08 ♦ I want you at the moment I feel blue

I enjoyed myself, did you? [Unrattled as ever, Bleu sits on the fainting couch in her cabin, all wrapped up in a towel.]

That was a pleasant change of pace. Fresh air, forests to run in, interesting creatures. The trees, my God. You don’t see them like that on Earth. Granted, it wasn’t quite as thrilling as the carnival, but you people know how to have fun. The only thing to complain about is getting a tan. [Her skin does look a little duskier. For someone from a time period when paleness was the height of fashion, it’s a mild annoyance.] Now I’m curious what else the Admiral is going to try.

Beside the point, I still don’t know how to work a movie. [She holds up a DVD from the library – the 1925 Ben-Hur. Everything else in her room, besides her communicator, is distinctly 19th-century. She doesn’t even have electricity, let alone a screen and player.] What do I do to make it start?

[Private; Mickey]
You know how these things work, don’t you? It’s charioteers, not sex, but I imagine the movies all operate the same way.

[Private; Motorcycle Boy]
[Bleu turns the communicator to her table and opens her hand, letting a small collection of pebbles, leaves, and flower petals fall to the surface.] I have new colors for you.

[Private; Steve]
The scenery was beautiful, wasn’t it? I don’t suppose you had time to sketch.

[Private; Blight]
Hi, stranger.