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[jacked]

[Have another odd-hour network post brought to you by rampant insomnia. This one's in the science labs, and thankfully there doesn't appear to be anyone else around to witness what Zeke's been doing with the equipment. He only signed up a week ago, and if nanites can be revoked, he's very possibly on his way to losing them. Not that the prospect seems to be bothering him, looking just as unaffected and confident as usual - even if there might be more of a slouch and sluggishness to him than can be written off as 'bad boy teenager'.]

Looks like the good doctors aren't gonna come back on the air to admit it, but you should all know by now sedatives aren't cutting whatever bullshit's messing with our heads. And I don't know about the rest of you people, but I'm getting sick of feeling like some Dawn of the Dead extra.

[Which will be a really good excuse for why he strayed into the land of bad decisions, when he looks back on this. In the moment, though, he just holds up two little clear plastic pots with a small amount of white powder in them.]

Skat. My own personal recipe, adapted from limited resources, so let's call it version one-point-five. [His hand tips, almost like he's offering the tubes to whoever might be on the other side of the comms.] Guaranteed to crank you up to eleven, burn the fog off, let you do some thinking again. Selling for the low low price of whatever the hell you've got, man.

[He really doesn't sound like he actually cares, because it's not like there's much to do business with here. But he does pause, glance to the side.]

While stocks last.

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[kutte]

[ whoa whoa whoa ]

You gonna get into detail on this, or just flash the goods and hope someone's desperate enough to take you up on it?

[jacked]

Don't usually need more detail, man.

[kutte]

What kind of idiot isn't gonna ask for details about white shit called scat?

[jacked]

Teenagers.

[kutte]

[ there's a snicker. ]

Yeah, fair point. But what about your more discriminating clientele?

[jacked]

Discriminating? Tweakers only care about tweaking, man.

[kutte]

Yeah, and if you fuck with that they tend to get pissed.

[ basically is that product legit son what's the deal ]

[iceboxed]

That's either a really unfortunate name, or you're trying to sell, uh-

[yeah, no. there's no delicate way to say it. so maybe it's a good thing his concentration is shot]

...how did you turn it white?

[jacked]

You know anyone that'd snort animal feces? Go with the first one, man.

[iceboxed]

Personally, no. But I wouldn't put it past some of the people here.

[jacked]

[Well that's definitely a response worthy of a seriously, man? pause.]

Eccentric and disturbing practices aside, still not what I'm offering.

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[mathematically]

No.

[ Out of all the things in her head, that is about the only one that will come out right now. Not a werewolf, but instead, drug dealer. Yay. ]

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[jacked]

Don't want to try it, don't have to

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[mathematically]

That's why you asked me about the labs?

[ Zeke, the good idea is to not actually answer that with the truth. ]

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[jacked]

No. Made sedatives first

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[mathematically]

And when those didn't work, you decided to go in the polar opposite direction. Because that makes it so much better.

Most people don't just know how to make stuff like that randomly. Let alone with limited resources.

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[jacked]

Never been most people

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[mathematically]

No, you give most people— that.

Is this one of those times where we all get to find out you were some secret kingpin, drug related or otherwise at home?

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[gothchicklit]

Offering drugs to the seriously desperate. How humanitarian of you. [ Her exhaustion makes it hard to tell if she's teasing or if she's just being sarcastic. But truth be told, October doesn't really give a shit what people do up here as long as it doesn't harm someone else. So if people want to snort... skat - what an awful name - they can knock themselves out. ]

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[jacked]

Docs were doing the same thing. Everyone's happy to listen to them just cause they've got SCI on their arms.

[And at this point, he holds up his own arm, which also now has SCI on it.]

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[gothchicklit]

I'm pretty sure they weren't offering tubes of something called skat - you should think about renaming that, by the way - to the highest bidder.

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[jacked]

No, they were offering space sedatives from the same medbay that keeps people in comas every month. Thing is, what I've got? Works. And marketing's worked out okay for me so far.

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[gothchicklit]

[ October hadn't really thought of that. Of course, she got some of the sedatives before the comas started happening at random with only a handful of people instead of half the goddamn ship, so. ] How do you know it works? Did you test it on yourself?

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[jacked]

You see any lab rats around here?

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[gothchicklit]

Just the one. [ You're not as funny as you think you are, October. ] Has anyone ever told you how moronic it is to do something like that?