@fairchild/var/log

[Fairchild]

@Fairchild/var/log/011.log # Time 29 July 827 A.S. 17:25 SMT # Location Freeport 11, Omicron Delta # Involvement • "Fairchild" • Little.Trashmaid

<Little.Trashmaid> What will we do with a drunken spessmen, what will we do with a drunken spessmen~ <Little.Trashmaid> Early in the mor... ning. <Little.Trashmaid> Huh... now what were those beeping sounds? <"Fairchild"> "Beeping. It was beeping." <Little.Trashmaid> Good, thank you. Now i know... hey, that wasn't really explaining anything, was it? <"Fairchild"> "The question was unclear." <Little.Trashmaid> Damn, it's still beeping. *Checks the console.* NOW what... <Little.Trashmaid> Hey, think you could be smuggling something? <Little.Trashmaid> Somehow, the AI thingy is all hyped about you. <"Fairchild"> *the voice coming from the comms is unnatural - human, but emotionless and nearly hyper-correct* "No." <"Fairchild"> "I do not smuggle. Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Then maybe you are someone important? <Little.Trashmaid> Or, like, someone i know? <"Fairchild"> "It is the first time I see your ship." <"Fairchild"> "I do not know you." <Little.Trashmaid> That's... huh. Well, i suppose you don't, then. <Little.Trashmaid> Still, you are in the toaster's database for some reason. Any ideas why? Like, even wild ones. <Little.Trashmaid> Maybe you are well-endowed ro something. <"Fairchild"> "I have not eaten bread in a very long time." <"Fairchild"> "Toasted or not." <Little.Trashmaid> I... don't think that could be the reason. *Shrugs audibly and taps the console.* Should i share, then? I have some snacks. <Little.Trashmaid> Crackers, onion and cream flavor. <Little.Trashmaid> Should not be expired yet. <"Fairchild"> "Reaching across the vacuum of space would not be very wise." <"Fairchild"> "And, there is a terrorist here." <Little.Trashmaid> Why, the thingy has external pods for fast access. <Little.Trashmaid> Oh. Eizo. <Little.Trashmaid> For a moment i thought it is a space roach. <Little.Trashmaid> But that's just you. <"Fairchild"> "Upsetting." <Little.Trashmaid> You know Eizo, eh? <"Fairchild"> "I do not know the Outcast." <Little.Trashmaid> Not Eizo? Umm... Maybe that Emma Toyota? No? <"Fairchild"> "I do not know any of them." <Little.Trashmaid> So... want the crackers or not? <Little.Trashmaid> They are free, i got too many anyway. <"Fairchild"> "I do not want the crackers." <Little.Trashmaid> *Shrugs audibly.* Synth paste, maybe? Anything at all? <"Fairchild"> "I have synth paste on the station." <Little.Trashmaid> *Taps the console again.* Hell, that thing sure is hyped. Sure you are not some celebrity? <"Fairchild"> "I am not." <Little.Trashmaid> But it is suggesting me taking shots of your ship and all... <"Fairchild"> "I am... lost... ghost... spectre..." <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Spectre... what? <Little.Trashmaid> Aww, but you do not look like you'd glow when you go pee at night. <Little.Trashmaid> Nor are your eyes pink. <Little.Trashmaid> Well, whatever. If you are lost, i can tosss you a map, though. Might be old, but still is a map. <Little.Trashmaid> *Mubmles to self.* Lost, lost.... huh... <Little.Trashmaid> Oh! <"Fairchild"> "I am not lost. I am... here... inside... inside?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Hey, thanks for reminding me! Jeez, thought i could be more productive than that. <Little.Trashmaid> Say, i was supposed to look for some fair... child. Seen any blonde kids around? <Little.Trashmaid> *Scratches his cheek again, seemingly unaware of the lich callsign.* <"Fairchild"> "Fair. Child." <Little.Trashmaid> Fair. Like blonde, i suppose? <Little.Trashmaid> Some weirdo in a yacht asked me to look for his lost kid or something, now that i recall it. <"Fairchild"> "Fair. Child. Separate... Together...? Twins? Brothers?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those things." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Somewhere around here, too. <Little.Trashmaid> And i was about to annoy that bald lesbian anyway. Did not see her around for quite some time, so... <"Fairchild"> "Yacht." <Little.Trashmaid> Twins, brothers? Umm... no, he did not say anything like that, i suppose? <Little.Trashmaid> Just a fair child. <Little.Trashmaid> Mhm. A Democritus. Pho... Phoenix? <Little.Trashmaid> No, not like that. Pal... paladin? Still not it. <Little.Trashmaid> Something Pala-ish. <Little.Trashmaid> CV-Pala-something. <"Fairchild"> "Round, crystal, far seeing, observant. Far. Distance...?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> You don't have to apologize every time, you know. <Little.Trashmaid> By the way, did anyone tell you that you are slightly more weird than usual, for an Omicroner? <Little.Trashmaid> Round, crystal... <Little.Trashmaid> Hey, yeah! Thanks! CV-Palantir, now i remember! <"Fairchild"> "Round, crystal, far seeing." <"Fairchild"> "It is correct." <Little.Trashmaid> Mhm. Prophecy ball. Palantir. <Little.Trashmaid> That was the callsign of the buddy who asked me to look for a blonde kid when i am around Omicrons. <"Fairchild"> "Crystal ball... Fortune teller? Cards...?