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Hello Max, it's Allen.

Listen, I'm really sorry what happened in my dream. For...everything, really. Are you alright?

NGL, a little freaked out. But mostly fine.
What about u? What was that about anyway?

[normally he'd ask what the text lingo means but...not does not seem to be the time.]

I don't blame you for being freaked out..

[there's a pause. After what happened with Ino...]

Unfortunately...I'm still trying to figure that out myself.

So you don't know what caused all that? That's not good.
How r u holding up?

Not really, no. I mean, I thought I knew, but it turns out I was wrong...so I'm back at square one.

...I've had better weeks. [That's an honest enough answer]

Afraid my powers aren't much use in figuring these things out. Never paid attention to psychology lectures either.
Just make sure nobody touches any levers around you.

Ha- I know. My boyfriend suggested the same thing. Maybe I can find a way to put up a big sign there.

[Not that would've stopped people like you Max but still!! There's a pause]

Look...I should be honest. The person you saw there...he is a real person. Or whatever that thing is was posing as someone who is a real person.

And he is very dangerous, and he is connected to me. But- [Nngh giving Nea any sort of credit hurts no matter how little] I think he's more interested in his own goals than going out of his way to kill people.

Edited 2015-10-31 02:45 (UTC)

k let's get this straight-
So the guy in your dream-thing isn't the actual guy, but the actual guy exists. And he is still dangerous but doesn't usually go around killing people?
And he's connected to you how exactly?

Well...

[There's a pause because wow, how do you explain this without sounding like a nutcase to someone whose near normie since he can't just say DEMON HOST and expect her to get it]

It's complicated...and even I don't understand it all myself, but-

It's like because of what he is, he has a special ability that if he ever died- he could come back to life after some time by taking over someone else's body.

Which apparently he died and decided to try that ability...with me.

Luckily the augment stops him from actually taking over, but it couldn't expel him completely, so he's just sort of...there. [Stuck in a limbo hell only known by people stuck in the DMV]

Does any of that make sense?

Wow. That's crazy. [ And sounds like something out an an anime, no offense. ]
Not to say I don't believe you. I mean I saw the guy. Even if was just dream-version.
I don't suppose there's anything I can do to help?

Edited (I missed a very important word in there) 2015-10-31 20:34 (UTC)

Yeah. Tell me about it. [It's okay none taken, his life is flipping weird and he knows it]

Unfortunately I don't think so. I don't even know when it happened, so time traveling is out.

...I'll figure out something, besides the augment. I've already made it this long, after all.

My time powers are useless for that sort of junk anyway. I can only rewind a few minutes unless I have a photo.
But if the augment is helping, then I guess it's kind of a good thing we wound up here, huh?

I see. That's...probably for the best. I saw a movie once where this teenager went back in time, and he got hit by his mom's car- and because of that somehow it nearly made him cease to exist. Time travel seems tricky.

[Allen no...]

Mm, in that way I got lucky. These damn dreams could stop at any time though.

Edited 2015-10-31 22:07 (UTC)

heyyyyy max
um
so i just wanted to let you know
me and stef are kind of a thing now
aaaaaaaand
i don't want it to be weird or anything
once we get back to the paisley
like
we aren't gonna be one of those gross couples
we can't even make out because of his religion
so
yeah
just wanted to tell you
before someone else did
and it got weird
which i'm already kind of making it
oops
i'm gonna sign off now
:x

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey Max
You got any camera with you while we're stuck on the Marsiva?
Got a project for you if you have

[Merry Christmas, Max! On the morning of the 25th she'll find a gift bag surreptitiously left outside her door, containing:

- One (1) small canvas painting
- One (1) questionable dime store mug
- A signed card from Alex with a short personal message

Enjoy!]

Edited (alskjdh i was too sleepy to be sending these out last night ) 2016-01-01 19:14 (UTC)

MAX! Figured out txtn. U + ME + Weirdo space station. 1 hour. NO BEING LATE THIS TIME.

10-4.

Don't worry I've gotten pretty good at managing my time ;)

Better have NO EMOJI!!

[Chloe was not adjusting well to sleeping on a spaceship. Putting aside the fact that she had to sleep in the medbay, there was just...noise all the time. Humming of machinery, the sounds of distant people. The first few nights she had just been too tired not to sleep, but now she found herself just...laying there. At two am. Completely failing to sleep.]

[Which was why she finally dug out her communicator, setting it on her pillow before she tapped it to call Max's number.]

...Hey Max, you awake?

[ Sleep? What is sleep?

Max is burning the midnight oil in her office, setting up some new photos on her wall. Her communicator tells her she has a call, so she's pretty quick in answering. ]

Uh, yeah. Just getting some stuff done.

What's up, Chloe?

[Oh good, she hadn't woken her up. There's the sound of rustling as Chloe adjusts a bit on her bed.]

Nothing. Just.

Laying here wishing for sleep and gettin' nothing.

Really? You mean to tell me you're holed up in a med lab, trying to sleep, and you haven't hit up the sleeping pills yet?

[ A bit teasing, a bit suggestion. ]

[Chloe groans.]

Thinkin' about it. I'm just used to...you know.

Having a bit of a...relaxation moment before I try to sleep.

[She means pot, max.]

Edited 2016-02-11 04:11 (UTC)

[ Not Max's cup of tea, but she knows Chloe, so she knows what she means. ]

Before you sleep, too? I thought that was your waking-up ritual.

What, it can't be both?

I suppose there aren't any rules against that.

[ A pause. ]

...So I take it that you're running low. [ She can't imagine it's easy to restock. ]

You could put it that way.

I've got...enough for a little while. Haven't really been touching it.

Only had one since I got here.

[Her life is hard.]

Must be tough. [ Stopping practically cold-turkey. ]

That's a good call, though. Making it last.

Yeah. Might have some long-term plans for fixing the problem too.

[She's still figuring that bit out in her head though.]

...Anyway, why are you up? Not that I'm complaining but.

[ "Some long-term plans" huh? Still, Chloe changed the subject, so she'll let that drop. Chloe'll let her in on her plans when she's ready. ]

It's not that late. [ Max has stayed up way later binge-watching TV shows or playing WoW. ] But I'm rearranging the photos on my wall, adding up some new ones.

[And she will when she has it more hammered out for herself.]

Photos, huh? From your time here in the fleet? Or from back home?

A little of column A, a little of column B.

Okay, mostly column A. I don't actually have a lot of pictures from back home to put up. [ She's a little bummed out about that, but. She probably has more than other fleet members, so she can't complain too much. ]

Yeah. I don't have much from home either. Just what's on my phone.

[More shifting about.]

Tell me about one of them?

All right, I can do that.

[ Max looks over her pictures, silent for a moment before she picks out the picture with the most interesting story. ]

All right, here's one. Just a bit before you showed up, I was visiting another ship. That ship had these little... well, like roombas, but sci-fi.

One of them was sparking. Exposed wires, maybe ready to explode violently. [ An exaggeration, but don't call her out on it okay. ] One of the ship's maintenance or engineering officers was trying to fix it with a screwdriver, but the little thing was fighting back.

I snapped a picture of that moment. Machine versus master, fighting back against perceived injustice when all they actually wanted to do was help. It's a great piece.

[Chloe listens quietly, then there's a pause, then a laugh.]

How does a roomba fight back? Did it menacingly vacuum his shoes?

It had these little, like, arms? And it could grab you. Or spray you with cleaning chemicals.

I ended up coming to the rescue, actually.

That is...creepy.

Oh? Supermax saves the day again?

max max max we're going out tonight i'll be by at six to get you look pretty

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