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[Alex has decided that until he found a better way to deal with this, he has to use video on this network. Otherwise, no one was going to be able to tell him and the other Alex apart. At least--for now.]

Look, I apologize in advance for the lack of filters on this message. The technology here is a bit more than I'm used to; still trying to get the hang of it.

[If someone wants to teach him, by all means.

Letting out a breath, he works his jaw slightly, again taking time to phrase out his words. Calling people out on the network is always a gamble, and as he hasn't learned how to sort through the system yet, he isn't even sure if these people are here. But hey--it's worth a shot.]

First off--if anyone knows a guy named Eames, Arthur, or a girl named Ariadne [He thinks that was her name] I'd appreciate if you or they got in touch with me. I got some information that might interest them.

[He shifts in his seat, leaning forward slightly.]

I was wondering if there are any sparring groups set up on board already? Working out by myself is fine, but I'd rather have someone to go up against if possible.

[And then the big question; the one that's been bothering him since he arrived here. He hates talking so much as it is (when half the people aren't really going to give a shit, at least), but this one was probably the most important.]

And... does anyone know if there is a secure bunker on board? Like 'survive a nuclear explosion' secure.

[He needed somewhere to practice his powers, damn it, without blowing a hole in the hull.]

So uh..that's it. Thanks, or whatever.

[And he shuts the feed down.]

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There has to be one around, somewhere.

[And that actually gets Alex laughing.]

Shit, really? We had one in Promenade too.

I loved that place. [Well, after the first fight where Ichigo goated him into using his powers. That had gone badly.]

[ooc: got clearance to find one, actually :3]

Want me to help you look?

[ There's a slight smirk at the laugh, because yeah, that place is sort of awesome. ]

Yeah, man. Kirk runs it. Free chance to punch Erik out if you want. [ Snerk goes here because we know we all want that. ]

[[ ooc; 8D Sweet action! I smell field trip >> ]]

[Alex shrugs.]

Sure, whatever. You can tag along.

[It's a gentle tease.]

Have you actually fought that guy, Alex?

[He isn't sure if he's fully prepared for a Nazi killer fist to the face in the Fight Club setting. Sparring first.]

'Tag along'? I'm not the bratty kid down the street. [ He'll stop being a pest some day. Maybe. ]

[ have a deadpan side-eye. ]

Was too busy trying to help Charles to his room last time I got the chance. [ And after pretty much every conversation they've had here, he'd be more than up for the whole punching him thing. But the end result wouldn't likely be fun for him. ]

Well I am technically older.

[Alex nods.]

He doing okay?

[ a snort ] Weird ass dream worlds don't count.

[ He pauses, shifting a little. ]

Seems like. Been quiet for a while.

You really don't want to get into this with me, Alex.

[He snorts.]

Well quiet with him can be good or bad. He gets broody.

Shame Sean isn't here. He's always good with cheering him up.

[ Eyeroll. Well he can't just not be a twat for two seconds. ] Why, 'cause four months or whatever makes you some kinda badass?

With Erik around, thinkin' it's more like broody.

[ Oh. Sean. He glances to the side for a second, not wanting to really admit how much he'd felt the absence. ] Yeah, good for that with everyone. Too bad.

No. But do you want me to show you my scars again?

[Alex sighs.]

Well hey, knowing our shit luck, he might just show up.

[ Another snort ] Whatever, man. [ There's not a doubt Alex has gotten more mileage in the trauma department than him, but he's not about to readily admit to that, so it just gets passed over. ]

Knowing our shit luck someone like the red, teleporting jackass'll show up. [ He'd say Shaw but Shaw's dead and dead people don't come to space, right? Right? ]

I'd rather have Azazel here, frankly.

[Alex shrugged.]

At least we'd know if teleportation worked here.

Long way to teleport if he wants to get off the ship. We're in the middle of nowhere in space.

Anywhere he'd wanna be is millions of miles away.

Well for all we know, he could do it.

Besides--aren't there supposed to be some planets below us or whatever?

Maybe. Dunno. There's no windows so not like it's easy to tell. We haven't docked anywhere since I got here.

You know, I wonder--

[Alex pauses, then realizes no, that isn't a good talk to have right now. So he shuts himself up.]

Nevermind.

[ He headtilts and gives a wry kind of lineface. ]

You can't just start saying shit and stop. Wonder what?

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[He shakes his head.]

I'm going to sound like a dick, but I'm just not ready to tell you what I know yet.

[Because that sort of future stuff--it's heavy. And well, he isn't ready for that talk, yet.]

[ That gets a definite eyeroll ]

Like I wasn't ready for the Promenade shit? Yeah, sure, whatever. [ Because he assumes its a him not being ready thing again. ]

Be an asshole all you want about it, but considering how I reacted the first time I heard about the shit, no, you aren't ready.

[Hang up on him all you want, Alex; you don't get the info yet.]

Fine. Whatever. Keep it to yourself.

[ He'll just sit here and look cranky and be curious as hell. He doesn't like not knowing things about himself... kept from him by himself. Weird. ]

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