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(The feed flicks on facing a large tank, propped up on a desk. There's a slight shuffling; a hand appears on the side of it, and then Lucretia pops into view, peering through the glass. Those who already know her might be surprised by her altered appearance: she is noticeably older, and looks around fifty instead of her previous late twenties.)

Where did it go?

(She makes a face, then reaches out to her camera as if to end the feed: thankfully, what she had lost comes swimming into view at that exact moment in a blur of purple and electric blue, pressing against her cheek. It's a small jellyfish, hovering in the air. Lucretia chuckles, cupping her hand about it as she faces the camera.)

I thought I'd take a moment to introduce everybody to Junior. It's a voidfish– a kind of... (she pauses, gesturing vaguely with one hand as Junior curls a little tendril around her ear,) fish-esque alien, I suppose. From space? (It's complicated.)

It enjoys consuming memories, and specifically enjoys art, so I thought I would extend a request to the network for any kind of media they might like to share with it. Usually, giving it something to eat would erase whatever is given from the minds of everybody who has not drunk of its ichor, but I think the climate here doesn't agree with Junior's powers. Not according to some tests I've been doing; the memory loss is very temporary.

But I digress: it loves all things creative: paintings, music, poetry... So if you'd like your work to be judged by a fish, there's always that option available.

(She makes to turn the feed off, then pauses.) Oh, and if anybody knows where I could find an optometrist in this place, I'd be really grateful. My prescription has... changed some what.

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Oh, yeah. I think I'd go crazy if I had nothing to do with myself. [ He chuckles a bit. ] I'm a surveyor for the perimeter guard. What about yourself?

Magical researcher, at Gramarye. I suspect that even if I didn't officially have this job, I'd be doing an approximation of the work on my own time, though.

(She understands the need to have something to do.)

What's being a perimeter guard like? Do you know the area beyond the walls well?

Ah. I think Beverly mentioned you were knowledgable when it comes to magic. Admittedly, it's not something we're used to handling, back in our world.

[ Everything they've encountered so far can be explained with magic after all, in one way or another. Still, they're openminded enough to accept that magic might be all too real in other worlds— this one included. ]

I do. I've led a couple of missions a little farther away from the Quarantine, and I'm pretty familiar with the Delta and the waterfalls, the abandoned city and a good stretch of the pathways along the river, but I'm also used to the whole area closer to the wall by now. I spend most of my time there. Have you ever been out there?

Mmm. You do have very impressive technology, though. Beverly showed me her tricorder; I wish I could have one too. It must be so useful to have something like that close to hand.

(Oh, he knows it very well! Lucretia sits up straighter at her desk, clearly very interested in this subject.)

No, I haven't, but I've been meaning to for ages. (Not too long ago she was much younger and more inexperienced in magic and it's a terribly long story, really. To make it short: she wasn't able to go out by herself but now–) I've been thinking of following the river past the walls, I want to sketch out that way.

I've grown used to having one around at all times, admittedly. That and a phaser, although I try not to use that much. Bones has a small collection of scanners, tricorders and other medical instruments here, though, you should ask him to take a look sometime.

[ Technically speaking, they're not breaching any protocols and directives if they're only showing said instruments. Not that Jim thinks it really counts all that much, when stuck in an alternate universe or some faraway galaxy, but still. ]

You definitely should. It really isn't as scary as some people might make it sound. There are some pathways that are safer, spots with fewer wild animals, and by now we have a fair chunk of the area between the two walls mapped out in detail. And, of course, you won't be lacking in people willing to go out there with you— someone familiar with the terrain.

Bones, huh.

(Well, that might be the strangest name she's heard so far here but. Sure. She makes a note of it.)

You have maps? Are they available for public perusal? (If yes, she might copy them for her own records. Lucretia is used to having detailed notes on every planet she's ever visited, and it's been irritating her that she hasn't done the same for the Quarantine just yet. Granted, this place is an anomaly, but still.)

Yes, I've actually spoken to a couple people about heading out together, so hopefully we can get ourselves organised soon.

That's what I call him, anyway. His name's Leonard McCoy, and he's Beverly's coworker at the hospital. Easy enough to run into him there— and don't let his scowl scare you off, I promise he doesn't bite.

[ And really, his glares and frowns are more often than not reserved to Jim when he's going on about one of his more... unorthodox ideas. (Or completely mad, as Bones would likely call them.) ]

Absolutely. Just come by the guard and you can take a look at them, as well as a few of the mission logs, a bestiary, and so on. Plenty of information there for you to go through. [ She'll have a field day. ]

I hope you get things rolling soon. Do remember me if you find anything interesting out there. Or, if your plans fall through, I'm always up for a hike sometime.

Oh, okay. (She makes a note of this too and rips it carefully out of her book; Junior, hearing the telltale tearing of paper immediately comes over and Lucretia has to quickly put the scrap in her pocket.)

No– no no, not that one. Here. (She draws something for it to have instead, distracting it with a doodle of a duck which, thankfully, it accepts.) That sounds fantastic, Jim, thank you so much. I'll be along as soon as I have the time.

(She really will. She's been looking to get her hands on a bestiary since she got here; maybe the Voidfish will be in it. If not, perhaps they won't mind her adding onto it.)

Hey, thanks. I've got your network username; I'll message you later?

[ He chuckles a bit when Junior tries to eat the paper with Bones's name on it. Curious thing, the voidfish. ]

Great, I'll be waiting. And yeah, feel free to hit me up whenever you've got the time. [ He smiles, tipping his head in a nod. ] Take care, Lucretia. Look forward to meeting you.

(She nods in return as the voidfish settles onto her shoulder, giving him a little wave good-bye.)

Will do! I'll be in touch, Jim. Have a good rest of your day.

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