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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[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.

[donkeyballs]

You still would know better than me.

If it ain't a ship, I don't know what's wrong with it, and even then - we have Amos and Naomi for a reason.

[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.