mingle post? mingle post. MINGLE POST!!

[carreau]

Who: you
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.

[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.

Just comment and tag around. ]

Comments

[aberrant_type]

Do!

How are you doing, Emblica?

[amarant]

I'm fine.

...you're feeling better, then? That's good.

[aberrant_type]

I'm feeling much better.

You didn't feel ill in the first place, did you?

[amarant]

That's good to hear.

I seem to have been the only one on my ship who stayed healthy, actually.

[aberrant_type]

It must be because you weren't so sociable with the locals. You weren't exposed to their little nanomachines. [She crunches through another piece of chicken thoughtfully.] Did anyone ever summarize what happened for you?

[amarant]

[ Shrugs lightly; maybe, maybe not. ]

No, they didn't. Did you want to tell me?

[ It's unlikely that Hange wouldn't want whatever work she did going unknown, but better safe than sorry. ]

[aberrant_type]

Everyone ought to know. It's actually somewhat concerning. [Crunch.] The illness we all suffered seems to have been caused by nanomachines, tiny robots that infiltrated our bodies. The source of said nanomachines being the red stones that locals handed out to us from the last planet.

It doesn't sound like an honest mistake, does it?

[amarant]

It doesn't sound like that at all.

[ She doesn't even like most of these people, and she's not happy about that. ]

[aberrant_type]

To make a long story short, our bodies were seeded with nanomachines and they caused the illness. They were sapping quite a lot of energy from us.

[amarant]

How did you learn that was the case?

[aberrant_type]

It's difficult to describe... but our cells were being metabolized by the little monsters, molecular bonds broken for energy, which was then sent backwards somewhere else. We were able to ascertain this from the blood samples which many people donated to us, luckily.