Temenos. [she doesn't bother hiding it, because people will know eventually when they find the two of them attached at the hip.]
So far as I can tell, Nero Turner and Bradley Bain are from the same world. Dahut and Scien, yes. Guy Cecil and Anise Tatlin. And of course, there are many from... Earth, but my conversations have led me to believe they may be different versions.
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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So far as I can tell, Nero Turner and Bradley Bain are from the same world. Dahut and Scien, yes. Guy Cecil and Anise Tatlin. And of course, there are many from... Earth, but my conversations have led me to believe they may be different versions.
[she's done her research!!]
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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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