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[luckyescape]

[Maybe Freya is bored and testing strange things at her new job with Prometheus... and who says a mechanical engineer can't have hobbies outside of her field and use work resources to test said hobbies.]

Interesting Fact:

Dry air is primarily made up of nitrogen (78.09%) and oxygen (20.95%). The remaining 1% is made up of argon (0.93%), carbon dioxide (0.039% ) and other trace gases (0.003%). Water vapor (water in its gaseous state) is also present in the atmosphere in varying amounts, by up to 2%.

This is my Earth as of 2010.

So here is my question; What is the air in quarantine made of?

[About ten minutes later another text goes out.]

Maybe someone, not me, should try and figure this out. On the plus side, I found out that exploding things at my new job is not grounds for being fired! I also started a new project that I have named Prometheus.

He will be a robot that helps clean up the streets with a cute friendly tune. You'll see prototypes on the streets in about a month. If you see him, please fill out one of the surveys that are on his back and insert them into his mouth. If you hurt him, I will find you.

He's going to be like Wall-e so if you hurt him I consider you a monster of epic douche-baggery.

Comments

[sentiences]

A Shaper?

[luckyescape]

Yeah. The Shapers were the ones who created my race.

[sentiences]

So they were your creators.

But you're not mechanical, correct?

[luckyescape]

[Freya smiles at her phone.]

I'm not but we're all created from someone. Mechanical or not. I don't think it really maters where we come from but what we make of the lives we're given. There are a lot of species out there, robot and not robot.

[sentiences]

[ From the way she spoke of it, Dorian assumed that she had met her "creator". A theological belief. He's passingly familiar, though he still struggles to put those on his own terms. Where he comes from matters. It affects every part of his life . . . and gives him questions he's not sure he wants to answer. ]

Certainly.

But in my case, I think it matters.

[luckyescape]

Oh? Can you tell me or is it a secret?

If you'd like we can meet up in person and talk about it.

[sentiences]

It's not a secret. I just think what I am and what I do matters. At the very least, I could try giving robots a good name.

[ They could use one. ]

But I'm fine with meeting up if you want to talk.

[luckyescape]

I think it matters too.

Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. I sometimes get excited and don't proof read things I type. I'd love to learn about your world though and your creation.

Can you eat?

[sentiences]

You didn't. Besides, that's how conversation thrives.

[ It's how he learns. It's how he's lucky to learn. ]

I can't. I don't need to. But I'm well versed at being a dinner companion.

[ Thanks John. ]

[luckyescape]

Awesome because I eat a lot and I never learned to share.

Let me know what day and time works for you. Everything here is so flexible that if you ask me I will pick a very outlandish time like 3 am. Just to see if we can find a waffle house that's open 24 hours.

[sentiences]

Anything works. It's not as though I require sleep either.

[luckyescape]

I require very little sleep.

It's why I often run out of things to do.

[sentiences]

I've never heard of that problem before.

[luckyescape]

Yeah, I'm full of problems that aren't usually problems.

I think of it as a talent.

[sentiences]

An interesting definition of a talent, at least.

[luckyescape]

I think anything can be a talent.

[sentiences]

Of course. Skills can cover any amount of ground.

[luckyescape]

Pretty much :)

Anyway, let me know when you're free. I am usually free but I need to get Prometheus started so I'll be free in three hours and then into the foreseeable future.

[sentiences]

I will.

[luckyescape]

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