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[ Because she's reminded of the technology back home, this should be easy. It's not her first time she's had to make a call using Skype, or something similar. Video is the option Chloe opts for. ]

My name's Chloe― Chloe Decker. [ She doesn't notice it, the self-conscious gesture of tucking her hair behind her ear, but she sets her jaw as she pushes on, voice unwavering. Completely the opposite to how she feels on the inside. ] I guess you could say I arrived here just the same as a lot of you have, as crazy as it seems. If no one minds answering a few questions, I'd really appreciate it.

Are there any parents on this ship, mothers and/or fathers? Did you... Are there any children on-board?

[ 'What happens to them when you agree to the contract? Where do they go?' ― extra questions she bites her tongue on. Instead Chloe gives a smile that's barely a twitch of her lips. ]

Again― thanks.

[ Obviously she's not ready to end the face-time just yet as she pauses. ]

...I had a gun and a pair of handcuffs with me. Someone please tell me this place comes with a 'lost and found'?

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Actually, I was inferring that most of the children act like adults but your definition is oddly accurate as well.

[ Sorry Chloe. ]

There is no official quartermaster or armory on this ship, but sometimes extra items come in to the cargo hold or the Ingress spits a thing out.

Fastest option is to ask if anyone has an extra.

[ Personally he can't think of anyone who has a gun and would be willing to part with it but she might get lucky. ]

So then there are kids on the ship?

This Ingress do anything else? I got a very brief rundown from the doctor in medbay. I didn't know it could spit things out, besides us.

And yeah no, asking for a spare gun, I really don't think that's gonna work out so well.

I sure as fuck am not giving you mine.

[ Honestly, if he'd spoken the words there would be no real heat in that statement, simply matter of fact. ]

I haven't taken a count recently but I believe there are a few. I think we have at least one person who keeps track of them.

[ Adrien and kids were a ... bad subject. ]

The Ingress appears to do quite a bit. Unfortunately, we're still cataloging exact functionality.

Easy. I wasn't asking.

[ Jesus. ]

Great. Stuck on a ship in space and no one really knows what the deal is with the piece of junk that brought us here in the first place.

[ Somewhere on the ship he nodded with her assessment. Then remembered she couldn't see him. ]

Accurate.

I was hoping for something a little more helpful than that.

You and a whole lot of other people on this tin can, believe me.

People are working on it, but when you're dealing with "Living Power" it's rather hard to unwind.

Tin can. I guess that makes all of us a bunch of sardines.

Living Power? Care to explain?

You haven't met the Cybertronians yet, have you?

I'd love to explain. If I had any fucking clue beyond the fact that it's dangerous, and the Moira is the only vessel to have been known to be built where the living energy was harnessed on something mobile.

The Ingress machines use Living Energy to run, nobody knows if it is actually living. And some other things I'm not fucking sitting here and typing because it would take too fucking long.

The who-whats? Are you talking about a club that builds robots?

And okay then. Don't.

[ This guy sure does enjoy dropping the f-bomb a lot. ]

No I'm talking about actual robots. Only they're not robots; they're a sentient species who happen to be inorganic.

Believe me, you won't be able to miss them when you see them. They're quite large.

How large is large...?

Depends. The one I know well can transform into a boat capable of carrying several people. Another I've seen in action shifts into the size of a small automobile.

Often they have internal squabbles which result in parts of the ship getting busted up, and by parts I mean internal walls.

So they're big robots that can transform. God this entire day makes me wonder if I hit my head on the way in and the doctor who examined me missed it.

Oh great. They break down walls on a ship that's floating in space. Perfect. Not like we'll get sucked out like a vacuum and freeze in a matter of seconds.

[ Exactly what she wanted to hear. Not. Chloe needs a drink. ]

This thing come with a map? I need directions to get a drink.

Actually you're more likely to try to hold your breath, which will result in the gas in your lungs will expand due to the lack of ambient pressure. This expansion will eventually cause internal ruptures in your pulmonary tissue ...

[ Adrien, shut up. ]

In more useful news, utilize the map or MPS on your MID. It will route you through the ship. Unfortunately we no longer have a bar, it got destroyed a few months ago.

[ He starts to explain about Tony and J's project but then stops and erases it. He doesn't know this woman and as such is not going to trust her with that small ship non!secret. ]

Either you're a doctor, you've been around that long to know what goes down in space, or you've watched a lot of space movies and have a thing for NASA.

There's no bar? So how am I supposed to get a drink? How does anyone on this ship drink?

[ Her first statement is just ... heh!

So he'll focus on the second. ]

Unfortunately I'm the wrong person to ask; I don't drink. But if you ask the network at large, I promise you'll get some direction.

[ Pretty woman, asking about guns, handcuffs and booze.

...

Give him a moment, he's texting Tony. ]

Normally I don't drink either. I just feel like right now I could really use it.

[ Daughter missing. Seeing her partner/friend/who knows what he is get shot and bleed out. Get TELEPORTED into space on some random ship. This all calls for a shot or two. ]