the 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹

It smells like human in here.

Would Hell look any different, I wonder?

It's a very popular documentary from your planet—

Dust. Yep. That means the filtration system isn't working so the air is almost certainly running low.

Someone should probably do something about all of these alarms.

could be entertaining.

Or what?

and you want me to occupy this humiliating space? really, doctor. don't you ever grow up?

dear god what have you done?

it's so ( strained ) cozy.

I am *not* leaving my pyjamas.

need a match, darling?

& you *will* heed my words if you want to survive.

i was brought here by an italian robot with a manbun who wined & dined me the whole way only to leave me with the bill & yet another tin man.

as for who i am, well...

i... am...

dr. katherine delamere. fbi.

( she makes a sound that could be a chuckle. )

no, like the little maniac in toy story. i can be sid for an hour, then i'm burning it.

( she takes it, spinning the lanyard around her finger. )

might open a few locked doors for us.

she'll pick up *something* off about the woman in the corner soon enough, even if she's not paying attention. she seems to be observing the crowd, watching them from the corner of her eye, as if looking for something. but what?

i must confess as to being underwhelmed.

i think anywhere we go together is romantic.

for a man called sid.

oh it's an ID card.

( she smiles at him like he's a puppy doing a trick, or trying to, at least. )

that's right, joel. what do you suppose it is?

doesn't look like organic matter to me.

not another brunette.

...felt like a romantic walk to me but ok.

junobot you devil! you told me you were single.

yes, same premise, very good. rushed expeditions can be useful too, but what we have here was built to last, to survive. people would have to live & die here. children born & raised.

we'll come across bodies soon. that'll be very informative.

well ring-a-ding, this won't be so bad after all.

i'm enjoying talking this much.

kind of!

'cause your first outlook posts are still so infantile, but to get that far you have to put absolutely everything you have into it. there's no secrets you can keep. one could, in theory, dissect a species' entire technological tree just by analyzing the components of this place.

( she salutes junobot merrily & smiles, evilly. she'd talk to the doctor about working on a non-evil smile but he would be a prat about it... )

sounds good. do you play music? i'd love a walking soundtrack. or we could listen to the radio?

lots of archaic technologies to be found. every species has its secrets. the older ones, the more advanced, they get streamlined, they all look the same & work the same.

it's like, oh, what do you have on earth? automobiles? do you have those yet? it's like how there's more character in *classics*.

mutan—

i thought it might be. on whose authority? i take it you're not in charge here.