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THE DATING SIM MEME

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I'd go with 'siblings' for them. Guess we'll ask him about that when we find him.

[She heads out of the pantry and goes to poke at the cupboards instead.]

Yeah. [He likes the sound of that. When.

The cupboards are mostly bare, but there is the occasional nontraditional item - several grenades of various styles, a few clips of ammo, some holographic designs that don't make any immediate sense. Whatever Delta liked to cook in there, it wasn't food.]

>[Ask about the items]
>[Keep looking around the kitchen]
>[Go back into the main apartment]
>[Stop poking around]

>[Go back into the main apartment]

[She returns to the main portion of the apartment.]

I'm guessing it might be a good idea to stay still and not touch anything.

You could probably sit on the couch, if you wanted. [On one arm of the couch is an Xbox 360 controller. Yes, this means that York likes to pretend he's Master Chief sometimes.]

>[Try to turn on the Xbox]
>[Keep standing]
>[Tease York about Master Chief]
>[Poke at the bookshelf anyway]

>[Poke at the bookshelf anyway]

[Tex goes to poke through the bookshelf.]

Read any good books lately, York?

[There's a hefty Shakespeare collection with a bookmark, a few technical manuals, and an accidental trigger of a memory: Delta downloading some text files from a terminal in a city somewhere.]

Nope. Hurts to read, you know. Because of my eye.

>[What's that bookmark?]
>[Shakespeare?]
>[Right, the eye. Sorry.]
>[Tell him to read more]

>[Right, the eye. Sorry.]

...Right, the eye thing. Sorry.

What was the thing with D I just saw?

No problem.

That's...huh. Wonder why that was there. Something from a mission. The guy's encryption was based off a sonnet. You can never tell with these people sometime.

>[Ask about the sonnet]
>[Ask why he remembers that]
>[Keep poking around]
>[Stop]

>[Ask about the sonnet]

Maybe he was a Shakespeare fan, too. What sonnet?

Uhh...[He thinks about it, and the book of Shakespeare opens itself up to a page.]

I don't know, but it stuck in my head for some reason.

>[Read it]
>[Point a gun at the moving book]
>[Shrug and change the subject]
>[Make a crack about his memory]

>[Read it]

[She reads it.]

...'For thee and myself no quiet find'? Gee, that sounds familiar...

Life of a Freelancer, isn't it?

>[Agree]
>[Disagree]
>[Analyze it deeper]
>[Change the subject]

>[Agree]

Yeah, that's what I was thinking.

Then again, I guess if that guy was using it for encryption, there's a lot of people who think that way, huh?

Like this place. Do you guys get breaks, or is it pretty much all action, all the time?

>[Neverending hordes of zombies]
>[Breaks sometimes]
>[Depends who you talk to]
>[Mostly nothing followed by occasional bouts of activity]

>[Breaks sometimes]

We get breaks. Sometimes there's just a lot of sitting around watching space go by and waiting for pods to pop, and sometimes? It's fighting for our lives. The problem is you're never quite sure what it's gonna be.

So it's not that different from home, really.

>[Not really]
>[Yes it is, I never get to kill stuff]
>[Yes it is, no idiots from Blood Gulch. Except the one]
>[Change the subject]

>[Not really]

Not really. There's less idiocy here. ...Mostly.

If it's a good day.

Hey, any lowering of the overall idiocy level is okay by me. And at least you can laugh at the bad days once they're over?

>[Right]
>[And give away that I have a sense of humor?]
>[Wrong]
>[Only now that you're here]

>[Wrong]

Or, y'know, wish that you could strangle people for acting like morons and just get frustrated that you don't have real hands.

I could strangle them for you. You could live vicariously.

>[Aww, that's sweet]
>[It's not the same]
>[Depends on what you charge for the service]
>[I'd probably want to strangle you too]

>[It's not the same]

Thanks, York. But it's not quite the same.

Yeah. [He sighs.] I guess I can understand that.

...Isn't there someone here who could, I don't know, make you a robot body?

>[Probably]
>[Stacy needs me here]
>[Haven't asked]
>[Don't want to try]

>[Haven't asked]

Maybe, but I haven't asked yet. Last thing I need is to suddenly have tentacles after me because it turns out hey, I'm not supposed to be out of the system constantly!

God damn, Tex. Don't they have some place where you can just ask? Like putting in a request for leave or something?

>[Nope]
>[It likes to tell us what we're doing wrong by punishing first]
>[If so nobody's found it]
>[Good idea]

>[If so nobody's found it]

As far as I know, if there's a help desk? Nobody's found it. There's always Stacy, but there's some stuff she won't say. Or she could just change her mind, probably.