[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ff/73/3f/ff733f92936a5c3c2cc4b289c91a7f24.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] Spaaaaaace!!!!
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	Despite her rather meager entertainment supply that consisted of a small stack of books (mostly on poetry and philosophy), a journal, and a rather hefty amount of weed, Iris was loving the long trip through space. She found tranquility in it, in the complete and utter silence of the universe, even if she was separated from it by the soft humming of the ship and the sounds of her friends. 

	She spent most of her time meditating; for hours at a time, she'd sit silent and cross-legged, letting her mind melt into the emptiness outside. She found that the way the absence of the universe cradled them helped her to better become one with it. She was doing just that, outside the cockpit in the more spacious bit of the ship, sitting across from the fighting Annie and not too far from the reading Ed. She'd been like that for roughly an hour and a half when her eyes finally peeled open, staring past Annie's frenzying fists out at the starry abyss of space.

	[color=40E0A6]"She's so beautiful,"[/color] she quietly said, a small grin spreading across her lips. She'd said it every day of their trip at least once, usually more than that. She'd come to refer to space as a she, and if anyone had it in them to ask why, she'd launch into a deep philosophical discussion on the subject, one that'd either end in the inquirer walking away, or Iris getting so high she'd forget what she was talking about. Eventually, after about a minute of staring out at space, her eyes flicked over to Annie. [color=40E0A6]"Man, you really showed that air."[/color]