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[bombshelled]

OK, listen up numbnuts. I have some important fucking wisdom to impart here, because apparently half of you are from the 14th fucking century or some shit and don't know how grocery stores work.

not everything at Foodland is food. bleach is not food. bleach is a cleaning supply. if you drink it, it will fucking kill you. don't be the asshole who died drinking bleach. I know the technicians want us to suffer and die or whatever, but that would be doing their work for them. DON'T DRINK BLEACH.

just in general, every product in Foodland should have some kind of label on it with the ingredients. read that first if you're not sure whether it's safe to eat or drink. if you don't know what an ingredient is, ask someone. don't just go putting shit in your mouth like whatever the fuck. use your fucking brain first.

Lana out.

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[r_o_s_i_e]

That's me! It's nice to meet you, officially.

[ She holds out a hand to shake as a friendly greeting. Now that she's closer, the non-humanity of her is a little more present. While she moves fluidly, there are still those blue rings in her eyes and a certain calculation to her gaze. ]

[bombshelled]

[ Hand shakes are a little formal for Lana's tastes, but whatever. Adults do be like that sometimes. She returns the shake, her hand warmer than normal, and looks Rosie over. Sure, there's something off about her. Her eyes are different. But Lana being Lana, she just assumes she's a mutant or something. World she comes from? They come in all kinds. ]

Chill to meet you, too. So, how do you want to get started?

[r_o_s_i_e]

[ A quick, cursory scan and R.O.S.I.E. has all the information she needs on Lana. Resident file made. ]

You can just hand me things and I can take pictures of them and store them in my memory and transfer that to the network, with your descriptions!

[bombshelled]

[ ....... ]

Sorry, what? Store them where? In your phone's memory?

[r_o_s_i_e]

Oh, no! I'm going to eventually transfer it over to the phones, of course, but- In my memory. I have quite a large storage space and a lot of it is unallocated now that I've been disconnected from Zenith's network.

[bombshelled]

[ ....... ]

[ Lana leans forward, staring closely at those light-ringed eyes. ]

Of course. You're a fucking... one of those synthezoids or something. A life model decoy. A robot.

[r_o_s_i_e]

[ If she's bothered by the closeness any, it doesn't show. Instead, the woman continues to smile politely. ]

The proper term on my planet is artificial intelligence or synthetic! But yes, that's correct. I'm a robot.

[bombshelled]

[ Lana pauses for a long moment. Then she rolls her eyes and takes a resolute sip of her coffee. ]

Yeah. Yeah, alright, fine. Because that might as well fucking happen.

Whatever. Let's just do this shit.

[r_o_s_i_e]

[ Hm. ]

Let's! Though do you mind... if I ask you why you seem to dislike synthetic individuals as we do?

[bombshelled]

[ Lana looks a little uncertain, and waves a dismissive hand. ]

It's not like I dislike artificial people. It's just... [ fucking weird. ] ...unexpected.