[ It doesn't take long for Amalthea to appear, but not in her usual bodysuit and helmet. She is wearing a maid uniform and Throné can see her face—translucent white skin, bright emerald green eyes, and long black hair weaved into a braid. ]
she is absolutely not expecting this at all. also like, she probably doesn't know this is amalthea? if she isn't wearing the bodysuit and helmet, it's like a baby seeing a dad without a beard for the first time. she stares...]
... Hello. [who are you and why are you on the ship]
[ She's standing much like she did before. Postures upright and proper, shoulders squared, and hands clasped in the front. Amalthea doesn't think much of it at first. ]
Callisto used to play on the piano for us once in a while... It was nice. [ She will look at the music wares. ] While not the same as a performance, I still enjoy listening to music here.
[ Amalthea will continue to keep searching through the records while listening to some of the song from Throné's headphones. ]
I had never thought about it before because I had been used to being the only one from this technological period for the past three months—or I suppose... What I remember of the last months... It's nice to know I am not alone.
[ She's polite to wait for the song in the headphones to end before playing this on the record player. ]
[she seems pleased to know amalthea has talked to temenos? this is silly but she really is constantly like i need to find temenos friends like he's some sort of antisocial toddler]
... What you remember of the last months? [she repeats, curiously, as she listens to the record player. pretty...] Have you been having memory problems too?
I do not think to the same extent as others who've seen the documents themselves, but they would share what happened during our meetings. Names... Summaries. [ Despite how this is a very strange thing, maybe worth extreme concern, she is calm. ] At times, as I try to recall what was discussed... Or what I believed was true, I do find myself recalling nothing.
... Do you know why this might be? [a beat.] There was a roster with people's names on it - I'd wondered if any of you remembered who these people are. Or if you remembered... well, the concerning video Temenos found.
[ Well, Amalthea can see the roster and I'll just pretend that Throné wrote out a summary of the video.
Her expression does twist when she looks at the first one where she needs a moment to close her eyes, then rub her temples. After a deep breath, she looks at the second one, which only has her tilt her head. ]
[ Our poor steam world people not knowing how to transfer data to their I.R.I.S... She keeps massaging her temples, but smiles. ]
There is a lot of pressure in my head, but this was still good to see with my very eyes. It may be better than watching Ganymede lift up pieces at our meetings.
[ And just inflicting that on all of them in the morning. ]
[ Still musing on her lingering headache. What Does It Mean? What should she do about it? Is it a Good Sign? A Bad Sign? If she prayed today, will God speak to her? ]
Yes. Most have been that, a couple about the things you've brought to us, and an appropriate amount ship maintenance.
[see, she would be good friends with temenos, she's a catholic]
Have you come to any conclusions on things? [...] The more that we investigate, the more that it seems like... you and the rest of the senior crew are as trapped as we are.
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Will you come join me?
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Good afternoon, Miss Throné.
[ Polite greetings first. ]
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she is absolutely not expecting this at all. also like, she probably doesn't know this is amalthea? if she isn't wearing the bodysuit and helmet, it's like a baby seeing a dad without a beard for the first time. she stares...]
... Hello. [who are you and why are you on the ship]
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Callisto used to play on the piano for us once in a while... It was nice. [ She will look at the music wares. ] While not the same as a performance, I still enjoy listening to music here.
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... Amalthea? [hesitantly]
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Yes?
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[y'know, without the helmet.]
... And I didn't know Callisto played the piano. That does sound nice.
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[ She'll take note of it for next time. ]
They did, though hesitant at first. I hope some day they return to it. [ Hmmm. ] What kind of music do you like?
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[she smiles a bit! and then glances at the music, thinking.]
... I've found that I like what this place refers to as classical. But I do like to listen to anything.
[she fiddles with the... headphones? i'm too lazy to open the location page. however you play music in here, she's trying to figure out how to do it.]
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[ She will give her credit before helping her with the headphones. It takes like a button and Amalthea is used to simpler technology by now. ]
Classical is also what I'm most used to... Along with folk and opera.
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I suppose that makes sense. I think, by what you've told me, your home most aligns with what I'm used to.
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[ Amalthea will continue to keep searching through the records while listening to some of the song from Throné's headphones. ]
I had never thought about it before because I had been used to being the only one from this technological period for the past three months—or I suppose... What I remember of the last months... It's nice to know I am not alone.
[ She's polite to wait for the song in the headphones to end before playing this on the record player. ]
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... What you remember of the last months? [she repeats, curiously, as she listens to the record player. pretty...] Have you been having memory problems too?
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I do not think to the same extent as others who've seen the documents themselves, but they would share what happened during our meetings. Names... Summaries. [ Despite how this is a very strange thing, maybe worth extreme concern, she is calm. ] At times, as I try to recall what was discussed... Or what I believed was true, I do find myself recalling nothing.
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... Do you know why this might be? [a beat.] There was a roster with people's names on it - I'd wondered if any of you remembered who these people are. Or if you remembered... well, the concerning video Temenos found.
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[ Hm... She pauses in looking through the records. ]
Do you have these with you?
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[and she'll show her this and this. they're papers she's written on.]
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Her expression does twist when she looks at the first one where she needs a moment to close her eyes, then rub her temples. After a deep breath, she looks at the second one, which only has her tilt her head. ]
I see.
[ She does not see. ]
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... Mm. It hurts you, too. [):]
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There is a lot of pressure in my head, but this was still good to see with my very eyes. It may be better than watching Ganymede lift up pieces at our meetings.
[ And just inflicting that on all of them in the morning. ]
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I don't understand what's happening to all of you when you see these things. [sigh.] ... You have had... meetings?
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... I thought it was just coincidence, but it seems like a sign. [ She's musing. ] We do. A lot of them lately.
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Yes. Most have been that, a couple about the things you've brought to us, and an appropriate amount ship maintenance.
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Have you come to any conclusions on things? [...] The more that we investigate, the more that it seems like... you and the rest of the senior crew are as trapped as we are.
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