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[uncurse]

[ For all that Emma tries not to brood, she missed space Christmas and news of Pan's curse has her feeling particularly sentimental. Reflective, even. And the prospect of losing her memories, losing her loved ones, only serves to remind her that sooner or later, they're all trying, in some capacity, to lose the people they've grown to care about aboard the Tranquility. ]

A friend of mine pointed out a while back that not everyone has a home to go back to at this point. Or one worse than what's here, whether that means they're dead or just some other kind of screwed.

[ Strangely, with Dean back now, she has to wonder if he'd say the same again. That staying on the ship, even as it is now, is better than the alternative for some. Getting a read on him is tougher now. It feels like she's missing pieces. ]

What about you? What's your best case scenario for whenever we figure out what the hell's going on here? Do you go home, forget all about it? Backtrack to Arima and set up shop?

Comments

[skjalf]

Ah yes, I remember. A friend of mine left and returned and did not know my face at first when she did. I have heard it posited before that there may be something in that substance within our pods which is responsible for that and other things.

It seemed an odd idea at the time, but now that I think on it, it might be possible.

[uncurse]

Could be. Worth having SCI run tests on it anyway. At this point, I'll take anything.

[skjalf]

As will I.