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trans_92012-02-05 11:39 am
iselldrugstothecommunity) wrote in trans_92012-02-05 11:39 am
Foodplot: Parte Uno [Closed]
After the 'bitching about Stacy' session finally reached a head, Sakura and Howard decided to actually do something about all the questions they had about their spacefaring fleshy home. Granted, they couldn't really find anything out about the Ohm on their own, and the Daligig were Right Out, so that left exploring the ship itself.
Time for them to find out what it is that they're putting in their bodies.
They drew on a few people they trust, or at least have figured out well enough to not distrust (more than they usually do), and now they're gathered at the mess hall at some awkward hour when no one is there to eat. They've brought Kanoe Zouichi (specialties: stuff going boom and wrangling Howard into being cooperative) and Ian Chesterton (specialties: hot cocoa, also science). And Ian's brought Barbara Wright (specialties: ??? and pissing Howard off).
Howard's tucking away at a tray of slop, figuring that if they're going to find anything that puts them off eating food forever, he might as well enjoy sweet, delicious ignorance now.
Time for them to find out what it is that they're putting in their bodies.
They drew on a few people they trust, or at least have figured out well enough to not distrust (more than they usually do), and now they're gathered at the mess hall at some awkward hour when no one is there to eat. They've brought Kanoe Zouichi (specialties: stuff going boom and wrangling Howard into being cooperative) and Ian Chesterton (specialties: hot cocoa, also science). And Ian's brought Barbara Wright (specialties: ??? and pissing Howard off).
Howard's tucking away at a tray of slop, figuring that if they're going to find anything that puts them off eating food forever, he might as well enjoy sweet, delicious ignorance now.
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Sometimes he wondered if the translators on Stacy were working quite right.
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Being so new, she still offered lots of things which had already happened or were useless thanks to some past event.
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Nothing to put the fear of Mom into you like a record of public torture. He doesn't comment on the crossed wires with Sakura and Zouichi. He gets the gist.
"Nothing's impossible here. Don't you know that?" And Howard makes another little snorting, snickering sound at the mention of the Captain.
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If it fit right in with the uplifting statement of nothing's impossibility. "There's no such thing as something Stacy can't find out, though if we're going to take time to delight in being paranoid, I'm going to go find out if Kang has any juice left at the Drunken Dragon. I'd rather have something tasty with my paranoia, thank you. Makes it all go down smooth."
She looked up from the table, eyeing the room as a whole.
"It was through the Mess Hall that they reached SHODAN, wasn't it?"
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"You should have learnt a long time ago that there's no such thing as impossible," she told Ian with a light smile. After everything they'd been through, it was slightly surprising that he still insisted that everything followed his science and that was the end of it.
Though Zouichi's way of thinking was being labeled paranoia, Barbara thought that it was, in a sense, practical thinking should the very worst happen. But she kept quiet for the moment.
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Given the general atmosphere that had gathered over the group, Ian tried to wrench it back to the topic of food. "I could tell you the chemical composition of this," he said, nodding in the direction of the stuff Howard had been eating. "But that's not that helpful in the long run."
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Not too much or people will start to think he's friendly!"I didn't watch it either."He shrugs at Sakura. "I was busy running around like a chicken with its head cut off during that mess. If so, they cleaned this place up good."
He pushes his tray towards Ian. "It's different for everyone, based on your needs. Like we get paste, and Zouichi here gets half a glass of water, and my cat gets something that smells like spam. And Sampire gets blood. Whose blood, we got no idea." Howard shakes his head and walks his fork across the table like a little person distractedly. "The question isn't really what it is, it's where she's getting all the material for it."
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She stood up, stepping back over the bench and starting to pace.
"Where is she getting the materials, and what regulates that supply? Before even worrying if it stops -- can we see about making sure it doesn't?"
She paused, looking at the gathered group, then over to Zouichi in particular. "This ship is enormous. We have access to very little of it, for no good reason aside from protocols left in place from the Warden or the Daligig that put her in place. Stacy can get us in to the things we should know more about to survive, thrive, and then do whatever it is we need to do for this whole damn prophetic war in the first place."
The anger that was rising didn't entirely fit the cause, and it wasn't entirely caused by anything directly involved in this situation. Sakura went back to pacing, unable to hold still right then.
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And of course the ship had been an enemy since day one.
But he was growing a little impatient. "So let's find out what this source is. That is why we're here, isn't it?" Unless they'd invited him here to exchange complaints, of course, and he had plenty of those waiting in the wings.
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"Where would we start?" she asked Zouichi eventually. "And how? Do we need to pull things a part or break into some place?" They might need equipment if that were the case.
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"You're right." He smiled at Sakura. "Although it's energy that can't be created or destroyed. But perhaps the food is some output from Stacy. We drink milk from cows, perhaps this is Stacy's equivalent.
/wrap thread!
Then he makes a face. "God, just when I thought we couldn't get grosser than cannibalism, Ian busts out that."