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"You people need to have a better stomach... That isn't even internal organs or anything that's spraying out and about! This could be way messier then it is, and honestly I'd probably still be curious or whatever if this was an actual person... But it isn't... This is a robot," Zarina said simply, looking the jaw over, twirling it a bit in her hands. She just shrugged in response to what Raynor said towards her as she set the jaw down on the ground by her, and really started looking over the robot, trying to push away some of the green goo that covered her hands, and her arms really at this point.

Examining the robot, she saw that the entire skeleton appeared to be made of metal, adding to the assumption that this probably was just a robot and not what others were saying regarding zombies. She tilted the head of the thing backwards so that she could look more into the skull from where she had ripped the jaw off. Glancing up to look at the others, she decided to just be blunt about it. "Definitely going with her just being a robot, though some of this stuff is a bit weird... Her skeleton is completely metal yeah, but her brain seems almost like a mixture of some of the material in a standard human and that green hydraulic fluid... Oh, and the skin feels really weird, it actually feels like the skin of a human, but it doesn't have the same elasticity to it..." with those last words, she settled the robot's head back on the ground, picked up the jaw she had ripped off, and stood up again, looking in the direction everyone was heading. "What's going on over there?"

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As Zarina continued to poke and prod the woman - or, apparently, robot - in her invasive investigation, Cal began to slowly inch towards her. She was still filled with horror, her eyebrows furrowed, her lips parted and in a small frown, and her heart hammering away inside her chest. As she moved, she did her best to keep her gaze away from the green, gooey humanoid figure on the ground. But as she finally arrived behind Zarina, she shot a glance down at the scene and immediately regretted it. Emerald sludge everywhere; on the girl's hands, all over the robot's body, on the ground around them both. Cal felt herself gag once again, but luckily she was distracted by Tessa's words.

"Bloody brilliant idea, mate," she exclaimed, quickly walking over to the machine, pushing in front of Tessa once she was done. Her fingers, visibly shaking, glided across the touch screen. As she made her way to her destination, the alcohol section, she paused, instead clicking for a moment on the medicinal drugs section. She looked at it for a moment, gazing at all the different kinds, a number of which she recognized. She wasn't sure exactly what brought her to this section, but her distinct lack of a desire to take any of the drugs relieved her. It didn't appear as though she was an addict, so that meant a point for the part of her arguing that she was a pharmacist. It wasn't enough to calm her, however. For that, she'd need alcohol.

She backed out of the drug section, proceeding to the alcohol section. Once there, she tapped the first drink she saw, absinthe. Once it was dispensed, she pulled it out, readying herself to slam it back. But before she could, she looked inside, and the green liquid inside brought the image of the green blood back to the front of her mind, and queasiness back into her stomach. She shook her head, reaching over to put it on the table. She couldn't bring herself to drink it. So instead, she tapped on the next icon, bourbon. As soon as it plopped out, she chugged it down, the tingling warmth spreading throughout her chest, soothing her beating heart. She let out a sigh. It wasn't long after that that Kyle came in, suggesting they follow him. Many did, but Cal didn't, not at first. As others left the room, she dispensed another cup of bourbon, downing the bitter drink as quickly as she had the first. She dropped both cups to the floor, looking back over at Zarina, who'd just asked a question.

"Dunno, but it defo cannot be more horrifying than Barbie Terminator here," she said, gesturing towards the metal woman, before finally beginning towards the exit, grabbing up Vincent the Pill Bottle as she passed. She remembered Terminator being a movie about a robot, though that was all; she didn't remember what it was about, or who was in it. She steered clear of Zarina and her android lady. She'd need more than a couple of drinks to want to get close to that grizzly scene. As she passed them, though, Cal caught a glance of the jaw in Zarina's hand. Her face contorted into a disgusted expression. "You're not actually keeping that, are you? It's a jaw. What do you plan on doin' with a jaw?" she asked, though it seemed to be rhetorical, as she exited the room immediately after asking, following after the others.

