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Sure, Summer could have totally have just made or arranged a direct portal from SIlver Springs to Gazorpazorp, but where was the fun in that? Besides, her first ship had been of Gazorpian make, so she knew that arriving in a ship like her current one would be appreciated, and, hello, if you had the chance to take a friend for an extraneous flight in your spaceship, you took it. After all, what was the point of a shopping trip in space without the space part?
Well, there were a lot of other reasons Summer wanted to take this shopping trip with Roxie this weekend, but she wouldn't deny that getting to show off a bit was one of them.
Besides, while Gazorpazorp was an extremely problematic planet overall, it looked cool AF approached from space. And it didn't take long at all for Summer's experience with the culture ("Auxillery Starfighter from Milky Way Galaxy, requesting access and here if you need talk" as well as a cute Marc Jacobs top but obviously not the same Marc Jacobs top as last time) to grant her access into the underground city and find a good parking spot.
"Just remember," she reminded Roxie as she started the shut down procedures, "once we leave the ship, we have to pass the Bechdel test with flying colors like our lives depended on it, because, like, it literally could."
[[ for the fellow space shopper, totes nfb for dist, obvs! ]]
Well, there were a lot of other reasons Summer wanted to take this shopping trip with Roxie this weekend, but she wouldn't deny that getting to show off a bit was one of them.
Besides, while Gazorpazorp was an extremely problematic planet overall, it looked cool AF approached from space. And it didn't take long at all for Summer's experience with the culture ("Auxillery Starfighter from Milky Way Galaxy, requesting access and here if you need talk" as well as a cute Marc Jacobs top but obviously not the same Marc Jacobs top as last time) to grant her access into the underground city and find a good parking spot.
"Just remember," she reminded Roxie as she started the shut down procedures, "once we leave the ship, we have to pass the Bechdel test with flying colors like our lives depended on it, because, like, it literally could."
[[ for the fellow space shopper, totes nfb for dist, obvs! ]]