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Fortune teller? Suppose so. He said he was poor, so... Given that he lives on a yacht, could be a wandering - <Little.Trashmaid> fortune teller indeed. <Little.Trashmaid> Got a name, by the way? Kind of late to ask now, but still... <Little.Trashmaid> Mine's John. <"Fairchild"> "Fair. Child." <Little.Trashmaid> Yeah, that's what i was supposed to look for. <Little.Trashmaid> So, your name? John Silverstone, if i may. Please, don't creep out. <"Fairchild"> "Fair. Child." <Little.Trashmaid> What, that's your name? <Little.Trashmaid> Jeez, now WHAT do you want from me? *Sighs and taps the console again.* Sorry, hope that beeping's not distracting. <"Fairchild"> "Crystal, round, far seeing. Fair. Child. Twins. Brothers." <"Fairchild"> "Stars. Constellation. Gemini...?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of these." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Suppose i'll just be calling you Fair. You don't mind, do you? <"Fairchild"> "I do not." <Little.Trashmaid> Good! Got a story then, Fair? Or maybe a joke? I love stories. <"Fairchild"> "I do not know stories." <Little.Trashmaid> Not a single one? <"Fairchild"> "I do not know." <Little.Trashmaid> Hmm... How about that one, then... <Little.Trashmaid> Some scientist say, some aliens around here are actually mutated space squids from lost space food haulers. <Little.Trashmaid> Those grow somewhat huge in zero-g, did you know? <Little.Trashmaid> The again, it may be a stupid kusarian joke, too. Those lads are fond of things with tentacles. <"Fairchild"> "Tentacles... Spiders? ...Robot spiders?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of these." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Not even a giggle? Oh come on, you know how to laugh, right? <Little.Trashmaid> Well, maybe it wasn't a funny joke. <Little.Trashmaid> *Shrugs audibly.* So, what are you doing around here, Fair? <"Fairchild"> "Lost." <Little.Trashmaid> For real? Locals sell maps, though. But you probably know that already, so... <Little.Trashmaid> Well, allright, let's assume you are lost. <Little.Trashmaid> Want me to get you back to house space or something? <Little.Trashmaid> Or... i suppose, you can safely stay here. Or in Theta. <"Fairchild"> "Round, crystal, far seeing." <Little.Trashmaid> Max Cosmo-something is in Charge of 11. And Sun Ko-something is in charge of 9 in Theta. Just tell them i ask them - <Little.Trashmaid> - to keep you safe and well-fed. First they may seem mad, but they are actually nice ones. <Little.Trashmaid> How did you get lost anyway? <"Fairchild"> "I do not remember." <Little.Trashmaid> Well, umm... <Little.Trashmaid> Happens, i suppose. Remember anything of the system you were at before you got lost? <"Fairchild"> "Desert. Moon. Morning...? Good morning...?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Desert moon, desert moon... Well, there are lots of those everywhere. <Little.Trashmaid> Righty. Want to go somewhere else, then? Where you'd be... well, less lost. <"Fairchild"> "Planet of deserts and a moon that said good morning...?" <"Fairchild"> "Round, crystal, far seeing." <Little.Trashmaid> You remind me of Shiro, you know. She loved to talk in riddles, too. <Little.Trashmaid> What's a moon that says good morning? <"Fairchild"> *after a longer pause the voice seems to have finally constructed a proper sentence* <"Fairchild"> "Tell the crystall ball of a moon that says good morning around the planet of deserts." <Little.Trashmaid> The crystal... eh? What, that buddy that asked me to look for a kid? <Little.Trashmaid> Allrighty, but why? <"Fairchild"> "Fair. Child." <Little.Trashmaid> *Shrugs audibly and yawns.* <Little.Trashmaid> A gaul, here? <Little.Trashmaid> Now that's what i call lost. <Little.Trashmaid> You know, i still have the feeling that you are somehow important. <Little.Trashmaid> But i don't really remember why. <Little.Trashmaid> Suppose i should not have been drinking and sleeping all the way here. <Little.Trashmaid> *Shrugs* But what else is there to do when you fly alone? <Little.Trashmaid> What do you do when you fly alone, Fair? <"Fairchild"> "I forge stars. Sun... Stars?" <"Fairchild"> "Not any of those." <"Fairchild"> "Sorry." <Little.Trashmaid> Forge... stars? Not sure what's that supposed to mean. <Little.Trashmaid> But go on, i would not mind a story? <Little.Trashmaid> Oh. You said you have no already. <"Fairchild"> "No stories." <"Fairchild"> "It was incorrect." <"Fairchild"> "Tell the crystall ball of the moon that says good morning near a planet of deserts."