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» WHO? Alex Kamal and You~
» WHEN? After Mike's Meeting up until the August mod plot
» WHERE? All over
» WHAT? Alex just got canon updated and came back to find a lot of shit
» WARNINGS? existential crisis

one. finding his vac suit. open.

It was just routine, by now, for him to go down to the airlock and check over the vac suits - make sure none of them were leaking and that they were all ready to go in case of an emergency. So he was mostly running on autopilot, as he headed down there, but as he walked past the airlock door he caught sight of something through the view port. He stopped dead, before quickly hitting the access panel, the door sliding open.

Inside waited a suit - specifically, a Martian vac suit. He felt like he was seeing things, as he walked up to it. It wasn't just any vac suit, though. It had all the scuffs and scratches and marks as his suit, from the Roci. He touched it carefully, then turned to look at whoever had stopped to see his surprise, and said, "I ain't sure I should be askin' any questions, but damn. This is mine. Have they had this the whole time?

two. finding the rest of his gear. semi-closed to roci crew / close cr.

He didn't want to leave the vac suit in the airlock - wanted to get Amos to take a fine toothed comb over the thing - so he carried it back to the shared quarters. He set it up in a corner, fussing a little bit, when he spotted something in the bathroom.

"What the --"

He found the little tray of cucumber sandwiches, and pulled them back out into the main room. "What the hell am I even lookin' at?"

A little while later, with a surprised sound, he found his clothes folded up, and changed into his Tachi jumpsuit and shirt, immediately feeling more comfortable once both of them were on. There was another shirt, too, which seemed more like Bobbie's size than his, and an extra communicator in his pocket. Whenever either of them wandered into the room, he'd hold out the item and say, "Think this one is better off with you."

Later, he'd find the bottle of gin in his toilet, and almost laugh as he pulled it out. He knew exactly where that was going. He pulled out his communicator and pinged Miller with the message: Got somethin' for you, gumshoe.

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[ OOC: Ask me for a prompt, or feel free to see Alex wandering around in his new digs, or in his suit about to take a test trip out the airlock. He disappeared for 48 hours before this, so feel free to ask where the hell he's been. ]

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Alex appeared a few minutes later, looking a little flustered but otherwise fine, and grabbed himself a coffee before sitting down across the table from Holden.

"Hey, Boss. Meant to grab you earlier but didn't want to miss the meetin'. You alright?"

Holden looks up when Alex arrives and he doesn’t bother with trying to mask his pensive expression. Alex would likely see through it anyway so it didn’t matter all that much in the end Even if Holden would rather Alex didn’t know how unsettled he still was. Or how worried he’d been over the pilot’s disappearance for that matter.

He waves a hand off dismissively at the question and takes a drink of his coffee. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

"I'm fine, hoss." It wasn't dismissive. It was earnest, and reassuring, and he leaned in a little.

"I-- I've got a hell of a story, for ya, but I'm fine. Just wish I could tell you the hows and the whys of it. But uh - I remember six months more than I did a few days ago. Well a few days for you - it's felt like half a year, to me--"

Holden smiles briefly and he sets his cup of coffee down as Alex leans in and he knows he's probably about to get another earful of information that would be difficult to digest on a good day. He's not sure if this is a good day or a bad day yet either. But it's better than when he hadn't been sure where Alex was or how to go about figuring that all out.

"Thinking this place doesn't allow us to have very many hows or whys," Holden says and there's not quite resignation completely but an acceptance for the moment -- there are more pressing matters that they have to deal with. "You disappear a few days and show back up remembering more than you did before?" maybe he's looking a little bit doubtful -- maybe this place is playing a trick on Alex's mind or his mind.

"Not disappear, exactly. Far as I understand it, I was in one of the pods down in the Med Bay the whole time." Trust me, he knows how weird that sounds, he's trying not to think about it too hard.

"But it ain't - It wasn't a dream, boss. Felt as real as anythin, and I've got the scars to prove it. So maybe we - hell, I don't know, link back up to our old lives somehow. Or just get to remember new things..." He was getting more uncomfortable as he went, trying to reconcile his new memories with the fact that he didn't actually go anywhere.

Holden frowns and he's not sure he sees that as much of a difference in all reality or whatever reality is anymore. Alex had been gone and Holden hadn't been able to locate him. Where he'd been is almost inconsequential except...

There's plenty of consequences to what he's being told now. Holden doesn't doubt Alex but he doubts his own sanity, this place as if it's trying to play with their minds and leave them feeling unstable and off-kilter in some way. It certainly works at least on Holden. He's still not convinced that he hasn't been infected by the Protomolocule somehow.

"Nothing new that will help us out here, though, right?"

Alex fidgets a little, wetting his lips.

"Actually, boss, there's one thing. Though I - hell, I don't know if we'll ever find it, but -" He hesitated. He knew he was going to sound crazy, if Holden hadn't seen it. Hell, Holden hadn't even seen the ring.

He cleared his throat.

"There might be a way to get home. The uh - the protoshit? It made a gateway. A doorway. Something. Hell if I know what. And we - we opened more of them." He met Holden's eyes with an apologetic look. Sorry, hoss, he knew he sounded mad. "The protomolecule - whatever it is - has doors and links throughout - well, hell, I don't know. Ten thousand systems. If we can find a Ring, we might bee able to get back home."

Holden looks surprised when Alex counters him. Because honestly, he had come to not expect good news at all and to counter such a point does make it seem like the possibility of good news is there and Holden needs it a bit more than he lets on. He's fatigued at fighting the uphill battle, a battle he's not sure there's a point to really or if it's all a bit... pointless. Then again, he's far too stubborn to not try regardless.

The confusion spreads over his face as Alex starts to explain the way that he might be able to make progress in getting out of this godforsaken station.

"What?" Holden says, and he sets his coffee down. It's not that he needs Alex to repeat or further explain at least just yet. He exhales heavily as he leans back.

"How would we go about finding one?"

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nope! Totally fine

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