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[Before arriving on the Tranquility, Josias did not get attached to people. His entire life was constructed that constancy fell in place with falsity, and any more genuine encounters he had were always transitory and measured by worth. Over two years on the ship, and he is not the same man, but he still hasn't really learnt how to cope well with the loss created by having attachments suddenly severed. Mostly, he just gets very, very annoyed.]

Two years on this ship and I am just about fed up of people buggering off already. I'm beginning to wonder if it isn't some evasive measure they take instead of admitting defeat over the problem they'd promised to fix. Give two supposed geniuses a year and it turns out you still get remarkably little progress and then left on your todd to deal with it anyway.

So in the month's apparent theme of recruitment, I'm looking for some new expert assistance. Genius level or not, as it appears it makes no bloody difference. I have something known on my world as a neuroimplant, a computer in my brain, and it is currently infected by a virus I picked up during the lovely tour to the genetics labs we took last year. This is corrupting the majority of the implant's functions and a few of my cognitive ones, and I'd really like it gone. Apply within if interested or qualified, etc. Preferably qualified.

[And that might not be such a good impression to follow on from, but he adds,]

Department wise: join Agriculture if you don't join anywhere else, as learning to garden is one of the easiest skill sets that can be passed around. You'll also get some actual job satisfaction, as even when everything else on this ship is going tit's up, the plants still grow. And we all need to breathe.

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[redhotsummers]

[Alex isn't going to point out that he's not buggering off. Because pointing that out, while Josias is like this, right now, probably won't be good. Because it would remind Josie that he could leave, too.

He can't mention the implant really, either. He wants it fixed for Josias' sake...but he doesn't have any skill. Or know anyone, really, who can help.]

Agriculture would be a lot less stressful than SEC, that's for sure.

[After the Bucky incident, Alex would rather dig around in the dirt for a while.]

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[stimulations]

With the elves apparently taking up true residence, I'm not sure they're quite so separate anymore.

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[redhotsummers]

Buncha weirdos. They don't own the damn place.

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[stimulations]

I think technically, through the act of having built them, they do own those bizarrely elaborate and vaguely stereotypical treehouses. Though I do wonder where they got all the wood from.

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[needsheadphones]

no experience with neural implants, but I have plenty of tech experience including some things that are similar to virtual reality

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[stimulations]

[Excuse him while he wrinkles his nose slightly at his communicator.]

Similar to virtual reality, but you have no experience with neural implants.

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[needsheadphones]

not a thing where I'm from. probably because people would totally try to use them to control everyone else.

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[mansuetus]

[ she ignores everything else and focuses solely on: ]

Two years, caro mio? I think we ought to celebrate.

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[stimulations]

[The one person Josias can't ever bring himself to be even slightly ratty with. In fact, her response immediately makes him feel a bit bad about the whole rant.]

An approximate, unfortunately. The exact date passed several months ago, meaning any celebration would be quite belated.

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[mansuetus]

I shall imagine you have not told me that and then it would not be belated at all.

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[sweetmotherofgod]

Huh.

You know, when I got on your ass about taking over the recruiting I'd kind of imagined you'd be better at it than we are.

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[stimulations]

Nathan Petrelli seems to be making up for it for all departments this month. Perhaps I felt like I could slack off a little.

[No he's just grumpy.]

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[sweetmotherofgod]

Well. Maybe just a little.

[If she was the type to lol there'd be one in there. Especially since she's hardly in a position to bitch about people slacking right now.]

Hey, I didn't really know about the other shit. Not all of it anyways. So I'm sorry about calling you a wad that one time.

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[handelaar]

[Unlike SOMEONE, he appreciates the effort. So first things first:]

Thank you

[And because his opinions about Josie's implant still amount to "kids these days and their dangerous newfangled brain contraptions", well.]

Should just take the whole damn thing out

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[stimulations]

Last I checked we have no qualified wetware surgeons on board, and I'm interested in lessening the current cognitive damage, not adding to it. I also prefer not dying, for that matter.

[Nevermind the fact that the idea of have no implant makes him a little panicky, far too reliant on its existence in his life even if it is currently all but useless.]

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[handelaar]

Why

[oh.]

Turn the whole damn thing off

[chuffle]

Maybe they'll show up again next month.

It seems to be more common than people think.

[stimulations]

Out of experience I can say it's not common enough to be relied on. Or perhaps I had the bad luck of befriending exactly the kind of people that would not make return trips.

[chuffle]

I don't know if that's bad luck or just unfortunate. Either way, sorry.

[lostkings]

How can I go about applying?

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Responding was step one, so well done. Now you need to tell me if you're interested or qualified. Or both, I suppose.

[lostkings]

I'm definitely interested. I'm halfway qualified - neurology isn't my field of expertise but technology is one of them. I was a chemistry professor for awhile and i'm more qualified to work in engineering than most people probably should be.

I can try to help; can't promise anything but I'd definitely be interested in seeing what I can do.

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[dogbane]

Dr. Simon Tam may be helpful for consultation. I don't know that he's familiar with neuro-interfaced computer systems, but hes got a paramount understanding of physiological health and pathology. including neuro-anatomy.

Have you met him?

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[stimulations]

I'm aware of the qualifications of the medical staff, barring new additions. The previous neurologist was one of my consulting experts. Before the jump he just disappeared on, of course.

Stay here long enough and you'll have met everyone.

[dogbane]

I can't speak for the nurses, but the rest of us are probably less relevant to your problem Im afraid. Ive no clue how psychic healing would affect a neurocomputer.

at worst, that kind of intergenre unknown vector introduction fuckery is probably how the infection happened anyway eh?