[What's more fun that being ripped from your own world, where you had a nice, cozy existence as an AI, into a planet on the verge of extinction and being trapped in a human body? How about it happening twice?
At least this time he'd appeared with his own clothes. Showing up naked in Proles was not his finest hour.
Either way, a disgruntled-looking lanky man is here, shoulder-length hair braided Asgardian-style into a queue that more or less obscures the ports that run down his neck along his spine. He carries a messenger bag with a laptop inside and spends about half his time wrangling a large grey tabby kitten until he can find and secure a place to stay.]
[Whale Comb Party]
[Well, Delta seems to be trapped here - not because he can't leave, but because the kitten has fallen asleep in his lap after eating some of the stripey meat. He's got a few dishes in front of him, desserts and some root vegetables, mostly calculated for maximum caloric value but acknowledging that he's going to need some vitamins as well.
He's not touching the meat after the last time mysterious hosts served meat to people. Well enough for his cat, but nuh-uh. Not for him.]
Is there a reliable way to test for toxins? I dislike trusting strange foodstuffs.
[And yet his stomach is growling. Help a guy make a decision?]
[Miles to Go]
[This, Delta looks a little more comfortable with. He's claimed a room on the second floor from the top and patched up the one broken window with a piece of heavy cloth. He's working to clear the debris from the rest of it while the grey tabby kitten chases sunbeams and dust bunnies (and the occasional bug). His messenger bad sits on the bed, and one corner is an organized group of the few items he's scavenged so far. His door is propped open, as much for airflow as due to curiosity; if there's anyone else exploring or claiming a room, he seems to be open to visitors.
A little later in the day, he's poking around the deserted shops, looking for electronics.] Excuse me. Have you seen any solar cells? Other types of batteries or generators would be useful, but a renewable energy source would be preferred. It would help us a great deal to establish lighting and climate control in the facilities we choose for housing.
[Running water would be nice, too, but let's not get hasty. First things first.]
Delta | Red vs Blue | Sanctum CRAU | OTA
At least this time he'd appeared with his own clothes. Showing up naked in Proles was not his finest hour.
Either way, a disgruntled-looking lanky man is here, shoulder-length hair braided Asgardian-style into a queue that more or less obscures the ports that run down his neck along his spine. He carries a messenger bag with a laptop inside and spends about half his time wrangling a large grey tabby kitten until he can find and secure a place to stay.]
[Whale Comb Party]
[Well, Delta seems to be trapped here - not because he can't leave, but because the kitten has fallen asleep in his lap after eating some of the stripey meat. He's got a few dishes in front of him, desserts and some root vegetables, mostly calculated for maximum caloric value but acknowledging that he's going to need some vitamins as well.
He's not touching the meat after the last time mysterious hosts served meat to people. Well enough for his cat, but nuh-uh. Not for him.]
Is there a reliable way to test for toxins? I dislike trusting strange foodstuffs.
[And yet his stomach is growling. Help a guy make a decision?]
[Miles to Go]
[This, Delta looks a little more comfortable with. He's claimed a room on the second floor from the top and patched up the one broken window with a piece of heavy cloth. He's working to clear the debris from the rest of it while the grey tabby kitten chases sunbeams and dust bunnies (and the occasional bug). His messenger bad sits on the bed, and one corner is an organized group of the few items he's scavenged so far. His door is propped open, as much for airflow as due to curiosity; if there's anyone else exploring or claiming a room, he seems to be open to visitors.
A little later in the day, he's poking around the deserted shops, looking for electronics.] Excuse me. Have you seen any solar cells? Other types of batteries or generators would be useful, but a renewable energy source would be preferred. It would help us a great deal to establish lighting and climate control in the facilities we choose for housing.
[Running water would be nice, too, but let's not get hasty. First things first.]