LEAVE A MESSAGE FOR MAX

[timelapsed]

Hey, this is Max. If you're hearing this, I guess I'm busy or something. Leave me a message, or just shoot me a text. I'll get back to you, promise.

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[helladoomed]

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

[More shifting about.]

Tell me about one of them?

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[timelapsed]

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.

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[helladoomed]

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

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

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[timelapsed]

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.

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[helladoomed]

That is...creepy.

Oh? Supermax saves the day again?