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reverienet2018-07-11 01:26 pm
pampa) wrote in reverienet2018-07-11 01:26 pm
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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If we have enough viable seeds, I think that would be good.
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Are you available now, or would you prefer that I come by some other time?
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( more like forever. )
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Perfect. I'll be there soon.
[True to his word, the android arrived about ten minutes later, poking his head into the plant area. He scanned the room, making assessments of the area, equipment that looked like irrigation, fans, and air filtration vents. And then he spotted the man from the video, though he didn't know his name.]
Hello. My name is Connor. We spoke earlier. About the seeds.
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[ prax is busy, because there's a lot to do and he actually knows how to do it. for once, he's entirely in his element. but he still gives a little wave at connor's greeting. ]
Prax Meng. Good to meet you.
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Likewise.
When was all of this discovered? Recently?
[He glanced around.] This area may also provide water filtration along with food and air.
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[ and immediately did a video announcement because plants. god, prax is so glad. ]
Probably, although that's not my area of expertise.
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[He looked and sounded remarkably genuine.
Connor tilted his head, glancing back towards the door.] You and Miller opened it? Did you have any difficulties? [Although he hadn't yet been on the station at the time, he'd heard quite a bit about the ordeal with the door to the command deck.]
If you'd like, I could take a look at the seeds. [He glanced at the lengths of soil for a moment.] And I have nothing else planned for the next few hours. I'd be happy to help you till and plant.
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[ honestly, prax was so sleep-deprived for most of it that he doesn't actually remember. ]
I want to test for viability before planting everything.