Reverie: IC Inbox

[donkeyballs]

 

IC INBOX
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Alright, go ahead and leave me a message, an' I'll get back to you soon as I can.

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[contorta]

That's true.
Do you think they can figure out a way to get us out of here?

[donkeyballs]

Think we're all gonna need to work together on that one.

Not just our crew but everyone else, too.

Unless I stumble across the Roci, then you know sure as hell that we're findin' holding and high tailin' it out of here.

[contorta]

You think he's here as well?

[donkeyballs]

He's gotta be, right?

Everyone the hell else is.

Though Bobbie thinks Chrisjen Avasarala should be here, too. Apparently she was on our ship.

[contorta]

She was. I was there when Bobbie was bringing her aboard.

( this whole memory thing... )

You really don't remember?

[donkeyballs]

[ While part of him is glad that Prax remembers Bobbbie, the rest of him is freaking out a little. ]

Last I remember, we were patchin' up the Captain's leg, after blastin' the hybrid in our drive plume.

Don't remember Bobbie at all.

Which I'll tell you, make that awkward as all hell. But she knows things about the Roci that there's no way she could know otherwise.

Figure they must've fucked with my head. Whoever did this to us.

[contorta]

That's what she said as well. I can't imagine that. ( or maybe he just doesn't want to. )

But I don't have a better explanation.

[donkeyballs]

At least you remember. That way I don't have to worry I somehow missed a bunch of things.

Even if the shit that Bobbie tells me is just god damn depressing.

[contorta]

What has she told you?

[donkeyballs]

She told me about Earth and Mars.

About the nuke.

About how when she met me I wasn't wearin' a ring.

[contorta]

What nuke?

( the not wearing a ring bit is important, too, but — a nuke. )

[donkeyballs]

[ Shit.

He'd just assumed that Prax had known. This was not the kind of news he wanted to deliver over text. ]

Damn.

Sorry Prax.

Not in the belt. But Earth decided to take out the Martian first-strike weapon arrays, and they got most of 'em.

But one got a nuke off first.

Gunny said that it took out 20 million people, on Earth.

[contorta]

( there's a long pause before prax responds again. )

20 million people?

[donkeyballs]

Yeah.

[ There's a longer pause, then a second message comes through. ]

Sorry, Doc, I thought you already knew.

But it sounds like the war's gettin' a hell of a lot worse, out there.

[contorta]

I didn't. That's terrible.

( 20 million people. that's a number that boggles prax's mind. but — if the war is getting that much worse, what are the odds of him ever finding mei? )

[donkeyballs]

Yeah.

Honestly thought maybe I'd never live to see it, but.

Never thought I'd see anythin' that we've seen, so it ain't like I'm a prophet.

Can't help but worry 'bout it. Bout how long it'll take for Earth to retaliate. But I'm tryin' not to think about it, too much. Nothin' we can do from here - we can't even watch.

[contorta]

Yeah. That's.
I don't know whether not knowing what's happening is better or worse.

[donkeyballs]

I'm gonna go ahead and say both, depending on my mood.

I don't wanna think about what might be happenin' to Mars, right now.

[contorta]

I just hate not knowing what's happening to Mei.

[donkeyballs]

... I know, Doc.

Don't think any of us much like not knowing that.

[contorta]

Yeah.

( but a moment later: ) You must be getting sick of me dragging you down.

[donkeyballs]

You ain't draggin' me down.

But I think I might be draggin' you down.

You eaten, yet?

[contorta]

It's not your fault.

Not in a few hours.

/end scene?

[donkeyballs]

Well. How about I fix both, and drag you out for some food.

Come on. I'll meet you in the mess hall.