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What's your favorite part about living in the Nursery?

I'm in, as usual. {= )

RC 999, DIC
- Agent Supernumerary
- Agent Ilraen-Aroline-Fothergill

RC 1110, DMS
- Agent Derik
- Agent Gall Knutson

RC I don't know yet, probably DF
- Agent Caprice
- Agent Shimon

FicPsych
- Nurse Jennifer Robinson
-- Her son, Henry Robinson
- Nurse Mirrad
- Nurse Elms
- Nurse Castor Parwill
- Nurse Loquacious Immac
- Intern Alex Bjørnsen

~Neshomeh

Agents

• Agent Thoth of Floaters, Chaos Space Marine formerly of the XVth Legion, Designated Affably Evil Chaotic Teammate, Unwilling Puppet of Fate, The Serious One, Occasionally Deemed a "Giant Asexual Gay Man" as it Amuses Me.
• Agent Tom of Floaters, Former Laundry Computational Demonologist, The Normal One, Comic Relief in Residence (he's adopted the title and takes it very seriously), Devoted Gamer, Semi-Author Avatar.
• Agent Talia Ornix of DoSAT, Hacker with a Temper, Presently The Only Girl, Semi-Sane, Very Irritated About Having To Write Software That Runs on Literal Potatoes.
• Agent Dagger (not his real name), Dragonborn, Surly Embittered Electrical Engineer, Vague and Traumatic Past, Still Learning More About his Species Continuum of Origin, Enjoys Glaring At People.

scurries off to write a scandalous, questionably true article anyway

Ilraen and I are merely acquaintances at best, and our relationship is strictly professional. He has been teaching me about the different species that live in the PPC, nothing more. And I'll thank you to stay out of our personal lives!

Come on in, folks! These will be delivered to:

RC 42-Omega [DMS]:
- Venus 'VJ' Jones
- William Grey

RC 0^2 [DF]:
- "Lena Swift" AKA Hop
- Rosa 'Hip' Vale

Cafeteria:
- Chef Matt

DoSAT:
- Nicole "Gremlin" Montoya

Yes, the last two are yet-to-be-introduced, so... hey, now's yer chance!

We here at the Multiverse Monitor have heard rumors that you and Agent Ilraen from DIC are dating! Would you care to comment on those, on your relationship to him in general?

Currently taking questions for the Aviator, Zeb, Ix, Charlotte, Lorson, Dax, Farilan, Olivine, and Alex.

...When did I get so many agents? Geez.

I'm taking questions for:

• Agents Peregrin (Millenarian from the Anathem 'verse, is working on a theory of plotholes these days) and Taq (LoTR orc), DMS
• Agents Farah Tahar (hani from the Chanur 'verse, rather outgoing) and Kk'kttak (kif, also Chanur 'verse, has mellowed out on the chronic backstabbing his home culture is known for), DIC
• Technician Tomash, DoSAT
• Florian (firefighting robot turned revolutionary, from a RPG that never got off the ground), who may or may not be in DoGA depending on when you ask

Since it's been over a month from when this usually happens, I'm going ahead and starting it.

The format is as follows (plagiarized borrowed from previous posts):

Setup post

>BoarderName1's Agents' Mailbox

>>Question(s) for BN1's Agent1

>>>Answer(s) to the above

>>Question(s) for BN1's Agent2 and Agent3

>>>Answer(s) to the above

>>Another question for BN1's Agent1

>>>Answer to the above

>BoarderName2's Agents' Mailbox

>>Question(s) for BN2's Agent 2

And please, if someone requests you don't ask their characters specific questions, respect that.

Go nuts, everyone!

"And thanks." Farah continued, pulling out a chair to sit down in. "You look pretty good too."

"Same here," she said. "It was really nice to meet you! I'm going to have to ask Jacques why he never bothered introducing us--it's a real shame this didn't happen sooner."

((:D Quite true!))

"Pull up a chair," he said, and offered his hand. "Jacques Bonnefoy, ESAS, and may I say, you look lovely?"

She was carrying a rather fruity drink.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked.

Farah started walking towards one of the food tables at the leisurely pace.

"Thought you were here to meet folks too."

"Want to go grab some food?" she offered, hoping to change the subject. "I'm a bit hungry."

"Most people certainly don't. And 's nothing personal against you."

"Sorry." she said.

"That would be none of your business, Farah," he spat. "Believe me, I don't need your help digging up painful memories."

"Then again, maybe I just haven't met the sort of humans who'd be running station offices yet." she added. "But, uh, what happened back home, if you don't mind sharing?"

"And here I thought humanity was bad. The flowers are even worse... Still beats my home, though."

"I did run the radios back on the Ambition, though, so I know a little bit about engineering. Got pretty good at dealing with aliens, bureaucrats, and alien bureaucrats." Farah sighed. "It was good practice for here, turns out."

"And thus, it is my eternal destiny to deal with problems caused by the kind of dolts who live in a magical dreamworld where the laws of physics don't apply. Like my partner." He grimaced. "Programmers, the lot of them..."

"but here I am, and here you are."

"I'm think I'm going to be in one of the action departments, but I'm still in training, which apparently involves reading books and watching movies a bunch."

"What'd you study in college, Dagger?"