Time: +1:45
Location: Galley & Atrium

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Before them, where Kyle pointed up at, there was a giant heavily reinforced window. It revealed to those who had followed Kyle not just any sky, but one looking down on a planet.
"I don't recognize it. That isn't Earth." Kyle said, his voice was tight.

Noah was biting his lip looking around the room and window structure. He looked back down the hall, thinking.

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In the galley, a small square white bot came out of a hole that appeared in the wall near the floor. It went over to the vomit and sprayed water on it and then did a few passes until the vomit was gone. It then repeated the process with the cups of bourbon that Cal had dropped. The small robot then started toward the robot's body and started trying to clean up the green fluid that was all over the ground.

"I think Kyle found something interesting down the hall passed our bedrooms. He looked like he was tracking where she came from." Gordon said to Zarina, he held his cup of coffee tightly. He was glancing occasionally at the body on the ground. He did give Cal a disapproving stare when she went for the second drink. He didn't blame her for the first, but was the second really necessary? "I don't think we are in a T.V. show. Want to see what they found?" He stood up, still holding the cup of coffee, and watched the small white robot try to clean up the mess around Zarina and the body. "Maybe there are clues as to what's going on. I think most everyone missed your assessment of the, I suppose android is a more appropriate term."

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Luke, having kept his eyes from the body very carefully made his way from the Galley after the others to the Atrium. He had seen the woman and knew that she was oozing green fluid rather than red blood, but there was something that still set him on edge about the look of it. It was too real. If this was some T.V. show they could go to hell. There was no way he signed up for this.

Walking back down the hall Luke made note that each room had the plaque with a number in front of it. There were twelve rooms, but there had only been eleven of them at the meal. He guessed that the dead girl should have been in the twelfth room, supposedly the room that no one else in the group belonged to.

His eye caught a couple of green droplets on the ground. That must have been what Kyle had followed from the Galley. Luke wondered why Kyle had even thought to do that. He wouldn't have. Maybe if he had noticed it, but certainly not as a first idea. So who what Kyle? Who were the rest of the people? Who was the dead girl even?

He stepped into the Atrium and looked at where Kyle was pointing. He let out a low whistle. Luke looked at the blanket that Sophia had picked up. "Which room was she in? Maybe there is a clue in there?" He knew he couldn't be the only one thinking that the dead robot girl might not be the only one who was a robot. Luke also knew he was only assuming that the girl had been in a room. The blanket and clothing matched his own, so it was likely.

"Wait, Sophia, you said space robot zombie. Before we saw this. How did you know?" Manny turned to ask Sophia. Luke had tensed, half expecting the man to ask everyone to cut open their hands and prove they bled red. Some of that tension released when Manny instead questioned Sophia. It was a good question.

"What do you mean space? How do you even know that is real?" Tessa asked, she was started running toward the window but paused for a moment as she passed one of the redwood trees. She reached out and touched the trunk. Luke was certain for a second that he thought she was crying, but she turned from the tree and continued forward to the window where she put her hand on it. "It is cool, uh, to the touch I mean."

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Had she not been in a complete oh-my-god-robot-zombies-are-here-and-going-to-eat-us panic, Vinnie probably would've been able to appreciate Sophia trying to calm her down. Instead as Sophia put a comforting hand on her, all Vinnie could think about was what if Sophia was also one of these gross green zombies? Would the ginger explode and cover her in her gooey guts? Would some of it go into her mouth? Her stomach threatened to upchuck at that very thought. She couldn't imagine the goop tasted like green apple candy - probably more like dirt slug rot semen surprise.

Vinnie swallowed thickly, before looking in the direction Kyle pointed. Her eyes widened and she completely forgot how horrified and disgusted and queasy she was feeling. "Holy shit..." she said again, this time filled more with awe and astonishment. "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto." The planet they were looking at looked more like the moon than the Earth, but the coloring was all wrong. She didn't see anything that looked like the massive oceans that spanned the globe and it wasn't grey enough to be the moon. "Wait, you said space! You're probably one of them... whoever them is!" Vinnie yelped, before running away from Sophia and hiding behind Kyle.

