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MASON lockwood. ([personal profile] angerissues) wrote in [community profile] ataraxion2012-03-14 04:32 pm

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[ The first thing that can be seen when the feed clicks on is a shitload of green. Then Mason shifts the comm so it's focused on him. ] So, this oxygen garden. How's it work? Is there someone that takes care of it and decides who gets to plant what, or is it more a community free for all? [ He needs to try to plant some Wolfsbane because when it runs out, life is going to suck. Not only for him but for everyone on board. ] And if someone's in charge of it, could somebody tell me how to get a hold of them?






ooc: open to action with whoever might be in/near the oxygen garden!
payload: (❝ green ❞)

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[personal profile] payload 2012-03-15 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Capa is quick to shake his head. He doesn't want to prevent people from planting, just doing his job as a member of the crew to see that the lay-passengers are aware of the situation. ] A controlled environment like the oxygen garden might be exactly the place to help propagate it. [ A beat. ] Which could be a good thing.

Unfortunately, botany isn't my specialty. So I can't really tell you either way. [ He pauses, considering; taking the time to weigh out the options. ] But I'm sure, if we take certain precautions— couldn't hurt to try.
payload: (❝ wait ❞)

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[personal profile] payload 2012-03-17 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ The thought of having enemies of the ship makes Capa vaguely uncomfortable. Like his mind wants to indulge a bit of deja vu, only he can't seem to fit the pieces in the right order. It's slowly becoming a somewhat common-place experience for him ever since he woke from the jump and was informed by the others that he's been here before. (Sometimes he remembers, sometimes he doesn't, but this time

Capa shakes his head, and then abruptly stops, realizing that this probably looks strange to someone not privy to his own internal monologue. Even confused as he is, however, his expression remains more or less even. (What was he forgetting now?)
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I don't know about enemies but more information is always better than less in situations like these. Putting it out in the open keeps people informed. Prevents cross-purposes. Things like that. [ A beat, and then: ] I hate it you've never been to space before.