lin gingheng

[preordain]

:3

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[awol]

The universe is full of assholes, who knows the number.

[ he frowns ]

Do you want one.

[preordain]

Sure. Might as well test this.

[ it is doubtful it's been poisoned, since nothing else has been so far and also they don't know it's a murdergame yet. ]

[awol]

[ right he's grabbing two from the tap into solo cups and makes a face. gross. plastic cups what the fuck is this.

he does sniff and makes no face but his gauntleted finger taps the cup twice. ]

Zhanlu should be doing this, not me.

[ sips drink and... taps cup again. dissatisfied. ]

[preordain]

Zhanlu?

[ he takes a sip. and he doesn't quite make a face, but his brow furrows. ]

That's what listed as your item, right?

[awol]

[ it's just. sad beer. :( he takes another sip before giving a nod. alcohol pls heal me inside i hate hell so much thank u xoxo ljh ]

An AI.

[preordain]

[ IT'S SO SAD.... but he'll drink it anyway. he is not enjoying it. ]

Really? That's interesting. We have them where I'm from, but they're not as advanced as they could be.

[awol]

He's asleep, so he won't do much of anything here.

But he can integrate with technology, cars, computers, the like, control it from within. Gather data, enact large-scale orders.

[ he hums ]

Lu and I are from a galaxy. Humanity has traveled far.

[preordain]

[ i know you mean a different galaxy but just 'a galaxy' makes me imagine them hanging out with yoda ]

I see. What year is it, for the two of you?

[awol]

[ shoots yoda. ]

New Sidereal Calendar... the year's not clear. 290, I think.

[ but like don't quote me on that this book is 1,500 pages. ]

I spent around a decade nearly braindead and a prisoner. So it's a blur.