IC: The Seventh "Cross my heart." Seven's gaze met the Dasaka's without flinching. "If I screw up, feel free to give me a hard knock." She began to turn away, but paused. "And uh, thanks," she said, slightly sheepish. "Never met an alien before. Never had one tell me good luck either." It was very new to her. "But, see you later. Thanks again!" However, she had to go. "Come on Wraith, let's head out." (function enableSelectClickCopy() { var events = ['copy', 'mouseup', 'mousedown', 'contextmenu', 'select', 'selectstart', 'dragstart'] var topElements = [window, document] function disableAll(event) { if (event.stopImmediatePropagation) { event.stopImmediatePropagation() } else if (event.stopPropagation) { event.stopPropagation() } } for (var i = 0; i < events.length; i++) { var event = 'on' + events for (var j = 0; j < topElements.length; j++) { topElements[j][event] = null } document.addEventListener(events, disableAll, true) } })() * {-webkit-touch-callout: text !important; -webkit-user-select: text !important; -khtml-user-select: text !important; -moz-user-select: text !important; -ms-user-select: text !important; user-select: text !important;}