For Science

[unknowing_user]

Despite ending up in some bizarre place that wasn't home, again, and running into someone that not even ten minutes before waking up in this place had been trying to kill him. Sam was doing pretty well, likely in part that after twitching out in a corner over seeing a younger version of a face that helped raised him on someone that was trying to kill him, he realized the murdering was not going to happen. For now at least.

This meant poking about the place. More specifically finding used or about to be thrown out electronics and other gadgets he could take apart and figure out. Mostly because he tuned out everything regarding becoming a student here and thus part of what exactly he would gain from such.

This little adventure proved a bit more profitable then he had originally thought, since he hadn't had to barter manual labor to get things. Now how to get it back to his little living space and where to start first was the question. Considering he was going to draw more looks if he kept wandering around carrying battered items.






((OOC: Action tags or prose is more then welcomed brosefs. Also placeholder but I work split shift today so I may not be able to get to tags until late tonight or tomorrow depending on how long I have to spend cleaning my kitchen after this parent dinner.))

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[pinkspaceprincess]

One of Tsumugi's tentacles was also tooling around the ship, although in her case, she had a bag full of pet-related odds and ends -- a feather toy attached to a stick, a collar, several cans of pet food.

It stopped to speak to the man with the electronics parts. "Hello! Are you taking that to a recycling center? That's very responsible of you!"

[unknowing_user]

He'll just eyeball for a moment there, but he can roll with this because you're actually civil. He also won't make the joke he automatically wants to make because he's not certain if there is natural weapons and a bad temper at play here.

"Naw, can't have too many spare parts. Didn't realize people still kept pets in the future."

He says as he eyes the items the other...person is carrying.

[pinkspaceprincess]

Tsumugi used one of her tentacle's feelers to take out one of the cans, which turned out to be some sort of chicken-flavored cat food emblazoned with all sorts of reassurances that this was THE BEST FOOD TO FEED YOUR HAPPY CAT.

"It would be sad if they didn't, wouldn't it? Lots of people could use a little extra companionship. Like maybe if you're in the hospital for a long time, or your children have all left home."

"Are you a technician, then? Or maybe an engineer, like Mr. Geordi?"

[unknowing_user]

It's nice to see even with space cities that can labels were still as stupid now as they are back home.

"Keeps people busy at least. Though, I do think if the pet sweater craze is still around it should be protested. You don't put pets in crazy looking sweaters do you?"

If the stupid dork of a smile twisted a little in awkwardness at not knowing who you are talking about it's hopefully slight enough to make it not that stupid looking.

"Not exactly, I just dabble in anything that catches my interest and hey being from the twenty first century means I have to play catch up a bit here."

[pinkspaceprincess]

She dropped her bag in shock; one of the cans fell out and rolled a short distance away. "The twenty-first century?"

Then Tsumugi seemed to recover herself, picking up her bag once more. "I'm sorry, that was awfully rude of me; it's just that I never thought I'd meet someone from a thousand years ago. Um, if you don't mind me asking, does that mean that you come from Earth?"

Sorry about that, Flynn. The subject of pet sweaters was, for the time being, completely forgotten.

[unknowing_user]

It wasn't much effort to stick his foot out and nudge the can back towards the other. He's had years of practice in having to do such living on his own.

"It's cool, and born and raised there. I take it Earth isn't a big hot spot for living in from wherever you're from."

[pinkspaceprincess]

Tsumugi picked up the wayward can and put it back in her bag.

"I'm afraid not. Actually, it was destroyed a long time ago. I remember seeing historical footage of it; there were a lot of people that never made it off-planet before it happened."

[unknowing_user]

"Over six billion people would make logistics a nightmare in trying to get everyone off."

Oddly enough he's not as stunned or horrified by this. Probably because he's not letting himself really think it's actually true, or just not really comprehending the entire earth being gone.

"At least some made it or you wouldn't even know what I was when you stopped to talk to me."

[pinkspaceprincess]

Logistics? Tsumugi was rather taken aback by the cold nature of the man's reaction. Maybe it didn't bother him as much because it had happened in another dimension?

"Um... yes, that was very fortunate."

[unknowing_user]

And there goes Sam realizing he screwed up in being a decent human being again.

"Sorry, it's a horrible thing to happen. Kinda bad at the whole showing the right reaction for the occasion. Alan always wonders where I got it from."