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[eidetics]

[There are several orders of business, here, and Lisbeth gets right down to them: no greeting, no please, no thank you.]

I want to know how many people have left the ship and then returned. With or without memories of being here before, and how long they were gone. Firsthand accounts or otherwise.

I also want to know how often our brains and bodies are fucked with and whether anyone's unaffected. I know this isn't the first time. [And if you're stupid enough to go blabbing to a stranger about the memories you're experiencing, be her guest, but she's not asking for that.]

I need these items:
- disposable camera
- soldering iron
- copper wire
- electrical tape

Contact me privately and we'll arrange something.

Comments

(PERMATEXT)

[eidetics]

[Well, that's almost helpful.]

If no one can provide them then I'll improvise.

[emergingspirit]

The wire will be easy enough to find. [that is the only thing he's confident he can find, alas.] I will see what I can do.

[eidetics]

[Lisbeth's money apparently isn't any good here, but...]

Do you want something in return?

[emergingspirit]

[Well, he could ask for something in return, but it appears thus far that all his immediate needs are being met by his surroundings and then some. In light of that, and in light of the fact that he doubts Lisbeth will be able to answer the question of "how do I return home" any better than anyone else, the answer to her question is:]

No.

[eidetics]

[As much as she's loathe to admit it, there's little of use in her inventory or even her skills here. Lisbeth is smart, but still new, and that puts her at a disadvantage.]

If you change your mind then tell me.

[Because she doesn't really know how to just say 'thank you.']

[emergingspirit]

If I change my mind-- [the implication, of course, being that he won't] --I will inform you.