrangements), Stark and Chiana had taken Summer on a tour of Moya and then there had been a little get together to welcome Summer to the ship.

Noranti had emerged from wherever she'd been hiding, asked uncomfortable questions, offered highly questionable beverages which everyone warned Summer off of, and made a meal. They'd eaten, Stark had tried his best to not be too weird about anything, and they'd shared a lot of chocolate.

Today they'd boarded one of Moya's transport pods and headed down to Rygel's palace. A perk of having a Dominar for a former shipmate was that royal welcomes were always possible, even for quick visits.

"Some of his guards can be a bit jumpy," Stark was saying to Summer as the door to the pod opened. "But we'll be fine. We're not criminals here at least, and everyone knows us. Not you, yet. but they will. And Rygel himself is...he's Rygel. You get used to him. Mostly."

He was a tiny green jerk at times but he was decent when it mattered. Usually.

"And he adores little D'Argo." Wait until Stark explained why, Summer!

[NFB for distance, obvs, and for Stark's favorite ginger, though I suppose if you're in the mood for calls/texts that could totally happen I am not the boss of you!]

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