Announcement

[revenancenpcs]

Hello, and welcome to-

I am sorry, my resources here appear to be limited. I have been authorized to use this network in order to make announcements regarding current events on the Mother of Invention.

Currently, many of my systems remain inoperable. However, I am attempting to make the systems control portions of the ship accessible, and I would appreciate any assistance in bringing the rest of my functions online. I will be opening up a secondary training room shortly in order to provide a route to these vital areas.

Thank you for your help, and have a nice day.

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[guerriera]

[Atta girl, FILSS.]

..You sure know how to pick 'em, Church. [Her voice sounds a little too tired for that to be an insult.] Given how long you've been here, I suppose it was only a matter of time before this happened. Is anyone else know about this little trick?

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[fearmylaserface]

Funny. Very funny.

Know about what? The fact the FILSS thinks I'm the Director? Anyone that saw that.

[guerriera]

[Faint Irritation.] I meant before the ship showed up. Or FILSS at least. I don't recall Theta or Delta being able to pull that off.

[ Not that she's aware of any non-Freelancers being privy to...certain details, but Carolina would like some forewarning, at least. ]

[fearmylaserface]

No one knew. I didn't tell them. And I don't think the others can do it.

[guerriera]

That's probably for the best. [A faint sigh of irritation - but not at him, for once.] They'll want to know. You better be ready to explain yourself.

And keep an eye out for that Spartan. I don't trust her at all.

[fearmylaserface]

And you think I do? She threatened to hack me.

[guerriera]

[A snort.]

Exactly.

I know you. Watch yourself around her, especially if I can't get to you.

[fearmylaserface]

I'll be careful. I'm not putting myself in a position where she can get at me. Ever.

I don't like being treated as nothing more than a piece of equipment, and I don't think she's capable of treating me any other way.

[guerriera]

Good. Did you make an additional partner to that ram-deer thing of yours to help Allison yet?

[You may need it.

...There's not much she can say to that - especially when she rather suspects it to be true.]

Not everyone's going to be as accomodating as some of the dreamers here, Church. Find some way to put up with it that won't end up with you glitched. Especially if more people show up from our world.

[ Her tone borders on severe, yet carries a vague hint of concern.]

[fearmylaserface]

Yes...

And I know. I'll do my best, Carolina.

[guerriera]

[ ...Why does she not trust that 'yes'? ] ..Church.

Good. And you know how to reach me otherwise. [If When your luck runs bad again.]

[fearmylaserface]

I got a really odd one from pieces I got at the game. It's a giant Meow Wow with the personality of Caboose.

Of course I know. As does Allison. Or at least, if it's bad enough, I doubt she's above stealing to communicator and making a fuss.

[guerriera]

[ /Silence/ absolute radiates on the line for a moment. ]

...I don't think that counts as help, church.

[ She's met Caboose, after all. She's not sure if she should offer sympathy or start laughing. ]

[fearmylaserface]

Trying to train this one some before I make something else, Carolina. I've got the pieces for others. I just can't see training Caboose and another at the same time.

[guerriera]

[ He does have a point. Having to teach the help how to help is going to keep the AI's robot hands full, to say the least. ]

..That's probably for the best.

[Reluctantly] Are you going to need help with that?

[fearmylaserface]

So far, no. And I need to make sure he'll listen to and obey me...

If something goes really bad, you'll be the first I call.

[guerriera]

See that you do.

...Good luck. [She has a feeling you're going to need it.]