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[necronarmicon.livejournal.com]

I think I've finally figured out how to properly use this. It's alien to me, as is the rest of the ship. There is so little familiar here, and I can hardly describe the feeling of separation. It's like a dream.

Falling from my liquid bed was uncannily like being reborn. This only makes sense, given that the last I was aware of, I was dead. I panicked at first, but what I assume to be a week of exploration has afforded me a lot of time to be safely alone with my thoughts. Moreover, it has given me time to try to puzzle out devices like this one. I was never a scientist, but I have the feeling that even if I were, these would be far beyond my understanding. For a man who had thought 1839 to be the height of innovation, it's startling, to say the least.

I am writing in hopes of the other residents being able to offer some measure of help. My name is Daniel. I have gathered some information about why we're here, but with how little I understand, it feels like it will never be enough.

[feel free to assume you've seen a scraggly-looking guy wandering around the halls asking stupid questions and then booking it. :')]

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[bearsthevision.livejournal.com]

[lj is being dumb so this is voice.]

[ Have a little girl's voice, one of around 11 almost immediately after the text goes through. ]

Um, I don't mean to be rude, but... What exactly have you found out, sir? I'd like to know.

[necronarmicon.livejournal.com]

[oh god. Daniel is very bad with little girls. very, very bad. also this is permatext because fuck you lj.]

Not nearly enough. Enough to find my way around, and to know that this isn't meant to be this empty. I don't know that it would be of much use to you.

[bearsthevision.livejournal.com]

Ooooh... Well, um--at least you're not alone in that, sir. I mean, it's good you've got a general gist of things.

[ So much for getting her hopes up. ]

A lot of people suspect foul play.

SUBJECT LINES, my old friend

[necronarmicon.livejournal.com]

[sorry Chase. he's busier being from the 19th century than he is unraveling the mysteries of the universe.]

I do as well. It all seems too convenient to be circumstance alone.

[bearsthevision.livejournal.com]

There's a lot of theories being bandied about. Things like the entire ship is sentient. It's possible--a lot of things are. At least I'm already used to space travel.

[ A pause, and she raises her eyebrows. ]

Are you?

[necronarmicon.livejournal.com]

Not my own, no. [his own, awkward, pause. HE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT...] Why would they suspect the ship is alive?