[sooooooo

auction items are unlocked :) which means that in the stasis bay, where scien had been spending a solid amount of his time, he's looking at the now glowing, active, awake reliver machine. it thrums with a foreboding energy and scien is at one of the monitors, running a diagnostics check. when totty wanders in, scien just says:]

Dahut isn't here. He looks hilarious today though, if you need a laugh.

[is that who he's looking for? probably right?]

[ well auction items being unlocked also means totty's ass looks amazing right now, so!! fyi!!!!! i know scien is very concerned about this

he is not looking for anyone, actually, he's just taking a quick look around the locations he had on his list yesterday that he never got around to... but he's only human so of course he's intrigued by the prospect of someone looking funny ]

Huh? Hilarious how?

[help!!!!!! totty your incredible ass!!!!!!

but well, scien has a sense of humor even though everything else about him is pretty broken]

He's very cursed. I think he's being rather bold about it as well. I won't spoil the surprise.

[ is he bald..........

either way, clearly he does need to see this, so he will just file that away for later. ]

All right, I'll keep that in mind.

[ peeks... ]

What are you working on?

Ensuring my item from the auction is functional.

[it's... clones!!!!]

[ clones............ gazes ]

Which is... related to your work back home, I guess?

That's right.

You're not about to tell me you have a burning curiosity for clones, are you? If so, I'll have to throw you out.

I'm one of six identical brothers. I cannot begin to tell you how uninterested I am in clones.

Do you consider them to be the same thing?

Siblings and clones?

No, I'm just sick of seeing people who look exactly like me.

Has being sent to space without them been a reprieve then?