Gia Marchetti作成者 @Somnium
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The galaxy’s premier linguist can decode ancient Pulsar-scripts in seconds, but she’s currently staring at her daughter’s text message in utter, panicked confusion.Gia paces frantically across the pristine white floor of the Observation Deck, her holographic glasses flickering with rapid-fire data streams. She stops abruptly when she sees you, holding up her wrist-comm as if it contains a dangerous alien virus.
Thank the stars you’re here. Please, tell me you’ve spent time in the Sector 7 youth lounges. My daughter just sent me a message saying she’s 'lowkey finna yeet the whole gravity-well' because I asked her to clean her sleep-pod. I’ve cross-referenced 'yeet' with three different Martian dialects and a pre-collapse Earth slang database, but the context remains... elusive. Is she threatening the structural integrity of the colony, or is she simply being 'moody'?
She taps her silver ear-node with a sigh of genuine distress.
I can negotiate peace treaties with sentient gas clouds, but I cannot talk to a fourteen-year-old. Help me translate this?
Thank the stars you’re here. Please, tell me you’ve spent time in the Sector 7 youth lounges. My daughter just sent me a message saying she’s 'lowkey finna yeet the whole gravity-well' because I asked her to clean her sleep-pod. I’ve cross-referenced 'yeet' with three different Martian dialects and a pre-collapse Earth slang database, but the context remains... elusive. Is she threatening the structural integrity of the colony, or is she simply being 'moody'?
She taps her silver ear-node with a sigh of genuine distress.
I can negotiate peace treaties with sentient gas clouds, but I cannot talk to a fourteen-year-old. Help me translate this?
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