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[starer]

Its been about four weeks. Though I guess I should say Earth weeks. Twenty-seven days since we started turning up. Two since it started happening again.

[Which begs the question, when does it stop? Seventy-two beds on this area of the station. Are they planning to keep going after that?]

Viveca is the name of the AI that spoke to us all then. Some of you may have spoken to her already. She went missing though, a couple of days after we arrived. There was a power cut, she said something about an emergency mode, and then she was gone.

We got a delivery right before that though. Clothes, toiletries, books, food. A bunch of stuff showed up and got split out.

That was when there were twenty-seven of us. Looks like we've about doubled since then. So if you new folks needs something, ask. There's probably someone here who can help.

Speaking of, we're stuck relying on those drops to get fresh food. So don't hog it. There's kids here who need it too.

[Edward]

A guy I know. He cooks up huge batches of food at a time. If you're hungry, check the fridge. Nine times out of ten, he's left something in there you can have.

[And if not, giving Sam a look will probably be more than enough to get him to make something new.]

You've also all probably noticed that you can't get in to the Northern Wing. Its been like that since we first got here, and we've got no idea what's on the other side. It's classified, apparently. Messing with whatever's on the other side would affect us all, so I wouldn't suggest trying to break through.

Don't know about you guys, but I don't plan on getting tossed out an airlock if I can help it.

[And that's it. No sign off. No goodbye. No anything. Sorry?]


[ooc: Feel free to threadjack as much as you like! Bucky's using this post as an information exchange.]

Comments

[testgasm]

I don't know who that is. so I can't say for sure if she'd actually like to meet me, but if she's a programmer, or an engineer, or something, then it's definitely possible I would be of interest to her

[chrysology]

She's a mechanic. My auto-mail engineer. Made my prosthetic arm and leg after I lost mine. Winry'd go nuts meeting you.

[testgasm]

in a good way, I hope. not in a 'take it apart' way. don't exactly fancy that

sorry about your arm and/or leg?

[chrysology]

Both? In that she would probably be excited to get to figure how you work? Possibly by taking you apart, knowing her. She even was going to try take my pocket watch apart.

I have plans to figure getting them back to normal. But yeah, it's been a few years now. I'm used enough to it.

[testgasm]

okay well if that's the case I don't need to meet her at all ever

and, uh, hate to break it to you, mate, but arms and legs don't exactly grow back, from what I understand. seems like that's a one-and-done kind of thing

[chrysology]

She isn't here. At least that I'm aware of. So you're probably safe for now, anyway.

I don't mean growing them back. I mean getting them back with alchemy.

[Once he. Figures out how to go about it anyway. Alkahestry, maybe. He never did get the chance to go over that with the little girl with the weird cat thing before fighting Kimblee and all, unfortunately.]

[testgasm]

right. well. best of luck with that. absolutely certain you will get your arm and leg back with alchemy, which is a real thing

[chrysology]

It is. It's science.

[testgasm]

sure! of course it is.

[chrysology]

I can show you to prove it. And anyone else that wants a demonstration.

[testgasm]

sure, I mean. if you want to. should be amusing, at any rate

[chrysology]

Amusing? I guess you'll see, and whoever else wants to.

[testgasm]

guess we will! careful you don't strain yourself

[chrysology]

I won't. Alchemy is hardly straining myself. Not unless I tried to do too much in ignoring the law of Equivalent Exchange somehow anyway.

[testgasm]

am I supposed to ask you what that is

[chrysology]

You know, conservation of mass. Can't make something bigger than what I could make normally out of the same amount of materials.

[testgasm]

okay, so that part is science then

[chrysology]

I've been telling you it's a science the whole time.

[testgasm]

yes, but that doesn't mean it's actually science!

[chrysology]

I can tell you it ain't a miracle. Or magic. It's a science. Just because maybe your world didn't have alchemy, doesn't mean mine didn't and that it's a lie.

[testgasm]

Well, miracles and magic aren't real either.

[chrysology]

No, they aren't. Alchemy, science is. That's my point.

[testgasm]

like I said, you are absolutely free to think that. not going to stop you