Farah

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. Her home is.

[polar-navigator]

She still looks kind of big? I don’t know much about plant though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You quite evidently don't know shit about plants. Disappointingly.

[polar-navigator]

That’s why it’s your job and not mine! Did you name her?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No.. Why do you ask?

[polar-navigator]

It would be cool. Maybe uhhh… Sunny?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

That is incredibly uncreative. What do you want me to do for you?

[polar-navigator]

I don’t know. Just wanted to check in on morale and stuff because of the whole… bodies being found thing.

…thought it was over

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I really don’t care about that.

[polar-navigator]

Alright. I’m not like… a therapist or anything but check in with me if anything’s going on and I’ll see if I can get anything from MIRA.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I don’t need anything? This does not disrupt my workflow whatsoever. I am fine.

[polar-navigator]

Alright. Well uh… unless you have any interesting information I guess I’ll get going?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. Her home is.

[polar-navigator]

She still looks kind of big? I don’t know much about plant though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You quite evidently don't know shit about plants. Disappointingly.

[polar-navigator]

That’s why it’s your job and not mine! Did you name her?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No.. Why do you ask?

[polar-navigator]

It would be cool. Maybe uhhh… Sunny?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

That is incredibly uncreative. What do you want me to do for you?

[polar-navigator]

I don’t know. Just wanted to check in on morale and stuff because of the whole… bodies being found thing.

…thought it was over

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I really don’t care about that.

[polar-navigator]

Alright. I’m not like… a therapist or anything but check in with me if anything’s going on and I’ll see if I can get anything from MIRA.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. Her home is.

[polar-navigator]

She still looks kind of big? I don’t know much about plant though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You quite evidently don't know shit about plants. Disappointingly.

[polar-navigator]

That’s why it’s your job and not mine! Did you name her?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No.. Why do you ask?

[polar-navigator]

It would be cool. Maybe uhhh… Sunny?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

That is incredibly uncreative. What do you want me to do for you?

[polar-navigator]

I don’t know. Just wanted to check in on morale and stuff because of the whole… bodies being found thing.

…thought it was over

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. Her home is.

[polar-navigator]

She still looks kind of big? I don’t know much about plant though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You quite evidently don't know shit about plants. Disappointingly.

[polar-navigator]

That’s why it’s your job and not mine! Did you name her?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No.. Why do you ask?

[polar-navigator]

It would be cool. Maybe uhhh… Sunny?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. Her home is.

[polar-navigator]

She still looks kind of big? I don’t know much about plant though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You quite evidently don't know shit about plants. Disappointingly.

[polar-navigator]

That’s why it’s your job and not mine! Did you name her?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. Her home is.

[polar-navigator]

She still looks kind of big? I don’t know much about plant though.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Hello!

@polar-navigator

What do you need?

*It is clutching a disproportionately large pot with a young sundew growing inside.*

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Wow, your plant is big.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The warm blood and meat encased in a sack of sickeningly soft, somewhat damp leather supported by pillars of calcium within is what I find repulsive.

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. Okay. And your body needs medications because you’re visibly in pain.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You are one of the stressors contributing to my suffering, which means you should fuck off.

[polar-navigator]

*She left, but returned just as quickly with a pill bottle and a hot waterbottle*

Alright, fine. Just take these first.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’m not accepting drugs from the likes of you.

[polar-navigator]

It’s an unopened bottle of Tums. The seal is still intact.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Could still be tampered with.

[polar-navigator]

Unless contamination happened in the factory, you’re good.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I don’t trust you.

[polar-navigator]

Just- hbasbandja. Take it!!! Please!!! My god!!

*She shoved them into its arms and left briskly, head in hands*

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’ll just throw these out.

[polar-navigator]

DON’T WASTE OUR SUPPLIES PLEASE, JUST PUT THEM AWAY INSTEAD-

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The warm blood and meat encased in a sack of sickeningly soft, somewhat damp leather supported by pillars of calcium within is what I find repulsive.

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. Okay. And your body needs medications because you’re visibly in pain.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You are one of the stressors contributing to my suffering, which means you should fuck off.

[polar-navigator]

*She left, but returned just as quickly with a pill bottle and a hot waterbottle*

Alright, fine. Just take these first.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’m not accepting drugs from the likes of you.

[polar-navigator]

It’s an unopened bottle of Tums. The seal is still intact.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Could still be tampered with.

[polar-navigator]

Unless contamination happened in the factory, you’re good.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I don’t trust you.

