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Caelian chuckled and leaned back in his chair. “After all, a cephalopod will always beat a biped in a wrestling match.”

Taking his refreshed drink when it was offered, he took a sip and regarded Mazhari. “What does my fellow engineer do to unwind, apart from talking shop at dinner?”
—Caelian Weir, Engineer—

Mazi blushed slightly. “Sorry, guess I never really leave work. Or rather, never really have anyone to talk to.” She scratched at the base of her antenna once more, but it wasn’t for as long this time. Almost like it wasn’t annoying her as much for the moment. “I don’t really have anything special I do. I mean, I like swimming in the ocean. But that’s about it. And I write a bit. But nothing worthy of an audience, or anything.” She shrugged and glanced down into her cup a moment. “Mostly just work, then sleep. Nothing too exciting I fear.”

The half Andorian didn’t want to admit she didn’t have any friends to hang out with. Nor that working out, despite being something she did as religiously as showing up for her shift, was anything worth crowing about. Suddenly she felt small, silly and insignificant.

Mazi
Engineer

OOC: Since Weir has departed I would suggest attending the post sim party

GM CockRoach