but seriously, what's the deal with space food?

[amarant]

Who: Emblica
Broadcast: Network, voice-only.
Action: Fellow members of the SS Dysfunction Pathstone
When: In the middle of the night. Space night. Insomniacs, ARISE.

[ It's kind of weird that even in space, people still have a sort of schedule. Sleep during the same few hours, wake up and then stay awake for a while, then go back to bed. Even the fact that all around them, it's dark, doesn't seem to take away from that. In a way, it's almost impressive.

Of course, there are always people who don't...quite adhere to that "normal" sleep schedule. Maybe you can't sleep. Maybe you were taking a shower before bed and then you ran out of hot water and the cold water woke you back up. Maybe your bunkmate snores way too loud.

If you are one particular member of the Pathstone (hint: the one who basically only leaves the sickbay about four times a day), then it's a combination of weird unpleasant dreams and the knowledge that there's a good chance of most of the others on board being asleep right now.

Also, hunger. It's not like she's particularly craving weird solid protein stuff, but when you have to eat, you have to eat.

And so she's sitting in the little dining room, trying to find something among the options here. It is not easy. So, to the network (the ones who aren't sleeping): ]


Has anyone thought of a good way to eat the food here? I keep trying, but it still feels wrong when I eat it.

The flavors don't make sense to me, either. I only know what a few of them are. Are they strange for everyone else?


[ If anyone from the Pathstone is around, she'll be hanging around, poking at some chicken solid and some mixed vegetable solid. And actually not hiding her face. It's...kind of hard to eat with it on. ]

Comments

[amarant]

That's too bad...

[ She means the murders, not the other thing. ]

Your eyes must be awfully tired, then.

[ She means the other thing, not the murders. ]

[onlyanapple]

You get used to it, after a while. Besides, I've had the last five years off.

[amarant]

And apparently more time than that, now.

[onlyanapple]

So it would seem. Perhaps the universe really has decided to let me retire. [And by Universe he of course means 'Adam'.]

[amarant]

[ Hang on, let her try to figure that out. ]

Do you mean the universe as a thinking entity?

[onlyanapple]

Or rather, the Guy running the universe.

[amarant]

Is there someone with that much power?

[ Huh. ]

Interesting.

[onlyanapple]

Of course there is, He created it all.

[amarant]

And only him?

[onlyanapple]

Yes, only Him. Humanity shaped it afterwards, but the beginning? All Him.

[amarant]

What a task for one to complete, all alone.

[ She's not fully on board yet, though. ]

[onlyanapple]

Well, yes, but He could cope. Being omnipotent and all.

[amarant]

A world with a god only coping sounds like an unpleasant one.

[onlyanapple]

He does more than cope, I'm just saying He doesn't have any issues.

[amarant]

Ah, my mistake. It's good that some gods are...above such things.

[onlyanapple]

There's only one where I come from.

[amarant]

I won't refer to yours as the only one, if that's what you're requesting.

[onlyanapple]

I'm not, I'm aware there are others, in other worlds. I'm not so shortsighted to assume everyone believes in the one.

Not even humans in my world can agree on Him, after all.

[amarant]

That sounds rather...inconvenient.

[onlyanapple]

It can be. Luckily I'm someone in the know, so I don't need to stress out about it like mortals do.

[amarant]

You never feel like enlightening them as to the "truth"?

[onlyanapple]

Why should I? People are entitled to believe what they want to. Free will is important.

[amarant]

I'd rather know than cling to false ideas.

[onlyanapple]

Ideas are important. It doesn't matter if it's true or not, so long as you believe it. If it gives you something you need, then you should keep it.

[amarant]

That seems too easy.