Ride to Orion

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I'm taking a trip to Orion and I am traveling in one of those super fast express ships that travel between Hacknor and Orion. They're pretty nice; they are also lean and built for speed. It will be kind of fun, maybe relaxing, to take this little side trip here.

I look around the cabin and I see some of the other passengers on board, there is a guy in a suit, some creature, I think, huddled in the corner under heavy cloak or gear or something, and there also seems to be a small band of vagabonds.

I look at the seat across from me and I see someone who appears to be a pilot. She looks at me and appears to recognize me.

"Do I know you?" she asks.

"I'm Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator," I answer, leaning forward to shake her hand.

"This is so weird," she replies. "I'm Jan the Intergalactic Aviator. That's funny how our names are so close."

"Wait a minute," I looked at her. "Did you get a visit from a ghostly Monkeyboy a few months ago?"

"Yes I did!" she exclaimed.

"That was my former sidekick!" I exclaimed back. "In fact, he stopped to talk to me first, then he saw that it wasn't my name on the list and he took off to see you."

"Wow," her head shook back and forth as she tried to take it all in. "Jon... Jan... That's so odd."

"Well, I hope you learned Christmas spirit from him," I grinned.

"Ha ha," she laughed. "Yeah, except I already had it. I can't believe that--"

"Stand aside! Stand aside!" A man walked past, very loudly announcing his presence. "I am Lucky Pierre, the famous artiste, and therefore very eccentric. Stay out of my way for I am coming through."

Jan shook her head. "Hmmph. What a weirdo."

I laughed in agreement. At least it looks like I'll have one normal person to talk to on my trip. I am sure that the ride on the Orion Express will be totally uneventful otherwise.