Windrose, where the wind blows

[tothefly]

Who: Windrose crew and you, distinguished visitors!
Broadcast: Naaah.
Action: Windrose, various points in the near vicinity
When: Until we get off this frozen rock

[On New Year's Day, the crew on board the Windrose and those nearby may notice the chill as the doors to the cargo bay are left open, and their captain making quite a bit of noise as she inspects their newly expanded home away from home. This is likely to go on for a while. Feel free to come investigate, chat among yourselves, complain about the cold, etc!]

Comments

[thebestseller]

How generous they are.

[He laughed.]

Due to the augment, I suspect. Though why I was made the almight janitor in the first place is a mystery to me.

[tothefly]

Maybe Atroma's watched one too many episodes of Scrubs. Didn't you say you were an author, back home?

[thebestseller]

Yeah, I am. Guess there wasn't much of a use for my skills as an author here, so they wanted to give me something practical to do.

[tothefly]

At least you're getting a hell of a book out of this, afterward.

[thebestseller]

No doubt about it. But that's assuming I remember everything when I go back, huh?

[tothefly]

Assuming so. I'd really prefer to think we keep at least a little of this. Be a waste of a year if I didn't.

[thebestseller]

Yeah, memories can be hard to fully eradicate from the mind. Of course, given how adept they've proven at modifying our brains to begin with... who knows?