un: fairchild | text

[creatio]

so, i can't be the only one wondering where our stuff is, right? because i don't know about you guys but i don't usually use a jumpsuit as pajamas, even if i'm taking an impromptu space nap. and even though i'm trying super hard not to think about someone playing nasa barbie while i was unconscious, i can't help but want to know what they've done with everything else.

( Her stele is the thing she's most eager to get back, if she's honest. But she'd take her knife too. Hell, even her actual underwear. )

has anyone come across a closet? or like, a sinister collection of momentos.

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text; un: tokumei

[neuralnet]

The apartment I am staying in appears to have been occupied before. There was a book there, but I don't think it belongs to anyone currently here.

[creatio]

i found some stuff in my room too. i asked around, but i'm pretty sure it wasn't left by anyone who's just come to the ship.

that's like #3 in my list of space worries. where did they go? why leave their stuff behind? did we trade?

[neuralnet]

I'm guessing that the whereabouts of our belongings rank #1 or #2?

[creatio]

#1. how did i get to space?
#2. where are my pants?
#3. who left their shirt in my room?

and all of the above, does it relate to the screaming from the other day?

[neuralnet]

Those are good concerns.

You're one of the people who heard screams, then? I didn't hear screams but I did see an explosion that reversed itself a second later.

[creatio]

seriously?
did it just turn itself back inside out?

[neuralnet]

Something like that.
Here, I can show you...

[ He sends a video file, which might plausibly have come from his wrist communicator, but actually came from his eyes. It shows the first-person view of him walking down a corridor, minding his own business, when suddenly there is a burst of light and a loud explosion. He falls to the ground as the ceiling falls apart, wires sparking and crackling. Then, a second later, the hallway is back to normal, as though nothing happened. The video cuts off just as the sound of approaching footsteps is heard. ]

[creatio]

holy crap.

( HER SPIDEY SENSES ARE TINGLING AND THERE'S NOTHING SHE CAN DO ABOUT IT. )

that's seriously freaky. did anyone else see something like that? i wasn't the only one who heard the screaming, i know that for sure.

[neuralnet]

Yes, one other person mentioned they saw the same thing I did.

[creatio]

can a space station be haunted?

( Because what the fuck. )

[neuralnet]

As much as any place can, I suppose...

[creatio]

i keep thinking this is some weird dream and that i'll wake up tomorrow telling myself not to eat ice-cream before bed.

[neuralnet]

I know for a fact it's not a dream.

[ Because the answer to "do androids dream of electric sheep?" is no. They don't dream at all. At least, in Haruto's experience. ]

[creatio]

yeah?
cosmic pinching?

[neuralnet]

I don't dream.

[ That's benign enough right? He doesn't need to go into the reasons why... ]

[creatio]

oh.

i can't tell if that's a good or a bad thing. no nightmares vs. no epic dreams.

[neuralnet]

I still daydream. Sort of, anyway. Something like it, at least. Let my thoughts wander.

[creatio]

yeah, i think i'd go crazy without daydreaming.

there's something great about just being able to drift away.

[neuralnet]

It breaks up the monotony, that's for sure.