Date: 2007-07-06 05:58 am (UTC)
The captain waves a hand airily. "Of course," he says with that familiar laugh. "You can bet I'll be keeping a close eye on the both of you."

While the two companions get ready to leave the ship, the crew quickly get back to their stations. There is, after all, work to be done, whether or not they have emotional goodbyes to express.

In practically no time at all, Perdita moors beside a dozen other similar sky-ships by the huge habour tree, large enough to support hundreds of dwellings built into the trunk.
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