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The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Monday afternoon

As tempting as it was to just stay in their little vacation bubble at sea, Duke and Octavia did have things to do back in Fandom now that the school break was over, so the Cape Rouge chugged back into port in the late afternoon to dock at her usual slip.

It was immediately beset by porgs.

"Alright, alright," Duke said, a laugh underlining the exaggerated annoyed tone of his voice. "I know, I know, how dare I exile you from your homes. I'm a cruel, cruel man."

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"Oh yeah, delivery went off without a hitch," Duke said, nodding. The delivery part itself had been practically boring. ~~It hadn't even rated a thread!~~ "Spent a couple days in town taking care of business, then we went camping. You know how your sister is, she's never happier then when there's no other people around for miles."

"Yeah, that's the truth," Bellamy said, not seeing anything wrong with this so far and he's really trying to find one but...

He's not. "Sounds like a good trip without any hitches at all."

"Nothing we couldn't handle," Duke agreed. Octavia had barely been arrested. She'd spent maybe an hour in a jail cell. Totally fine.

"Uh huh." Bellamy didn't know why but he felt like something wasn't being said here. He can't really outright accuse the guy, can he? "What did you have to handle?"

"Usual small town stuff," Duke said. "Small minded, nosy people, that sort of thing."

Like reporters. And cops.

"I've never really been in a small town before," he said, shaking his head. "Didn't really get that chance so I'm still learning what goes on in them."

"It's probably not too much different from the Ark or the Ground," Duke said. "Everyone knows everyone else and have since they were small, so everyone's all up in everyone else's business."

"Ah yes, one of my least favorite things about living around the same people," he said with a wince. "The more people that know your business, the more people want to put in an opinion about your business."

"Exactly. Now imagine how they'd react if you suddenly showed up again after being gone for a few years. We were basically under a microscope. Hence ditching out and going camping instead."

"Sounds like a fun time," Bellamy said before shaking his head. It did not sound like a fun time at all. "At least you were memorable enough to be remembered?"

Duke let out a rueful snort. "I do like to make an impression, yeah. You want a tour or anything? I gather you didn't see a lot of boats back home."

"I didn't," Bellamy agreed before nodding. "Yeah, sure, show me your boat. Let's see what it's like."

"Yeah man, right on." Duke smiled and looked around. "So this is the deck, sort of a social-slash-storage space. That up there is the wheelhouse, where all the controls are for when we're at sea. And down this way are the staterooms. The actual living space."

"So, you could live on this thing for awhile if you wanted to?" Bellamy guessed.

Duke let out a small laugh. “I’ve been living on her for twelve years, man. Even got a roommate. Tavi didn’t tell you?”

"Tavi?" That's a new one. "Haven't heard her called that before. But no, she didn't really tell me."

“Huh. Most people that’s the first thing they think of. ‘There’s Duke, the boat guy.’ Of course, she’s not most people.”

"Why a boat, though?" he wondered. "Not afraid it'll sink?"

"Are you worried about your roof caving in?" Duke asked. "You take care of your home, she takes care of you. And -- I like boats. The ocean makes sense to me. And it doesn't make much sense to pay rent and docking fees."

"I used to worry about the Ark falling out of the sky when I was a kid but..." He shrugged. "Never really got a chance to have the ocean make sense to me so I can't relate."

"See, and spaceships freak me out. Guess it kind of comes down to what you're used to."

"You ever been on one?" Bellamy asked. "Here or anywhere else?"

"I have. My friend Rey flies one back home. I went out with her to help with a mission for her galactic rebellion. Which is very weird to say out loud."

"Galactic rebellion?" Well, someone has an interesting friend. "Only rebellion I've participated in is one back home. Wasn't galactic though. Just planetwide or close to it."

“Everything in her universe works on that scale. All their planets are made out of one climate, too. She grew up on a desert planet, we visited an ice planet, that sort of thing. Before that the closest I’d come to a rebellion was when we all decided to refuse to take a pop quiz in seventh grade.”

	
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The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Monday afternoon

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