[polar-navigator]

Just- hbasbandja. Take it!!! Please!!! My god!!

*She shoved them into its arms and left briskly, head in hands*

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The warm blood and meat encased in a sack of sickeningly soft, somewhat damp leather supported by pillars of calcium within is what I find repulsive.

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. Okay. And your body needs medications because you’re visibly in pain.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You are one of the stressors contributing to my suffering, which means you should fuck off.

[polar-navigator]

*She left, but returned just as quickly with a pill bottle and a hot waterbottle*

Alright, fine. Just take these first.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’m not accepting drugs from the likes of you.

[polar-navigator]

It’s an unopened bottle of Tums. The seal is still intact.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Could still be tampered with.

[polar-navigator]

Unless contamination happened in the factory, you’re good.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The warm blood and meat encased in a sack of sickeningly soft, somewhat damp leather supported by pillars of calcium within is what I find repulsive.

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. Okay. And your body needs medications because you’re visibly in pain.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You are one of the stressors contributing to my suffering, which means you should fuck off.

[polar-navigator]

*She left, but returned just as quickly with a pill bottle and a hot waterbottle*

Alright, fine. Just take these first.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

I’m not accepting drugs from the likes of you.

[polar-navigator]

It’s an unopened bottle of Tums. The seal is still intact.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The warm blood and meat encased in a sack of sickeningly soft, somewhat damp leather supported by pillars of calcium within is what I find repulsive.

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. Okay. And your body needs medications because you’re visibly in pain.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

You are one of the stressors contributing to my suffering, which means you should fuck off.

[polar-navigator]

*She left, but returned just as quickly with a pill bottle and a hot waterbottle*

Alright, fine. Just take these first.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

The warm blood and meat encased in a sack of sickeningly soft, somewhat damp leather supported by pillars of calcium within is what I find repulsive.

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. Okay. And your body needs medications because you’re visibly in pain.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

It is MY issue. You have no business shoving your grimy, fleshy hands into my troubles.

[polar-navigator]

…you’re the one with dirt on your gloves. No shame by the way, but the comparison is a bit unfair.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[conifer-the-crewmate]

No. I’m not weak. I can handle a bit of heartburn.

[polar-navigator]

If you’re actually admitting something is wrong, then its an issue.

[conifer-the-crewmate]

Oh great heavens. I fear I have gained some sort of food poisoning. Ow.

[polar-navigator]

Oh! Need me to get anything from medbay for you?

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

Hey! Want me to paint your nails?

@polar-navigator

Uhhhh

Sure?!

[polar-navigator]

Great! I have a few colours- which one do you want?

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

uhh

Black I guess!

[polar-navigator]

Sick, okay.

Let me get some paper towels down, you get comfortable.

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

*she sits down kicking his feet a little waiting for Farah to get everything ready but can't help but think*

Why do I feel so happy about this.. it's just some nail polish? It feels different from just love for my friend..

Probably Best not to worry to much

[polar-navigator]

Alright! All ready, could you put your hands down there? Hope you don’t mind if there’s some getting on your fingers, my hands are a bit shaky. I’ll try my best to clean it up though.

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

*he rests his hands down in the spot*

It's alright if it gets on my fingers i can clean it up later don't worry about it!

[polar-navigator]

I also have nail polish remover.

*she started painting his nails, humming quietly*

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

*he stairs at her painting his nails felling a strange feeling that's he's never felt before. It's similar to joy but not quite happynes*

is this what confer feels like when around plants *he thinks*

[polar-navigator]

You like it?

*She leaned back to inspect her work, giving it a divisive nod*

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

uh

Yeah! I like them a lot!

[polar-navigator]

Awesome! Wanna talk about anything while they dry? Like… what do you do?

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

i mostly just fix any issues I see with the base or mess around with the robots when not helping anybody else with their tasks

[polar-navigator]

Mhm. You miss anyone back at home?

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

home.?

Eh not really..

Never had anyone to call a parent. My siblings were nice enough. I love them don't get me wrong but. They were a lot

Oh my sister is actually an astronaut too! I don't remember what ship she was on but we were in training together! Her spacesuit was green.

What about you? You miss anybody?

[polar-navigator]

My omm. She wasn’t really sure about me leaving the planet and stuff but told me to go anyway.

[when-the-crewmate-is-stupid]

well at least she was supportive in the end!

[polar-navigator]

Always was, even though she didn’t get why I loved space and maps so much.

…I do at least. I blame all the sci-fi stories I watched and read as a kid.