Hello let's talk to you while we wait

[on_repeat]

So this is what you do? To be honest, it doesn't look too different from sitting at the console for a few days...but you said I was headin' somewhere soon. What can I expect? Ah, no offense, but the way you're keepin' quiet – this is like goin' into a mission blind.

Also, may I give a suggestion, sir? Don't worry about me. I have a few things t'keep myself busy for now. I'm sure you can do the same.

Now, where are the reg manuals for this place...

Comments

[notjustanumber]

You an' your manuals. Can't you give it a rest for once, Echo?

[on_repeat]

Not until I figure out how this all works, Fives.

Wait a minute – Fives! Why are you here?

[flyinglight]

I'm sure it will be fine, though it doesn't seem very fair to not give you a warning about where you're headed, even... [a slight glance around] outside of everything, like this is.

[on_repeat]

Heh. Here's hopin' for the best, then. Have you ever experienced the same kind of treatment?

[notjustanumber]

May as well quit while you're ahead. Soon as you think you've got one thing down, you'll just get slapped upside th' head with somethin' else that doesn't make any sense.

Oh, you noticed! I've been around.

[on_repeat]

'Course I noticed. It's been awhile, that's all.

And what's wrong with jus' a little preparation? I know I can't expect everythin' to go smoothly.

[woocas]

[Squints at.]

...You look familiar.

[notjustanumber]

[He reaches over and smacks him back on the back.]

Same as always. There's nothin' wrong with preparation- just don't get your hopes up. There's nothing in those manuals that can ever explain this situation you're gettin' yourself into.

[meatbags]

Commentary: It is not uncommon for meatbags to impulsively shove us into their squishy, organic headspaces. I never thought I'd be disgusted by seeing the interior or a meatbag's head, until I spent such an inordinate amount of time trapped inside of it.

[flyinglight]

Not yet, no, and if I was sent anywhere I'd hope I got a warning beforehand. Even if I'm not sure these things are actually remembered when do you go somewhere?

[Luke frowns, shaking his head. He's not entirely clear on that, really.]

I hope you'll have someone you know where you're going.

[on_repeat]

[Oof. A thoughtful frown crosses his features.]

That's no good...

[on_repeat]

Maybe you lucked out there, huh? Unless that plan changes...

[Echo understands the gist of what he means by that.]

So no matter how much we can talk about it, it'll all be pointless when we finally get to wherever we're assigned. That sounds like the case, anyway.

Oh – well, I...guess I do. At least, that's what I'm assumin'.

[on_repeat]

[Brow arch.]

Well, I do share th'same face with many of my brothers, mate.

[flyinglight]

From what I've heard, it kind of seems that way. [there's a smile, even if it's dry.]

Think so. Which isn't fair [he should know better, he knows life isn't fair, but that doesn't mean he can't - won't - hope for better.] to you or anyone else who gets sent to these places.

I hope so. [This time, Luke's smile is warmer.] No one should have to end up in these places without friends or backup.

[on_repeat]

[Dis droid. He's never seen any droid like you, good sir.]

Eh, it's not that bad? Cluttered, maybe, but something's goin' on in there.

...I'm curious: how long have y'been in there?

[notjustanumber]

Tell me about it. Not that it's all bad, but it does get pretty weird now an' then.

[meatbags]

Diagnosis: I have been in here long enough to question whether or not my immaculately-constructed chassis smells like gray matter. While I am not equipped with olfactory sensors - thankfully - the sound of the water sloshing about in this bipedal organic frame is grating. Circuits I was not even aware I had are experiencing something akin to pain.

[woocas]

Ooooh. There's a dude in the city that looks like you, yeah. I don't think I've talked to him yet.

But, uh...how many brothers you got?

[on_repeat]

Should I even ask about how weird is weird?

[notjustanumber]

[He chuckles.]

Oh. You'll find out soon enough.

[on_repeat]

[He chuckles.]

It's okay, kid – I've had my share of fairness and the like. I'm sure I'll be able to handle whatever comes my way. [A nod.] I do appreciate the thoughts, though. Just confirmed that a brother of mine is goin' t'be there.

[on_repeat]

Really. So I've heard...

Uhm. Well. Too many t'count?

[on_repeat]

[Echo downplays some of the disgust that comes with listening to the droid describe the interior of someone's brain, opting for a mild grimace.]

I...I see. Guess I should be thankful my experience hasn't been as graphic.

[on_repeat]

[NOT SURE HOW HE FEELS ABOUT THAT]

[meatbags]

Analysis: My scanners indicate that your meatbag body is similarly full of water. How you manage to maintain your sanity with all of that liquid sloshing about in your squishy, organic components is something I will never be able to understand.