[there's the smallest scowl on her face at this. she takes a sip of wine and it's a little more aggressive than before.]
Stuck here as a delivery girl. [idly:] Do you think if the senior crew were to vanish mysteriously, we'd be able to promote some of our own to the position and redirect the ship?
I already told Encino that I'll side with whoever's the most efficient and annoys me the least. A reasonable company ought to do the same: follow what maximizes profit for them.
[he also sips his wine, shrugging lightly]
They've said enough about being able to earn our way to more information that's classified if we get promotions.
Complete our first tour with the company, and then our performance will be reviewed. If we perform well, we can rise the ranks.
[he yawns]
I've never had to work for someone else before, but if it gets me what I want and it's not entirely an annoyance, I'll consider it to pass the time while I work on my own projects.
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... Thanks.
[as for the rest:] No. I'm not sure. Like I said. The top of the chain keeps the leash tight.
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Inconvenient.
If you ever want to be set free, let me know. I don't mind taking on thought puzzles now and again.
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Then I take it you're searching for leads within the criminal organization that placed it on you to dismantle it.
[just to put all the pieces together]
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... Yes. Which is why I need to go back to my world.
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[damn. sucks.
scien will refill both of their glasses of wine]
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Stuck here as a delivery girl. [idly:] Do you think if the senior crew were to vanish mysteriously, we'd be able to promote some of our own to the position and redirect the ship?
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[he also sips his wine, shrugging lightly]
They've said enough about being able to earn our way to more information that's classified if we get promotions.
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Did they say specifically how to get a promotion? [the idea makes her skin crawl because she hates capitalism but it's fine.]
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[he yawns]
I've never had to work for someone else before, but if it gets me what I want and it's not entirely an annoyance, I'll consider it to pass the time while I work on my own projects.
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she tries not to also yawn.]
Isn't a tour eight weeks? [she might be wrong about this, she was just listening to other people's conversations.]
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Two months must seem like a long time to people who have something to get back to.
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she takes another sip of wine.]
I won't be here for two months. [you will, it's a murder game]
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If they can send us back precisely at the moment that we left, it'll be fine, but I... would prefer to be there now.
[this is slightly pouty.]
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more wine....? scien has no idea how to help people emotionally process help me we're getting wfrench girl wasted on a saturday]
Timelines can diverge as well, in case you haven't experienced that. [thanks virches....]
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... It depends on what you mean by diverge. [thankfully the wine is just making her petulant and not actually upset, if that's any relief for scien.]
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I mean that the timelines went in two different directions, rather than following the same path. So they diverged.
[wait]
They're not... the same.
[local genius who developed eternal youth kneecapped by exactly one fucking glass of red wine]
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I see. [this time she actually does see. a beat.] It's not that it's diverged for me, I think, but that my companion remembers more than me.
... You and Dahut are from the same world, yes?
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Oh. Yes.
[which reminds him that now he's going to pull out something from his lab coat pocket and bestow it into throné's hands
it's temenos' furry ears
scien nods to himself like he's made a good choice, and she knows what to do with them]
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she... she takes them... and goes bwuh?]
How did these get here...
[the stupid thing is she probably does recognize them. a beat, and she kind of grins.]
Hm. He'll be glad to get these back. [spoken in the tone of he absolutely will be so annoyed that i'm going to put these on his head]
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scien smiles, slow and amused, but again it's a fairly mocking one]
He ought to be more honest about his hobbies.
[TEMENOS SPECIFICALLY SAID THEY'RE NOT HIS HOBBIESSSS]
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she has had just enough wine that this makes her laugh!!]
He'll be honest the day he dies and not a moment before.
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scien nods, as if he fully comprehends everything that's happening]
Ah, like Dahut.
[nOOOOOO NOT LIKE DAHUTTTTT]
You are a worthwhile companion, to carry this knowledge on this behalf.
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I do my best. [she says, taking another sip of wine.] ... Have you known him a long time? Dahut.
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