"Oh. There they are."
High steps out of the delivery pod, examines the scene around him and casually rolls his eyes.
"Interesting aesthetic we have here."
He looks around, searching for any exits out of the station.
I sincerely regret to inform that this signature cannot be shown due to technically difficulties.Thomas turns off the outside world and began ruminating through his thoughts. He thought of pizzas, then of slavery, then of dancing, then of dictatorship, then he thought of building a religion for Friend Computer.
Is that plausible, Friend Computer? Thomas asked, After all you deserve to be venerated by the people.
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war.""-bing-Information noted, Troubleshooter Silence-O-106-4. The train crash was the result of an experimental instant-obsolescence program. In regards to your injured teammate, please have your team robot officer requisition a Doc-Bot. If your team does not have a robot officer, please ask your team leader to designate which member of the team should be the robot officer. -bing- "
Integ is correct. While it is normally considered polite to stick your fingers in your ears and hum loudly when you see someone else talking to Friend Computer, it is not technically treasonous to overhear unguarded messages to Friend Computer. If you wish your conversations not to be overheard, it is recommended you take efforts not to be heard, such as by covering your mouth and speaking extremely softly, or by finding a sound-proofed confession booth.
edited 19th Nov '15 10:26:46 AM by Nodrog
Teslaa suddenly twitches and spasms for a few moments before her usual, charming derision and snark emerges, "The frak just... Where's Rocky? Who are those RED idiots? Why aren't we on the train!?" She exclaimed, looking down to see she was holding a med kit, "What have I been... Oh, never mind." At some point during the journey to the ICK Train Station her neural chip had been knocked out of joint sending her into a weird, quiet trance.
The last time that happened she nearly winded up running off with a particularly smelly, but exotic merchant. Whilst this did entail certain benefits in later missions, most being purely platonic, it did leave her similarly out of the loop. "Okay, Doc-Bot... Silence, you can be Team L Eader for this one - my brain chip is going weird again and frankly I don't want to be responsible for this mess. I'll try and get us a Doc-Bot..." She tosses the med-kit to Thomas, "Make yourself useful and try to fix up either Integ or Lanius." She adds before using a nearby terminal to get a Doc-Bot to their location. [1+Mechanics+Program]
“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”Using those skills that earned Teslaa a Bronze Badge of Bureaucracy, Teslaa quickly fills out the paperwork that lists Silence as their team leader and Teslaa as the team's robotics officer, then requisitions a Mark 8 Med-Bot.
The doors to the train station open and a robot walks in. It's about the size and shape of a fat human, with white vinyl 'skin' and a pair of black eyes.
"Hello. I am Med-Bot Beta-Max, your Alpha-Complex Assigned Health-Care Assistant." it informs Teslaa. "On a scale from one to ten, how would you rate the pain you are currently feeling?"
Teslaa frowns, "That depends on which value indicates the more pain. I don't require medical assistance, regardless." She states, pointing to Integ and Lanius, "They are severely injured and require your assistance." She crossed her arms and sighs. It was days like this she wondered why she let them pull her out of the clone tank. In this team that meant every second day at best though with less frequency since Wolf's untimely demise - well, final demise.
“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”"You have been a good patient." Beta-Max reaches out and pats Teslaa on the head with one hand. "Have a lolly-boo." Beta-Max's other hand somehow now has a large, red lollipop it hands to Teslaa. It hands the candy to Teslaa.
Beta-Max waddles over to Integ and Lanius. "Hello. I am Beta-Max, your Alpha Complex assigned medical health care assistant. Please rate your pain on a scale from one to ten, where one is minor owie and ten is..." Beta-Max pauses to play a clip of a woman screaming in incredible agony.
(Beta-Max will treat first whichever one responds first.)
Teslaa examines the lollipop with her hypersenses for poisonous substances before shrugging and popping it in her mouth while Meta-Max did its job, "Ok, Silence - what's the plan?"
“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”Silence looks around the train station. Against one wall, located above the ticket sales counter, is a large clock and a train schedule. The train for HRG sector leaves at 2:00 PM. It's currently 1:15 PM.
A large, bored looking woman in an orange jumpsuit, with orange frizzy hair, and chewing an improbably orange piece of bubble-gum is sitting behind the counter.
Thomas paces furiously around the train station, steps echoing loudly throughout the area, mumbling silently to himself, then his little adventure came to a halt as he stopped his tracks and stared off into space. After a while he deliberated whether to take one more venturesome walk or to stay in his place and gaze into nothingness again.
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war."Beta-Max walks over to Thomas. "Hello. I am Beta-Max, your Alpha Complex assigned medical health care assistant. You appear to be... bored. My database suggests that... travel and a change of scenery are proven ways to deal with boredom. Have you considered taking a train trip? It is the safest way to travel between sectors."

Thomas, unlike his brother Rocky, was a quiet individual that preferred to use gestures to communicate with other people. Largely introverted for the most part, he rarely payed any attention to his surroundings, often being absorbed with his own thoughts. Now he was reading through a Science journal to occupy himself, he had recently been promoted to Red but he was honestly fine with being an infrared citizen, for he had time to waste and now he didn't have the pleasure of wasting any time.
edited 18th Nov '15 3:58:24 PM by Victor_Skye
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war."