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[realimperfect]

[ Hi, Lunatia. Have a somewhat bored looking woman here, sort of gong bonkers sitting in this new apartment or exploring at random. She isn't good with this whole preventing herself from going stir crazy thing, but has for once opted to reach out and take other people's recommendations instead of meddling her way through. ]

So far as settling in here, I need a few things. I was hoping someone might be able to offer me a good suggestion or two to look in to on a few items so that this isn't.. quite so jarring.

[ Spoilers : it'll be jarring no matter what going from a glassed-in, engineered Utopia to a nuclear wasteland to a place that's not too far off Romdeau barring, you know. Lack of social and genetic engineering. So hey, up and up.

Long, pale fingers are counted on as she goes through her items: ]

One, I need a place to shop for clothing. I can't keep wearing these things every day.

Two, I'm going to need a place to train or, maybe, a trainer. Getting back in to a fitness routine now that I'm not on the Rabbit every day will be an improvement, I think.

Three... [ She pauses, seems to waver on this one, and finally comes out with it as if it's begrudging : ] ...I guess I'm going to have to learn to cook at least somewhat. Without Iggy or Vincent I'm at a loss, here. So, if anyone can give me instructions past a 'pinch' of salt in water for noodles, I'd appreciate it.

If anyone has anything to offer on any of these I'd appreciate it.

[ A curt little nod, and the video ends. ]

Comments

[spah]

Alright then. I could message ya some recipes. I'll keep the doughnut thing in mind, though... too sweet?

[He mainly asks to get a gauge of her tastes.]

[realimperfect]

Much too sweet. [ But, again, this is coming from a girl who lived in a dome post-nuclear winter so. You know. Taste buds might be skewed a bit and her tune may change after more exposure to candy. ]

It seems like something Daedalus would've sworn me off of even if they did exist in Romdeau.

[spah]

Can't say I'm familiar with either of 'em, but I'll keep that in mind.

Before you start gettin' any messages from a stranger, though - I'm Dell. Dell Conagher. Most folks call me "Engie," but you can take your pick.

[realimperfect]

I don't think you'll ever see Daedalus around here. And if he does show up he'll be the most overbearing Doctor in this place. [ But then again she'd been more of a pet project instead of just another fellow citizen he'd created, so.. there's also that to consider she thinks. ]

Engie or Dell? [ A pause, and then she can't help her curiosity : ] Why "Engie?"

[spah]

Oh, believe me, miss. I've known some overbearing doctors.

[He laughs.]

Short for "Engineer," which is what I am. Mechanical engineer, to be specific.

[realimperfect]

Let's just say I hope you've never known one quite like mine. [ Someone who tried to control most everything from creation to end? Yeah, that's about Daedalus' rate, and somehow she doubts a lot of people will be able to keep up with that level of control freak.

Even herself. ]

Oh - useful, in a place like this, I'm sure. With all of its mechanical needs.

[spah]

Yeah... got my own workshop now, too. Turned out to be a fairly good call.

[realimperfect]

Mmn... [ she pauses to think about that, for a moment. of course there aren’t jobs in the world she’s in now, but now that she’s back in some form of civilization.. ]

I should check in where might be best for me to get a job. Someone needs a Security Bureau Inspector I’m sure.