I got along with Nero-sama, at least. [ well until he tried to outbid him on his magical fork or whatever the hell that was ] But I did speak to Diluc-sama often.
But as the weeks go, everyone will be someone we speak to often.
Dahut told me that Scien threw one into another one...
[wii rat bowling]
There was some sort of journal going around talking about... what happens when souls are exposed to those CEM waves. And about if it's possible to bring those who died back. It seemed important, have you seen it?
Here. [she has learned the sacred art of not keeping transcribed datalogs in her tiddies, so she shows him this on her iris.
she reads off:]
"If so, does that mean it’s possible to bring back those who have died on this ship? Their bodies are in the cryopods and we have the technology to revert those bodies to the state of when they were employed."
[as i look at modboops and it's shared publicly help]
[SHAKES HANDS. SOMETIMES YOUR CR DIES EVERY WEEK.]
I can bring whatever I find to you, if you'd like, though I'm not sure how useful half of it is. [she rubs at her face a bit, tired and a little amused.] ... We are in a similar boat, but thankfully I still have one or two.
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We did. [she says, glancing up at him with a little smile.] ... Are you alright? I don't know if you were close to either of them.
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But as the weeks go, everyone will be someone we speak to often.
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That's true. [she tucks her hair behind her ear.] ... I suppose they'll be fine where they are. We know that for sure, now.
At least for a while.
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[ he will not count on that but. it would be nice. ]
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You heard about those too, did you. [dryly.] ... The previous crew is where they are, I've been told.
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[ not like, the rats were a concern, but more like they were alarmingly into rat talk. is this an obsession. ]
But that makes sense, if they supposedly get sent to the same place when they pass.
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[wii rat bowling]
There was some sort of journal going around talking about... what happens when souls are exposed to those CEM waves. And about if it's possible to bring those who died back. It seemed important, have you seen it?
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Here. [she has learned the sacred art of not keeping transcribed datalogs in her tiddies, so she shows him this on her iris.
she reads off:]
"If so, does that mean it’s possible to bring back those who have died on this ship? Their bodies are in the cryopods and we have the technology to revert those bodies to the state of when they were employed."
[as i look at modboops and it's shared publicly help]
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but he will read it over. ]
Thank you. I will admit, that the majority of the people who would have shared things like this with me are dead.
[ does your cr ever die every week. sometimes your cr dies every week. ]
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I can bring whatever I find to you, if you'd like, though I'm not sure how useful half of it is. [she rubs at her face a bit, tired and a little amused.] ... We are in a similar boat, but thankfully I still have one or two.
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Perhaps we are cursed?
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she kind of just. laughs? a little? adjusts the collar around her neck.]
... Well, I wouldn't be surprised. Perhaps we are.
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... also, were you all okay after yesterday? The tendrils.
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... Anyway, yes. Lucien and Harley reopened some of their wounds, but we were able to take care of it. [...] Did you try to stay on the planet?
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[ imagine looking out the window and just fucking watching tentacles shoot out and then come back carrying everyone ]
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... Ah. [...] Did you get a better look at what they were made of? I was busy being... tentacled.
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I couldn't, know. There was too many lights and movement to get a good look.
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Hm. [a pause.] This makes the meat rumors even more concerning.
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... That's not a terrible idea. [yes it is]
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We'd need to figure out how to deal with them somehow,
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