AUDIENCE 🚀 MIZUKI DATE

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[dropoffs]

Not exactly the most flavorful, right? Leaves a lot to be desired.

[psynchroneyes]

No joke.

Want a hand?

[dropoffs]

Can't say no to help.

[ they wave their hand over the galley door's lock and boom we are in. it's modern as hell, with long counters, an enormous kitchen island, fridge, cryo freezer, and cabinets galore. they'll guide the hover pallet in and then gesture for mizuki to join them.

this kitchen promises flavorful meals if you make them yourself. ]

Most of it is produce, the dried goods are for the most part still plentiful. [ nudging open the refrigerator. ] Do you cook, Mizuki?

[psynchroneyes]

[ Whooooooa. This is some real future science shit. Naturally, she follows. ]

Just for myself, usually—when I have the time.

[dropoffs]

[ it's true real science shit. they just start unpacking the crates one by one and sorting them. with their running blade leg, they slide one of the crates over to the cryo freezer. ]

Well, if you want, you're more than welcome to galley access. I can give that to you - as you all will have time to yourselves between our delivery routes.

[psynchroneyes]

[ Maybe she oughta start picking these up, too... With a slight grunt and a furrow of her brow, Mizuki assists in getting the crates off the cart. ]

Not a bad idea. As nice as the generosity of others is, it'd be nice to handle it myself if it comes down to it.

[dropoffs]

[ that's the job, baybeeee lift! it looks like io is sorting them: things that must go in the fridge, things that should be in the freezer, and any dried goods/spices/herbs to go in the cabinets! ]

Then after this, once my hands aren't full, I'll get you the access. Doesn't hurt.

[psynchroneyes]

Well, good news is that I'm not in a rush.

[ She sets another box down, then: ]

One other thing first, actually—as our medical specialist person, uh... Just how much can being out in space in a ship like this affect someone's body?

[dropoffs]

Well, with the nanites, that shouldn't be a problem. They'll help keep your bone mass from deteriorating - along with regular exercise. But even without, they'll do the trick for people who aren't able to be quite as active.

Occasionally there are some side effects from the... [ squint ] "cosmoelectromagnetic" waves, but nothing dangerous.

[psynchroneyes]

[ She lifts a hand, solemnly. ]

I think the cosmoelecsomethingwhatevers got me.

[dropoffs]

I believe they "got me" as well.

[ though their emotions are quite muted, like through thick mud, there is a mild annoyance there. ]

It can be a little jarring, unfortunately. But they will pass in time. Hopefully if it's anything like our last trip.

[psynchroneyes]

Really? 'Cause, like–

[ She works on shuffling the boxes in the meantime, keeping with the organization already at work. ]

My usual strength is all gone, and I have no idea if that's 'cause of space vibes.

[dropoffs]

The nanites have the tendency to suppress that which they assume is "abnormal." Things that may be normal to you or I, things we are born with, are marked and then made dormant for a time.

[ let's go let's go let's go ]

I don't know too much about how the nanites themselves work or what sort of technology they deal in... I work with the physical body, natural systems more.

[psynchroneyes]

[ what the fuck. ]

You got a manager I can complain to?

[dropoffs]

I can certainly send a complaint, but they're not exactly speedy about replying.

[psynchroneyes]

Ugh, management, am I right? Well, it's whatever—I guess I can deal with it for now.

[dropoffs]

They certainly can take their time.

Despite it being your first time in a place like this - your morale is quite high.

[psynchroneyes]

Please, like we need another grump in the bunch. It's not really my style to sit around and mope.

[dropoffs]

Best to make what you can out of what you've got. [ firm agreement ] But we will do our best to make the situation right as well.

[psynchroneyes]

Aside from the whole... contract mix-up thing, it doesn't seem like a pretty bad gig so far. The accommodations are decent, and I mean—space is pretty cool. Buuut I am curious about what the pay's like...

[dropoffs]

Did you want to see...? I can show you the end quote for your pay.

[psynchroneyes]

Well, yeah! Who signs up for a job without knowing that?

[dropoffs]

Compensation is important for work well done.

[ it takes them a few moments, at one point their visor going . . . but then going blank again. a little frustration leaks out from the effect this week, but again very muted. finally they turn the data pad around to reveal quite the sum of money translated to currency mizuki would know! it's an incredible amount, enough to live in extreme comfort for the rest of your days. it's starkly printed there right on The Contract.

this is an amount of money a person Definitely Remembers... ]

[psynchroneyes]

[ So here's the thing—financial stability has never been a concern in Mizuki's family. Even now she's got a fair amount of wealth under her belt, but that doesn't mean she won't exude a near palpable amount of shock upon reading the number. ]

No shit. Everyone gets this?

[dropoffs]

[ it's a pretty shocking amount even if you have everything you could ever want! it's crazy! ]

Everyone, yes. The company is firm about fair pay for the work asked of us, traveling as far as we do.