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[ourlastbesthope]

[Even as a turtle, Capa linefaces. All the time. He can be understood by anyone. Which, in this case, is quite beneficial. This is video, as it's the only thing he can do at the moment.]

This is...quite ridiculous. All of it.

[A long pause.] If anyone with thumbs wants to help me out, that would be much appreciated. I'm very...stuck.

[He backs

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[likedarkmatter]

Robert?

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Oh, dear. Maybe this is what comes of having one too many people ask you to come out of your shell.

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[ourlastbesthope]

Hm. I suppose so. Not that it helps me at all right now. [He takes a chance and drops off the bed on top of the communicator. Luckily, he doesn't land on his back. He just backs up and stares at the video.]

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[likedarkmatter]

I'm sorry. No more puns, I promise.

Would you like some help? I'm still as well-equipped as ever. [She gives the camera two little thumbs-up.]

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[ourlastbesthope]

I would, actually. [If Capa the turtle could look more grumpy at this point, he would.]

I would just like to make sure I won't...die in here. Dying as a turtle might be a little embarrassing to most.

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[likedarkmatter]

I'm sure I can manage that. Where's your cabin, and is the door locked?

[It may be the case that she just wants a quick look around your room in the guise of helpfulness. But she'll still help!]

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[ourlastbesthope]

Level seven. Room twenty at the end of the hallway. [A pause.] It's not locked.

Just don't step on me. [This was obviously a concern.]

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[likedarkmatter]

[So she appeared a few minutes later, opening the door just enough to see inside and casting around for turtles. Besides 'quite small' she hadn't had a good enough look at him to see how big he was, and manslaughter wasn't how she wanted to end their nascent friendship.]

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[ourlastbesthope]

[Capa hadn't moved since they spoke and so was still standing beside his communicator. When Alice walked in, he looked up and tried to move out into the light a bit more.

At least he had managed to change on a day when his room was relatively tidy. There was a telescope in the corner, papers scattered on the desk, but nothing else was out.]

Here, Alice.

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[likedarkmatter]

There you are. [She bent down to scoop him up delicately, placing him on the desk - casting a swift eye over the papers while she was there.]

There we are. No harm done. [A pause.] How do you feel?

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[ourlastbesthope]

[It took him a moment before he was able to speak after that. Being shot into space to escape the Earth's gravity was one thing...but being picked up by something several times your own height was different. He picked up a foot from one of his papers- just mostly seemingly random equations written in pencil- and then looked up to her.]

I feel like a turtle. But...it's fascinating at the same time. Being so small and still carrying this shell is a bit of a learning experience.

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[likedarkmatter]

Well, it's very fetching on you. [She gave a little smile.] Although I'm wondering if you might be better off in the bathroom. Easier to keep warm, and you'll need the water sooner or later. Can't have you drying out.

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[ourlastbesthope]

[He craned his neck to try and look at his shell. It wasn't happening. Oh well. At the mention of the bathroom, though, he looked up to her again.]

Good thinking. I just hate the thought of being...trapped somewhere.

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[likedarkmatter]

Well, there's always the CES, although that does bring the possible complication of wild predators. [She looked around.] Where is this room from?

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[ourlastbesthope]

No. [He'd take the bathroom over the CES.] And it's from my cabin on the Icarus II. The ship I was on.

Hence the minimalism.

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[likedarkmatter]

I like it. Functional. Who needs anything more, really?

[Her own flat was decorated somewhat, but mostly with things other people with a vague grasp of her interests had bought for her - her parents, mostly. Alice's was not a personality that attracted long-term friendships. She reached down, carefully lifting Capa back up, but taking care to move slowly and not raising him higher than the level of the desk. His shell-shock (ha ha) at being moved the first time hadn't passed her by.]

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[ourlastbesthope]

[He settled down in her hands and waited, taking this journey a bit better than the last.]

I see nothing wrong with it. I spend more time out of this room than I do inside. The lab, the CES, the deck...all far more interesting and productive.