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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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Yeah, I guess so.

[Alex debates something for a moment, then--]

Hey uh--you've been pretty cool, so far. Want to meet in person, maybe? For coffee, or booze, or whatever passes for swill around here.

[His smile grows at the idea that he's been pretty cool, but he doesn't let it turn sharp. Just nods, instead.]

I'm not sure the doctors would approve of me putting caffeine or alcohol in my system just yet, but I'm sure we can come to some sort of compromise.

[Alex raises an eyebrow]

You okay?

--I mean, I've been kinda rude, haven't I. Been rambling about myself; I don't even know if you're human or not.

[He laughs a little, shakes his head.]

I'm human. [And he deliberately gears conversations to try and find out as much as possible about those he's talking to, anyway.] Just still recovering from my little incident with the toxin.

It apparently takes four to six weeks for everything to be restored properly after major blood loss, did you know that? I didn't. An enlightening experience all round, it seems.

Huh.

I didn't know that either, actually.

[Alex gave a slight shrug. Well, so he's human. Okay. That's something new he's learned about him, at least.]

I'd say we'd just talk over water, but that sounds pretty lame.

I find the company usually means more than the beverage.

[And he's used to being around people, virtually or actually. It was odd to be alone for such long periods of time.]

Especially when the alternative is to sit alone in your spaceship room and wait for something interesting to come up on your spaceship... communications device thing.

[A pause. Reaching an actual dead end in his vocabulary was a new experience. But back to the matter at hand,]

One of the kitchens, perhaps?

Yeah--can't disagree with that, I suppose.

[Alex gave a small flash of a smile, and nodded.]

That will work with me. Do you mind if I bring Bozo?

I just--kinda hate leaving him alone in this place.

[Mildly surprised - the only mention of a 'Bozo' had been directed at himself when he was still being mistaken for Hank McCoy. And as far as he knew, Mr. McCoy had not arrived on the ship himself.]

And Bozo would be?

[Alex shifts down, and when he appears back on the screen, he's holding a small gray kitten.]

Bozo. My cat.

Ah.

[He can make the link quickly enough, from the cat to the fur this Hank McCoy was purported to be covered in.]

Yes, of course. I rather like cats, actually.

[Alex chuckled, fingers threading through the cat's fur.]

Well then, I guess that settles it.

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