A flash of panic and fear crossed Raynor's face, before he managed to get his expression under control again. "There's an easy way to figure out who is one of them... They bleed green. I'm assuming we bleed red. So how about we find a utensil from the food court area and see about ruling out any further surprises?" he suggested, though his gaze was fixed firmly on the planet, rather than the others.

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Sophia looked out of the window seeing literal space before them and what looked like a planet as well, she set the blanket down onto the ground. She couldn't recognize the planet below them either which was really unsettling to her, before looking over towards Manny who addressed her about the robot being a space robot zombie. The only thing she could think of were scifi movies usually robots were associated with space movies. "Uhm space, or scifi movies in general they tend to have robots in them?" Sophia said looking at them all, she didn't like the way that they all were looking at her.

Vinnie of course started to freak out, calling her a robot as well letting out a slight sigh she didn't even know who she was so why would she even know that she was even a robot in the first place. "Hey if I was like that robot girl in the galley i'd probably would know what I was or something then. I don't even know who the hell I am in the first place to." Sophia said as she shook her head a little bit and looked at Raynor when he made his suggestion. "I'll be the first volunteer then if it makes you all happy?" She said.

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"It seems like it. How rude, ask questions about something and then completely ignore the answer," she responded to Gordon before looking over at Cal, a bit annoyed that she had asked about her keeping the jaw from the robot with her. "You have no idea how useful robotic parts can be! I can't take the whole head with me or anything like that, seriously. Use your brain if you have one!" she retaliated towards her, before another idea crossed her mind and she switched her attention back towards the robot's head. Setting the jaw down for a split second, she took her hand and reached towards the robot's right eye, before she carefully used her fingers to pry the eyeball out of it's socket. Having also stopped caring about whether or not she got dirty or anything. Picking the jaw back up as well, she stood up from the ground and looked at the eyeball in her hand. "Come along Mr. Eyeball, let's see what trouble everyone else is getting into shall we?" she said to the eye, not expecting a response or anything as she left the room to see what everyone else was looking at.

"What's going on out here?" she asked, walking over and glancing up at the window, her eyes growing wide as she glanced up towards the window. "Whoa... That's cool," she muttered, almost holding up the eyeball so that if it actually was a living thing that could see, it would be looking out the window too. "What do you think about it Mr. Jaws? We definitely aren't where we're supposed to be I don't think," Zarina spoke turning to look at the robotic jaw that was in her other hand.

When she heard Raynor suggest cutting people or whatever to determine if they were a robot or not, she instantly waved the hand with the jaw in it around. "Oooooh you can cut me open! I want to know how the non-robotic body works anyway!" she said instantly, before lowering her hands and looking once more at the robotic parts in her hands. "Though I think I should probably see about getting Mr. Eyeball and Mr. Jaws cleaned at some point, since the green hydraulic fluid is everywhere!"

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By the time Cal had gotten to the room everyone seemed to be headed towards, her heart had, for the most part, stopped racing, slowing to a steady beat. Once she was in, she immediately noticed two things: the obviously tense mood that hung in the air between its inhabitants, and the blanket of darkness outside. The second one got her attention first, as her gaze turned to look out the massive windows. Outside was almost pure black, with the exception of numerous tiny, twinkling lights far in the distance. There was also an orb floating out there, which Cal immediately labeled as the moon. "Would ya look at that. It's nighttime. Kinda makes you feel silly for eating breakfast, doesn't it?" she said, letting out a hearty chuckle. As she stared at it, though, her small smile that had been put in place by her little laugh slowly faded, turning upside down into a frown. "Wait a minute...that's not the moon, is it?" she mumbled. She was surprised how calm she stayed despite the realization. She'd assumed from her experience in the Galley that she was quick to freak out, but it would appear that seeing robot people die was her breaking point, as she took this new development rather well.

