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]

I just wish I knew if Mei is okay.

( that's all that matters — and the crew of the roci is helping, even if prax realised long before holden apologised that they were using him, too, in some way. ) Thank you.

[donkeyballs]

[There's a longer pause before the next message comes.]

Yeah, I know, Doc. And I wish I could say that I knew she was.

I'd give a hell of a lot, right now, to know that my son was okay.

But the best thing we can do for them is just keep marchin on and get back there as soon as we can, right?

I ain't about to give up, if you won't.

[contorta]

I didn't know you had a son. Tell me about him?

[donkeyballs]

[ It's always a hard subject, for Alex, and there's a reason that he hasn't really told Prax about it, but that was before. Saying 'my kid's safe on Mars' isn't exactly an empathetic way to have a conversation with a guy who's kid was missing. But now they were both far from home and Alex was worried that they weren't just far in space but far in time too. Who knew if Melas was still alive, or if he'd died generations ago.]

I had a picture on the Roci, but. Well. It didn't come with me, or I'd show you.

He's a damn bright kid. Takes after his mom a lot more than he takes after me, and lives with her on Mars. He's the cutest kid you've ever seen but already thinks he's thirty, if you know what I mean.

[contorta]

( being far in time isn't even something prax has considered yet. he's more worried about being stuck here for so long that he'll be too late for mei. )

He sounds great. What's his name?

[donkeyballs]

Melas.

[ There was a longer pause, before he continued. Probably good this was over text. It was getting harder and harder to think about his son, out here. ]

When we get outta this shit, get back home, and get your girl, maybe we'll get to introduce them.

[contorta]

I think Mei would like that. She makes friends quickly.

[donkeyballs]

Yeah. Think he'd like it, too.

[ Though there was always that nagging voice at the back of his head that said he didn't really know Melas very well at all - who was he to say what he liked and what he didn't? But it didn't matter. This was more about Prax, anyway. ]

You doin' okay otherwise, Doc?

[contorta]

( it can be about both of them and their children, but prax is admittedly stuck on his own pain of missing mei. )

Yeah, I'm fine. Amos took out the staples in my head.

[donkeyballs]

Yeah? It all healed up alright?

You're gonna be helpin' out with the gardening stuff too, right?

[contorta]

I think so. Though it'll probably leave a scar.

Of course. If you find any seeds or saplings, let me know?

[donkeyballs]

Hate to say it, but you're probably right. Wouldn't worry too much about it, though. Scars are just stories for the grandkids, right?

Of course, Doc. No one else I'm gonna take plants to, other than our plant guy. Can't say I've seen any, though.

But what I was tryin to get at was that if you needed any help, you just lemme know. Goin' a little stir crazy in the meantime.

[contorta]

I'd be happy for the help. There's a lot to do even just to prepare panels, storage, that kind of thing. I think this place was rigged for hydroponics at some point.

[donkeyballs]

Makes sense, on a station this size. Wouldn't be surprised if we find more of them, once we get some of these damn doors open.

But thanks, Doc. You just tell me where you need me and I'm on it.

[contorta]

Is anyone working on that? Opening the doors.

I will.

[donkeyballs]

Yeah, there's a few.

Bunch of these fellas are uh - stronger than your average bear, let's put it that way. Last I heard, Apollo was putting a team together.

You met him, yet?

[contorta]

No, I haven't. Apollo, like the god?

[donkeyballs]

Same name, yeah.

Prax.

He went outside without a vac suit.

He flew around outside without a vac suit.

[contorta]

Like one of the hybrids?

( he doesn't know apollo. this is the first thing that comes to his mind. )

[donkeyballs]

He ain't glowin' blue, but he has just about as much respect for the laws of physics.

[contorta]

Is he human?

[donkeyballs]

He looks human. But I don't even know if that means anythin' anymore.

Half the people here can do things I ain't ever even heard of. At what point do they stop bein' human?

[contorta]

I don't think that depends on abilities. DNA, maybe.

[donkeyballs]

You're the biologist, Doc. You'd know better than me.

But it ain't somethin I've asked.

[contorta]

I'm a botanist. Humans aren't my area of expertise.