day 002? ish?

[headinjuries]

[ Sam's been absent for a few days. And probably, he should've said something about that before the fact, as much as he'd like to stubbornly not admit that maybe Bruce had a point in there somewhere, but what's done is done - and now that he's been chewed out by the goddamned Batman, had a much nicer chat with Ilde, and maybe even caught a quick nap in there somewhere, he's got some findings to report.

You know, if anyone's into that. ]

( Hey. Uh, I guess we got new people? I'm Sam, sorry I wasn't around to meet you, but I was kinda busy.

Which is what this is about, actually. So I took a quick flight outside the station - except it wasn't actually that quick, see the "kinda busy" part - and it's...actually pretty weird out there? Dunno if anyone will find this stuff useful, but maybe it's at least interesting. )

[ Quick pause for him to organize his thoughts. Sam tends to be pretty transparent over the mental link, so there's a clear feeling almost like he's shuffling through notecards in front of the class. ]

( One: time is iffy out there. Apparently. It felt like things were getting a little fuzzy on my end, but definitely not "you've been gone for days and I'm gonna glare at you like your mom isn't here to" lengths of time. ) [ thx bruce B| ]

( Two: space is iffy, too. Like, it's weirdly hard to fly in a straight line away from this place kind of iffy. And if anyone was gonna make a crack about me just not being able to fly in a straight line anyway, bite me, I already thought of that. ) [ - which doesn't mean he can't fly in a straight llooommmmgggg that was so stupid, words are hard, he'd better just keep going - ] ( I tried using my helmet's auto-pilot and it was just as bad. It's like it doesn't...want you moving away from it?

Which brings me to three - ) [ He's ticking them off on his fingers and everything now. ] ( It's hard to get outside in the first place. Not physically. Like, mentally - and that's definitely weird because I can promise you that I've usually got zero problems with hopping out strange airlocks into alien space. But the farther out and the longer I was out there, the more it started to feel really...I dunno. Have you ever felt like you're really small and there's nothing for miles, except also really claustrophobic at the same time? Okay, that sounds kind of stupid. But it's the best I've got. ) [ He's trying not to project the memory of what that felt like everywhere, because just because his mental control is unimpressive doesn't mean he's not trying, okay. ]

( And four: no stars, nothing to navigate by out there. It's like "inside of a black hole" levels of nothing happening. )

[ When he finally stops rambling, there's a slightly awkward pause, like he's run out of words and isn't really sure what there is left to say, before - ]

( I guess that's everything I've got? So. If anybody was wondering. )

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[headinjuries]

( Yeah, sorry about that. Wasn't supposed to take that long. )

[ Pidge gets apologies, unlike some people, because Pidge didn't wait in the hangar to give him the angry parent stare, unlike some people. ]

( I didn't think to. But it's definitely not space. Not normal space, at least. )

[greentech]

( You made it back. That's the important part. )

[ She wasn't super worried, but still. ]

( Weird. I wonder how this thing actually moves around or how we're supposed to planet or universe hop or whatever if there's not really anywhere for us to go. )

[headinjuries]

( Weird dimensional-wrinkle stuff was never my thing. Too bad Mr. Stark's not here. )

[ Iron Man is smart. Iron Man knows things. He doesn't...always explain them in words that Sam actually gets, but. ]

[greentech]

( I'm not exactly an expert, either.

Who's Mr. Stark? )

[headinjuries]

( We're on the same team back home. He's one of the smartest people on Earth.

Like, I mean that totally literally, he's in like the top ten smartest people alive or something. )

[greentech]

( How smart are we talking? )

[ Pidge knows some pretty smart people herself. Call her a bit skeptical. ]

[headinjuries]

( He's a crazy-good engineer. Builds all his own tech. Hacked the Kree once, and they're like way ahead of Earth right now so that's bigger than it sounds.

He's also been doing the superhero thing long enough to have seen way more weird time-space mess-ups than I have. )

[greentech]

( I like the sound of him already. He'd definitely be handy to have along. Even if he'd be trapped with the rest of us... )

[ Someone who could help her take control of this stupid thing and get them all home. ]

( I wonder if I could build a drone and have it take a look around. Maybe electronic sensors will pick up something. )

[headinjuries]

( Hey, that's a good idea. I mean, it might be so messed up out there that it fries sensors or something, but even if it is, that's like...something else we didn't know yet, right? )

[greentech]

( Pretty much. And we might get an idea of what kind of environment it is. Or lack of environment, anyway. You wanna help build one? )

[headinjuries]

( Sure. I mean, I'm not an expert on this stuff, but if you want someone to do heavy lifting and handing you the hydrospanners, I got that. )

Sorry, tag got misplaced in my inbox!

[greentech]

( Hey, I could use some sompany anyway. Half the time I feel like I'm not really alone, anyway. At least around here. )

np i'm slow as balls anyway!

[headinjuries]

( Yeah, it's...I get what you mean there. )

[ It's still awkward as hell sometimes, even if he's gotten much more used to it. ]

[greentech]

( They don't even let us have doors! )

[ She "sounds" horrifically offended by the idea. ]

[headinjuries]

( Worst. Idea. Ever. )

[ He's right there with her, being offended. Because holy crap, he's a fifteen year old boy, even if everyone can guess what happens in his room that doesn't mean they can't all just pretend and never say anything and how are you even supposed to teenager with all these people in your head, it is the most embarrassing thing ever. ]

[greentech]

[ That's. Not exactly why she wants her privacy, but YEAH. That.

Not that she really wants to think about that, but thanks, hive mind. ]

( I swear, I'm going to weld a door to the wall just to spite them. )

[headinjuries]

( Good idea, I might have to steal it. )

[greentech]

( I just need to find something to build a door out of. )

[ Totally not mentioning that Cathaway already told her not to. ]

[headinjuries]

( There's gotta be some kind of scrap metal or something, right?

I can improvise as a welding torch. )

[greentech]

( There should be. Or maybe we can use something off one of the ships in the hangar.

I kinda wish Hunk were here, he's a better engineer than I am. )

[headinjuries]

( It's just a door, can't be that hard. You've got it in the bag. )

[greentech]

( Materials are the hard part. )

[headinjuries]

( If they can grab people from every conceivable reality here, we've gotta be able to find some scrap metal or a few sheets of plywood or something. )

[greentech]

( Yeah. I'll poke around in the hangar in a bit... )

[headinjuries]

( I think I'm gonna crash for a few hours, but if you want help after that, lemme know. )