No offense taken. I've just gotten used to the weird and mysterious as of late-- not quite space varieties of weird, but definitely close enough. Had planned on getting the hell away from it all, but here I am. Apparently it likes me as much as I dislike it.
Me? No. I knew some spooks, enough to know I didn't want anything to do with it. But the government wouldn't want me to actually work for them, even if i'd asked nicely.
[ this would be such a different conversation were it in person..... bullshitting is easier by text. ]
Luckily for you, resumes don't seem to matter much in space. You looked into any of the departments yet? Helps keep the crazy at bay when you have a job distracting you.
Not enough to make any concrete decisions. Interested in being involved with more than a few, but apparently that's frowned upon among crew members. I'm just not good at sticking with just one of anything.
[ ouch, he shouldn't have said that. internal angst is a go. ]
Jack of all trades, huh? And I think it's more to do with the ship liking a certain level of commitment. I don't think you can get nanite clearance to more than one department.
Or some other word that makes the ship sound less like a Macy's.
I think the nanite clearance thing sort of negates department. And every other word you could've used sounds like you're in the army or you work for the government.
But hey, as long as i'm not working in the shoe department.
Whether or not i'd run out of clean jeans to wear was never really something I aspired to worrying about. This place is more decked out than my local YMCA and yet there aren't any spares clothes?
Maybe someone else already ran off with all of it.
It was before my time, but apparently we stopped off at a station once. It nearly killed everyone, obviously, but maybe the next one will have a shopping mall.
[ OH YEAH, that totally encourages the optimism theme. ]
Pretty broad spectrum of possibilities there, though I don't know how close we rank to complete and utter innhilation. But i'm glad to know that at least somebody's setting their expectations high.
The question is, whether or not it's a shopping mall we'll even want to go in to.
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[ He watched X-files, he knows how whack that shit gets. ]
Ever met an alien?
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[ not to mention the observers are.... yeah, peter has no idea. ]
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But when you say X-Files, does that make you government?
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[ this would be such a different conversation were it in person..... bullshitting is easier by text. ]
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What, is your resume slightly lacking?
[ as if he's not expecting worse. he's been in space long enough to know everyone here has a checkered past. ]
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The problem is that my resume isn't lacking. It's just got all the wrong things on it. All those speeding tickets I never got around to paying.
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[ dubiousness in text form. ]
Luckily for you, resumes don't seem to matter much in space. You looked into any of the departments yet? Helps keep the crazy at bay when you have a job distracting you.
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Not enough to make any concrete decisions. Interested in being involved with more than a few, but apparently that's frowned upon among crew members. I'm just not good at sticking with just one of anything.
[ ouch, he shouldn't have said that. internal angst is a go. ]
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Or some other word that makes the ship sound less like a Macy's.
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But hey, as long as i'm not working in the shoe department.
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[ his few outfits from home are a little threadbare js ]
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Maybe someone else already ran off with all of it.
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[ they're very lovely designs, of course, but still. ]
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[ optimistic. ]
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[ let's be real, it's statistically probable. ]
It was before my time, but apparently we stopped off at a station once. It nearly killed everyone, obviously, but maybe the next one will have a shopping mall.
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Pretty broad spectrum of possibilities there, though I don't know how close we rank to complete and utter innhilation. But i'm glad to know that at least somebody's setting their expectations high.
The question is, whether or not it's a shopping mall we'll even want to go in to.
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[ actually, he's wondering if anyone's asked the local about that disease. ]
So why Greek?
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Why'd I learn it? Or why do I even care about a dead language in the first place?
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But for the most part, definitely wouldn't rank it as one of the most useful languages.
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