[it's voice, it probably always will be voice, and he doesn't sound pleased.
it didn't take him too long to figure out the bracelet, even if he had never seen technology quite this advanced. and he's not entirely comfortable with it attached to his wrist, but he'll deal.]
How many people are here currently?
[it's a very important question to him
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Depends who's asking, and why.
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Don't tell me I'm the first to wonder with who else I'm stuck on a fucking orbital station? [there's still a hint of disbelief at that part, though, in his voice. sure, he had seen his share of weird shit (and it's not like he's normal either), but that doesn't mean he has to be fine with everything]
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To answer, not enough 'people' to meet even minimum population requirements of a station this size. And the question you should be asking isn't 'how many', darlin'. It's 'what species of sentients are here'.
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[dar...lin'... though obviously, that's not the most surprising bit of the answer, just the first that threw him off.] Consider that question asked, then.
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[He does that to everyone. Worry should only be applied if it progresses to 'sweetie'.] Well, near as I c'n tell, you can split them into three categories - the humans and their subsets, the aliens and their subsets, and the non-organics which are of a myriad of varieties.
And I've heard there are talking animals. Ain't met one yet, though.
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[Alex's been called 'it' more often than any term of endearment, really. even if it's one someone uses on everybody it weirds him out, about as much as hearing about aliens and non-organics (and talking animals). but at least there's no mention of the likes of ... him. still, uh... he stays calm...ish.] That's varied for a population of only about eighty.
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[Barricade would be quite happy to file this fellow in as 'metahuman', as species... doesn't really affect him much. It's not that he finds it unimportant, he just doesn't care. Timestream of origin matters more.] Yes, well, when people from every dimension are tripping through a space-time rift...
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Doesn't make it much less... difficult to believe. [and he shrugs, while not visible since it's audio, a rustle of ... fabric (sort of) can be heard over the link.]
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Yeah, I know. Don't blame you for being skeptical, either. I would be too. [If he wasn't familiar with this sort of thing already.]
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[the would be but apparently aren't catches his attention, though--] But you aren't. It's not the first time this had happened to you?
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Observant. It's not; I arrived here from a place sorta like this.
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That's fucking unlucky, from one shithole to another. [though same could be said about him and the infected Manhattan...]
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Ain't that how it usually is? Just that the degree of shittiness varies.
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Point. [pause.] Your name?
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Corporal Benjamin Cade. Usually just go by Cade, though. A pleasure...? [Plz fill in the blank?]
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Alex Mercer. [first role to play, unknowingly, default role to play knowingly now. though given as he hadn't... had the best experiences with the military:] Corporal? You're in the military?
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