Probably not different versions of the same Earth, though. Seems like my coworkers and I usually still stay connected in some way across mirrors, so they'd still know each other... ah, to some extent.
[they'd at least be somewhat familiar, if they knew each other somewhere else.]
Ah, not exactly, we... Rodya's mentioned it anyway, so I'm sure it's fine...
[she spilled first, that door has already been opened on this ship.]
Mirror worlds. Different versions of the place we come from. We've seen that other selves of ours exist in them, and it's normally more than one of us, so-- if these were all versions of one Earth, they don't know each other in any of them. Probably.
I heard a little about... headchickens... and that was the extent. [a beat.] They are most likely trying to make the work sound less terrible than it is, you know.
Oh. Hello. [greetings, roach. she's not as... much of a fan of bugs as she is like, dogs, but it's fine. she's managed to be polite about his bug arm so far. does he actually have a bug arm]
... Well. It is a roach. [she says like she's trying to assess how smart this thing is. she had a full on conversation with a crayfish yesterday nothing is impossible]
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[they'd at least be somewhat familiar, if they knew each other somewhere else.]
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[she spilled first, that door has already been opened on this ship.]
Mirror worlds. Different versions of the place we come from. We've seen that other selves of ours exist in them, and it's normally more than one of us, so-- if these were all versions of one Earth, they don't know each other in any of them. Probably.
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I see. [she does not] You have a strange job.
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[tiredly... yeah they have a weirdass job.]
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I heard a little about... headchickens... and that was the extent. [a beat.] They are most likely trying to make the work sound less terrible than it is, you know.
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[these rooms have real ass beds!!]
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[sparkles........ she loved that bird]
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[that last part is to. the roach peeking out of his vest pocket, as he glances down to it.]
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she blinks.]
Oh. Hello. [greetings, roach. she's not as... much of a fan of bugs as she is like, dogs, but it's fine. she's managed to be polite about his bug arm so far. does he actually have a bug arm]
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also yeah he does it is exactly like this. big bug arm.]
-getting this thing to stay put is a work in progress.
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... Well. It is a roach. [she says like she's trying to assess how smart this thing is. she had a full on conversation with a crayfish yesterday nothing is impossible]
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[the roach looks triumphant. is it the smarter half of this duo? who can truly say.]
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It could be both. Smart enough to not follow orders from something that could never claim ownership over it.
[ok settle down it's a roach]
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[but is she wrong though.]
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[he looks up at the roach.
the roach looks down at him.]
Can you even carry anything?
[the roach, predictably, does not answer.]
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I'm not sure you have room to judge. [this is SO RUDE]
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[C'MONNN.]
It is a little more dexterous than it looks, at least. Usually.
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[depending on what they are,]
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