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

[mistyday]

Maybe you can try again! There's a bunch of people who do gardening here.

[therewerefifty]

You can garden on these ships?

[How? There's no sun...]

[mistyday]

Yeah! Vision's got this... hydro... hydro somethin or another set up in the cargo bay. It's like gardenin' with no dirt!

[therewerefifty]

Vision. Is he the ...

[l o l she makes a kind of confused helpless gesture. She has no idea how to describe him.]

[mistyday]

Robot? Yeah! That's him!

[therewerefifty]

What is a robot?

[This is probably some thing everyone knows in the future, isn't it.]

[mistyday]

They're... mechanical people. Artificial life.

[therewerefifty]

Built by humans?

[Her brow furrows. Really? That seems... strange.] Can people not have children in the future, or is there some other reason?

[mistyday]

[She shrugs.] I dunno. We don't have robots like Vision in my world. Just like... little cleaning robots and factory robots and whatnot. You'd have to ask him.

[therewerefifty]

[She smiles a little.] No. I think I've been rude enough in showing such curiosity. I think I should just accept that other worlds are always going to seem extremely strange in comparison to my own.

[mistyday]

Ain't that the truth? I'm still trying to get the hang of all this space nonsense myself.