[posting from his laptop in the Center of Camp]

[inthemoodnow]

Okay, so now seems like as good a time as any to get organised. There's that countdown clock and all of those cryptic notes of doom and lots of mysterious beautiful strangers. Speaking of which, if anyone has the phone number for that engineer? Hook me up. I've thought of a few more questions I'd like to ask him

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[tobethemiracle]

The question is, what do you need? I'm pretty versatile, but knowing what you would want from me would help.

[mind_over_metal]

"Looks" isn't really the right word, not for me, at least. It inspires the thought of "green."

[tobethemiracle]

You should probably say something otherwise he's going to think that we're just eyefucking one another.

[mind_over_metal]

Oh, he doesn't care. Even if he weren't otherwise occupied with all of this organisational work, it wouldn't be a notable thing for him.

So what exactly... are you?

[tobethemiracle]

Maybe. But it's a good habit to get into.

A sarcastic, snarky teenager, naturally.

[mind_over_metal]

It's already more than a habit for me, trust me. Though I suppose that I have been getting a little indulgent here lately.

Oh, that much is abundantly clear. Some other aspects are a bit less easy to suss out, though.

[tobethemiracle]

It's a good one to stay in, all things considered. Also you never know when you need to recognise someone by voice.

It's the most important part.

[mind_over_metal]

It won't be an issue.

In life, perhaps, but not for the specific questions that they're occupied with right now.

*nods his head toward the information gatherers*

Also, I wouldn't want to accidentally do either of us any harm. I'm not particularly worried about sarcastic, snarky teenagers on that front; I'm relatively experienced in that area.

[tobethemiracle]

Awesome.

Oh, okay, fine. I'm a wizard, a manipulator of time and space and all that nonsense and people tend to stare at me with alarm because I can do anything I want. Better?