mingle ye blue fishes

[summerschild]

Who: The crew of the Blue Fish, and visitors
Broadcast: Nah
Action: Aboard the Fish of Blue
When: 11/25 and onward

[We're baaaack! Whether or not you enjoyed your time aboard the Marsiva, there's really no place like space home. With a couple of new features to explore, it's time to mingle the hell out of this ship, comrades.]

Comments

[geonomy]

Thank you! [He brings the pot back to the stove top, fluffing it a bit before placing the lid on it and lowering the heat, letting it simmer.] And hey, in my defense, lots of things don't look as good as ice cream sandwiches.

[Back to the meat, since that requires most of his attention. But he'll still turn slightly so that he can talk to Bran.]

You're the one with those robots, right? How're they doing?

[summerschild]

Yes, I am.

[Bran pulls out his communicator and fiddles with it a bit. Then, just a couple of moments later, there's a slight mechanical whirring out in the hall. In come his small fleet of cleaning bots, a couple of them bumping into the chair legs. Each one is suited for a slightly different cleaning task, and that's how Bran tells them apart - he leans down to pick up the mopping bot, equipped with a special underside.]

They're well. I don't know if they can be unwell, precisely. Can a robot fall ill?

[geonomy]

[Clay seems to light up a bit when he sees the robots, and he would bend down to talk to them, but he is kind of busy right now. It reminds him of home, kind of, what with robots being in just about every room at the GYAXA space center.]

Sometimes robots can malfunction, or catch a virus, run out of batteries, get an injury... A lady I knew back home would call them sicknesses, and fixing them would be her way of getting them better again.

[He gestures towards the robot Bran's holding with the spatula he has.] But it looks like they're all fine!

[summerschild]

[He knows about their basic workings, due to his augment, but one word is new to him.]

What's a virius?

[Something about the sound of it is nasty and threatening. He holds Lady a bit closer.]

[geonomy]

[Awww. Clay gives a reassuring smile, though he'll still explain.]

Basically, the robot can get sick. Its operating system could get corrupted, it might not work properly, and it takes a lot of work to get rid of it. [He holds up a finger:] But! It can only happen if someone on the outside injects the sickness into it, so it's not something it can catch on its own.