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Who: Clay
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide
Action: The Marsiva!
When: Jan 20th

[ It's odd waking up, mostly because Clay doesn't actually do it all that often. In fact he's fairly certain to date he's only ever woken up proper twice before now, and he doesn't recall having run out of power. He's actually doing quite well with that, but as he pushes himself up in bed he still reaches up unconsciously to lay a have over his chest to feel the warm thrum of the core within. Everything appears to be normal.

Everything but his surroundings anyway because those don't make any sense either now that he's starting to pay attention to them. Clay runs a hands through his hair out of reflex (he'd check for bumps or bruises if he thought he was capable of having them), takes a moment to let his lips purse at one side of his mouth, and then stands with a clap. ]

Guess I should see if anyone's home. [ Because he figures he must have been collected again somehow. Funny how that always seems to keep happening. ]

Hello~? [ Come out come out wherever you are... While he starts inspecting literally everything and anything he can get his curious hands on. ]

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Whether it's in your best interests to meddle around with your ship when it provides you with air in space.

[ There is such an eyeroll here. ]

I know better than to turn off life support, thanks.

Just checking~ I know I forget sometimes. [ Mostly because he doesn't, you know...breathe. People drowning is still a thing he isn't really aware of, yet. ]

You forget... to use common sense?

Oh no, I have plenty of that. It's just all that air business. [ He waves a hand dismissively. ]

[ Yeah, uh... what? ]

What?

The thing you breathe. [ Air. Helpful isn't he? ]

[ That's when it clicks. ]

You're not human.

[ Ooh, that's unexpected. He's never met anyone who's only seen his projection get it that fast. ]

How did you know? [ He is odd mind you, but most humans in his world would have just claimed him weird and left it at that. Non-humans are somewhat of a rarity, if not extinct from a Golem perspective. ]

For starters, you said the thing you breathe, not the thing we breathe.

[ There's more to it, but little things like that pile up for Chris. Not to mention there are nonhumans pretty much everywhere in his life back home, although all of those need to breathe too. He's just not used to defaulting to human if someone acts weird. ]

Edited 2015-01-21 05:34 (UTC)

Well I did mean the general "you"...was that really all it took?

No. Just call it a hunch, leave it at that.

Well that's got me more curious than ever. No one would've jumped to that conclusion where I'm from...

That's your first mistake. We're all from different places here, so you have to think outside what would be normal for you.

Well what kingdom are you from then?

No kingdom. It's a country called America.

Country...? Never heard of it.

Never heard of America, or never heard of countries?

Both♥

I'm... not going to be your wikipedia here. Just take it as a sign that we come from vastly different places, all right?

Well that seems rather unhelpful... Very well. [ It's spoken airily, a sign of passive surrender. No point in bother someone who doesn't want to give up the answers. ]

[ There's only so much energy he's willing to expend on the oblivious, whether they're that way by choice or situation. ]

It would take way too long.

[ So rude. Oblivious is harsh. ]

Well it's not as if either of us are in any particular hurry.

[ Chris is kind of an ass. ]

True. I just don't want to.

Hmm. [ Completely the opposite of the old collector and Mina who tend to over-explain everything. Sometimes he can get the latter to hush up...not that he minds. ]