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[There’s a clicking noise, then a burst of static, before a moment of silence. A male voice speaks first, recognizable as Greg’s.] Did it work?

[A female speaks up.] Is it a plant? No. How should I know if it works? Mine got eaten by the Hungry Vine.

[A third voice speaks up, a new male.] He was asking in general, not you, Abbot. And yeah, I think it’s going. But not video. You’re the codemonkey, fix it.

[Greg snorts.] Fixing, fixing, bug boy. You go play with your beetles, I’ll get this… there.

[The video flickers on, showing Greg, Caroline Abbot, and another young man who resembles Greg slightly. ]

[Greg nods happily.] Guess what? We have blankets! [He holds up stiffer-looking greenish-white blankets.] We’re going to share! Abbot can explain!

[Caroline sighs.] They’re plant fiber. I modified the Hungry Vine to have stronger limbs, and—

[The other guy shakes his head.] She’ll talk for hours. Look. Plants became blankets. It’s not good weather for them, but you’ll have them. Anyone wants to pick them up, we already dropped off a load at [x,y]. Outreach and shit, since our PR department is fuc—

Matthew! [Greg’s voice is sharp.] There’s a lady present.

[Caroline blinks, staring at Greg.]

[Matthew snorts.] Fine. Since our PR department is sleeping around instead of making sweet, sweet love to all of y—

[Greg reaches over and shuts the sound of the PCD off. He and Matthew talk for a moment, while Caroline looks very awkward. She plays with a vine that’s crawling up her arm, smiling at it. The boys stop talking, and Greg rolls his eyes and turns the sound back on.]

[Matthew sighs.] The PR department isn’t doing its job. So we’re doing what we can. Better?

[Greg nods, then looks off to the side.] We’ve got to stop transmitting for now. Guard cycles. But we’ll answer questions in a few minutes. It should be safe.

[He smiles, and with a quick wave, he shuts off the PCD.]

[[ooc: There are twenty-five plant-fiber blankets at the location listed.]]

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Wurlitzer. Juke Wurlitzer. Juke Edward Wurlitzer. Doctor Juke Edward Wurlitzer. Ohoho..

I know everyone's gonnna 'preciate it.

[She half-smiles, her face saying she doesn't think Al is getting what she's saying.]

Right.

It's not that... Yeah, all right.

Oh, but you are all so likable~ It's a real mystery as to why you're all so disliked around here.

[Greg pokes the PCD]

You mean it's not transmitting where we are? I thought... oh. Well. No, you wouldn't. Those two are scientists. I'm the guy that makes things work.

Talk about stuffy.

[Matthew shakes his head.]

Arrogant windbags, half of them, and the other half are too busy with their little projects and toys. But it's not all bad.

[Greg tilts his head.]

Doctor? Of what? Are you one of the Outsider scientists?

[Matthew is not impressed, and it shows on his face.]

Yeah, whatever. We're trying to fix it in a little way, but if you want to piss and moan, whatever.

Those all sound like rather large downsides, i'm surprised that you haven't gone crazy from boredom.

What are the good points to wherever you are then? Or is that some big secret?

Robotics. [goes to push up glasses out of habit, but quickly realizes they're not there and puts his hand down] And I guess I am, if that's what you guys call us.

Why should I be concerned about relations?

[Probably not.]

... take care of yourself in there.

And you out there, Al. We're safe if we're... where we are, right?

[She's very limited in what she can say. She knows she won't be protected again, especially if this ever falls into the hands of her bosses.]

Well, I am a wild and crazy guy! But I've got my projects.

[Matthew grins.]

Most of it's secret. But I won't deny the swimming pool has its upsides.

[Now Caroline looks confused.]

But you were just getting after us for not doing enough.

Oh.

[Greg shrugs.]

We've got plenty of guys into robots here already. And it's not a bad thing, it's just what you are. You're outside New Science City, we're inside it.

[Al pauses, and he sounds a bit young, and lost.]

I don't know. Not everyone is allied with me, and there are people here that would kill you if they had the chance. Not a lot, but they would.

I might not be able to protect you again.

Wild and crazy over stuffy and tiresome any day. At least you have something to do, I guess, better than out here.

Lucky~

What's going on...?

...Well. I bet they all suck.

New Science City? Is what that they're calling where ya'll are? And I didn't care, I was just wondering.

How poor your attempts are isn't my problem, it's yours. I don't care what you're doing, especially if this show of 'effort' is the best you all can manage.

Do something useful before expecting anything from us.

[Caroline's a little surprised by what she's hearing. The suit of armor had been big. She thought Al was an adult despite the sound of his voice.]

Which is why I'm safe in here, and you're better out there. That's what I'm saying. If we all... Two cities, not one. That's safer.

We've got all sorts of things to do.

Very. Squid-free swimming, I'll take that any day.

Ugh. This is why so many don't like you guys, isn't it? You're not helping anything being rude. And we didn't expect anything back. That's why we just left the blankets there. No payment, and certainly no lip.

[Greg laughs.]

Some of them do.

Yeah. That's what it was called, before... before here.

[Greg nods to the new face.]

Blankets! The weather's a little warm, but they should help anyways.

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