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reverienet2018-07-11 01:26 pm
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video » un:millerlite
( they’re standing in front of what looks to be a garden, even though it’s empty at present. miller is standing there in his porkpie hat and for once he looks… happy? he claps prax on the shoulder with a small smile and gestures back through like they should show everyone around. )
I told you we’d find it, didn’t I, botanist?
( prax is smiling, too, eyes not focused on the camera but on the rows of hydroponic installations. )
You did. ( that’s soft. a little more firmly, addressing not just miller even though he still isn’t looking at the camera: ) This is enough space to ensure food supply and air filtration, if we’re creative. And if the seeds are still viable, there’s almost enough to fill the spaces in the mess hall tables and the corridors, too.
( and the chapel, don’t sue him for forgetting that. )
Potatoes, mushrooms. ( and then, with obvious pleasure: ) Soy.
( miller raises his arms up to the ceiling in apparent victory, just as excited though he doesn’t know dick about gardening. )
Air is good, isn’t it? Air is nice. ( he addresses his smartwatch again after the brief distraction, ) That doesn’t mean you assholes can smoke, got it? Keep it classy, Inners. We’ll keep everyone breathing easy with these greens, but you all have to do your part and not fuck it up.
( prax nods. he wouldn’t have put it in those terms but yeah. ) We’ll need to test these seeds for viability. Plant them, if they are. Figure out the proper mineral solution needed for long-term stability.
( he glances at miller, then - finally - at the camera. he looks hopeful. ) This is good.
( miller nods at prax a final time and gets a last word in before cutting the feed: ) We all might not die. ( his optimism truly is something to be admired, isn’t it? )
I told you we’d find it, didn’t I, botanist?
( prax is smiling, too, eyes not focused on the camera but on the rows of hydroponic installations. )
You did. ( that’s soft. a little more firmly, addressing not just miller even though he still isn’t looking at the camera: ) This is enough space to ensure food supply and air filtration, if we’re creative. And if the seeds are still viable, there’s almost enough to fill the spaces in the mess hall tables and the corridors, too.
( and the chapel, don’t sue him for forgetting that. )
Potatoes, mushrooms. ( and then, with obvious pleasure: ) Soy.
( miller raises his arms up to the ceiling in apparent victory, just as excited though he doesn’t know dick about gardening. )
Air is good, isn’t it? Air is nice. ( he addresses his smartwatch again after the brief distraction, ) That doesn’t mean you assholes can smoke, got it? Keep it classy, Inners. We’ll keep everyone breathing easy with these greens, but you all have to do your part and not fuck it up.
( prax nods. he wouldn’t have put it in those terms but yeah. ) We’ll need to test these seeds for viability. Plant them, if they are. Figure out the proper mineral solution needed for long-term stability.
( he glances at miller, then - finally - at the camera. he looks hopeful. ) This is good.
( miller nods at prax a final time and gets a last word in before cutting the feed: ) We all might not die. ( his optimism truly is something to be admired, isn’t it? )
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Isn't that always the way?
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Is there...ah...is there something I can do? I cannot say I know anything about botany but maybe there is something
[Does he want to take orders from Miller or from the crew of the Rocinante? No. Does it frustrate him that he is no longer on a ship over which he has full authority? Yes.
But the idea of being idle and useless when maybe there is work that could be done towards getting him out of this trash bucket sooner rather than later far outweighs both of those things.]
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( it's not an order from anyone, just something to do. )
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[It's sarcastic but he means it. After all, you've already implied that he tried to kill Drummer.]
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We could use all hands on deck for this one. [ thank you??? thank you. ]
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[You're welcome.]