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[hopelessdreamer]

[there's a very tired-looking face half-obscured by a gloved hand tapping the mirror. When it draws back, Gal is fully dressed, her new arrival gown in a heap on the grass next to her.]

Oh...hey. I remembered how to work it. But man, this place...

[she leans back, scratching the back of her neck and looking around for a moment.]

It still feels like some kind of weird dream. Okay, who's still here? Jessica? ....Akiha? Kris?

Is Martha okay?


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[hopelessdreamer]

[she feels kind of bad for thinking it's funny, so she makes an effort not to laugh.]

That must've been tough. Who rescued you?

[hopelessdreamer]

Ah, I get it. [she shakes her head.] As far as I can remember, it was negligible at most. Definitely not long enough for anyone to notice I was gone.

[cobbledtogether]

Notable observed events are recorded.

[ported]

I stumbled my way out so I rescued myself.

[action!]

[hopelessdreamer]

[it takes her a good fifteen minutes, but eventually she arrives, sword at her hip as usual. She knocks politely--is this home or not? Does it count?]

Hey.

[she opens her arms before remembering that Jessica isn't a very huggy person, and offers a handshake instead.]

[hopelessdreamer]

Not bad for a day's work.

I'll come by and cook sometime to make up for that, uhh. Mess that happened before. How does that sound?

[hopelessdreamer]

You've been doing it since your arrival? Is it all stored on a...database or something?

[ported]

Mess that happened?

[hopelessdreamer]

You know...thinking I was married to Akiha?

[Akiha had said Kris wasn't upset, just confused, but she wants to apologize anyway.]

[ported]

You're not married to her?

[hopelessdreamer]

No!

[she resists the urge to cover her face with her hands.]

Besides the fact that two girls can't--...no. I'm not. I mean, she's with you. [she's sort of used to the idea by now, but it still confuses her to no end.]

I went out to get some of that...magic dirt, and it messed with me somehow.

[cobbledtogether]

Yes. Data is catalogued within my memorybanks.

[hopelessdreamer]

That's pretty useful...how much information can you store?

[cobbledtogether]

My databanks have the capacity to store a total of—

[She gives a number. It's probably pretty high.]

[hopelessdreamer]

[it's no big Gal is just in nerd heaven.]

Woah, what do you use all that information for? I know you were built for combat and all, but were there research purposes too?

[cobbledtogether]

My designated purpose requires the ability to learn and adapt to situations quickly. This requires the ability to process and store large quantities of information. I cannot divulge further information to individuals without appropriate clearance.

[secret, probably illegal experiments yeahhhh]

[ritsu_kouyou]

I don't know how to respond to that.

[hopelessdreamer]

[she blinks.] Did I say something wrong? I thought you were asking how much time passed at home while I was here the first time.

[hopelessdreamer]

Oh--sorry! I kinda got carried away, didn't I. [she laughs sheepishly.] If it's private, that's okay. I just think it's fascinating.


[yes probably, but then again she could totally justify making something like Lambda for not sinister reasons because so cool.]

[ported]

Two girls can't what? And what does her being with me have to do with anything?

[SINCERE QUESTIONS]

[ritsu_kouyou]

No, you answered what I asked for. I'm just not sure how I feel about that information.

[hopelessdreamer]

[she folds her arms, looking thoughtful.]

I can tell you how I feel about it, at least...

On one hand, it's a relief, because if I had actually been here for months--...who knows what would have happened. [her face darkens, and she shakes her head.]

On the other--...how is it even possible? Is time really stopped? Saying it's "magic" doesn't really explain anything. And I really don't like not understanding what's happening to me.

[cobbledtogether]

No. I cannot tell you because you do not have the clearance to obtain the information, not because telling you would violate my privacy. [She doesn't really care about any of that herself.]

[hopelessdreamer]

Get married. It doesn't work that way.

Well--it means you're exclusive to each other?

[god why are you asking her she is definitely not an expert on this. She likes things with more gears and flashing lights.]

[hopelessdreamer]

Can you tell me who does have the clearance? [she is sort of curious....]