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[Felix is sitting for this one, his lower body hidden, but the sharp-eyed might notice that his crutch is nowhere in sight. His uniform is also gone for good (for now). He's at the long metal table in his barracks, and the surface is absolutely covered with wires, cables, microchips... It looks like he's dismantled an entire fleet's worth of communicators.

He seems a little annoyed about it.]

Does anyone have a spare computer they could lend me? Or even just a motherboard and a serial port connector cable.

[Private to Dr. McCoy]

I think I'm starting to get the hang of it now, Doc. I... thank you, really. It's a big improvement.

[Private to Sarah Connor]

You said you're Gaius's Warden, didn't you? We should talk sometime.

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Why would I be able to tell you your options?

I assumed because you know this place and I still don't.

And because outside of here, I don't have any options.

Oh. Well, there are always things to do. People need help making this place run.

And...that's something we have in common.

Maybe I'll make lunch and bring it over. [This was said almost distantly.] I could do that. Sometime.

...Lunch. [Well, either she doesn't hate him, or she wants to poison his food. WHICH ONE IS IT?] All right. That would be nice.

What, the Admiral can create entire rooms, but he can't make his own ship run?

[As for that other thing...] ...Are you one of them? The inmates who stayed?

I think it's more to give us a distraction.

And no. I'm a warden who would be dead if not for this place.

Okay. One I get shit settled, we'll have lunch. [And there, it's decided. her expression? A little more settled, too.]

...Sure. [Crazy lady.]

[She nodded. Pandora wanted to roll her eyes at all of this stupid personal interaction shit, but didn't, and Sarah was just fucking outraged. None of that showed, however except in the slightest strain in her face.]

I'll... [she waved a little] let you know.

So we're doing experiments, to keep us entertained while we're imprisoned, like lab rats. That's... pretty frakking perverse, really.

You'll find it's not the worst of his transgressions. But the work I do here is interesting enough, though the data I collect is probably false. I learn more from other people's stories than I do from what the Admiral feeds me.

Well, I am still interested in reading what you sent me... even if I have to learn to filter it through what I think you think the Admiral wants you to know.

Go ahead. Use it as you see fit. Though you'll find a sudden shift in there between when I stopped trying to rationalize it using the knowledge of physics I have now and moved to trying to relearn the rules.

I made decisions that I thought were for the greater good regardless of the people that would be affected by them. Even after I switched sides, and tried to rebuild what I destroyed. I thought I was right.

[Actually, it hadn't occurred to him, and the possibility of it draws Dean's slightly wandering attention back to Felix's face from beneath a quirked eyebrow. He squints harder through the communicator for a moment, trying to see if there's something obvious about Felix that he missed other than just dressing kind of strangely, but finally he just shrugs.]

Why would I know that?

[Well, that's interesting.]

And you've since changed your mind.

Do you think he's let you? Learn the rules, I mean.

I've been given a glimpse when he wasn't in control. But that's all.

I have. Little else has changed.

I thought I told you? I'm not from... Earth. [It's still unsettling as hell that there are actual people here from Earth, a place which is no better than a nuclear wasteland in his time.]

I'm human, of course. [Said quickly, in case Dean shares his problem with those who aren't.] Just a human from a different place.

[This, too, gets several moments of sincere thought from the young hunter, chewing his lower lip as he tries to think through their past two interactions. At last, he shakes his head.]

Sorry, dude. It's a brave new world and all - I doubt either of us is used to thinkin' of people not being from the same planet as us.

[The quickness of that afterthought surprises Dean, and the eyebrow that had been relaxing pops back up with interest. He's confused, but that's mainly because Dean figures he can't possibly be trying to discount what Dean's first thought is to that statement.

He doesn't ask outright; instead, a beat later, he goes ahead with a different plan of action.] What else would you be?

And the rest of the time? How accurate do you expect your calculations to be?

But that... led you to graduate? That decision?

They're accurate until I'm proven wrong.

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Re: Private [video] Pandora moods swings are fail. >.<

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