When she dropped her head back down to look at the others, she saw that Vinnie stood cowering behind Kyle, and all of their attention seemed to be on Sophia. It took a moment for Cal to process what was happening, but when she had, she took a step forward, her attention first on Vinnie. Her freaking out seemed, to Cal, like the epicenter of the negativity that filled the room, so she did her best to calm the girl. She raised her hands up in front of her, as though she were calming some sort of horse. "Woah there Vinnie, why don't we just calm down a little bit. I get that there's a lot happening, and a lot to take in, but freaking out isn't going to help anyone. You can be as scared as you want, but the world - or, space hotel, I guess - isn't gonna change because of you're afraid. So instead, let's just...take a deep breath," her voice was calm and melodious, and, as if to demonstrate for Vinnie how to do so, she inhaled through her nostrils. As did so, she was pleasantly surprised by the aromas of the room. It smelt like a real forest. "The air smells so nice in here...let's just breathe it in, and breathe it out." She did it herself for a few moments, savoring the pleasant air, before turning to the others in the room.

"Now then, is cutting her up really the best course of action here? I mean, the only thing we've seen a robot thing do is walk into a room and die. So all the evidence we've got points to them not only being harmless, but also being kind of shittily made. So let's not be too quick rip out each other's throats," she said, before raising an eyebrow. It looked like she had the ability to stay calm under stressful situations, as long as a dead robot wasn't involved. How nifty! Her gaze finally shifted to Zarina, and twisted up in disgust. "Oh, you've got to be shitting me. You took an eye too? Jesus fuck, kid...And no, we're not giving you an autopsy. I'm not even sure if any of us are qualified for that."

Time: +2 hrs
Location: Galley & Atrium

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If it was possible for robots to be upset this little mop Roomba was. It continued to clean around the android's body.

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"I don't think they meant it to be rude." Gordon said as they walked from the Galley to the Atrium. "So much as they got very excited about what Kyle found. Much like you were excited about that robot." When he stepped into the room his eyes got big and he looked up at the planet in their view. "I see why they got excited."

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Tessa jogged back rejoining the others near the doors as Ryanor suggested they all cut themselves to prove they were not space androids. Tessa blinked then shrugged. She was fine with it. Interestingly the guy, Luke, looked upset at the prospect. Sophia was offering to go first, which was probably a good idea. Everyone was nervous about her because of what she said before they had known they were in space. Zarina seemed super excited about being cut open. That was even weirder.

Cal seemed to be taking control of trying to calm Vinnie. "It is the quickest way to discover if one, or all of us, are robots like the one in the Galley. No one is getting dissected, except maybe the one who is already dead." Manny argued with Cal. "Raynor has a point. We have to know, and this is the easiest way to find out."

"Uh," Luke started. "I think. I don't know if I can." Tessa watched him, and thought for a moment he looked like he was going to pass out.

"Dude, are you okay?" Tessa asked him. He just shook his head.

"I don't know why, but the idea of cutting myself open, even a small nick, is making me really freaked out. I'm worried I'll bleed out." Tessa frowned the guy had to be exaggerating right? A small cut wouldn't cause him to bleed out.

"Are you Hemophiliac?" Manny asked. Luke looked at Manny for a moment. Tessa could almost see the gears turning in his head before he finally nodded. She knew the term and knew that some royalty had hemophilia cause they had been keeping the family tree from branching out too much. Did that mean Luke had royal blood? Or had there just been a few too many inbreeders in his family? Right now there was no way to find out. Luke wouldn't know.

"Yeah. I think that's what it is. My first thought when I woke up was that I was in a hospital for a blood transfusion. And when I dig in my memory I can see that. As if it happened a lot."

"Well look at the bright side if you are a space Android you probably aren't a hemophiliac anymore." Manny said with a shrug.

"I'm fine with giving myself a nick to prove I bleed red." There was something about that sentence that felt familiar and she didn't know why. Tessa was comfortable with a small cut though. There was no reason to be doing any autopsy, well except for the dead robot in the other room.

"Zarina mentioned, when you all abandoned her, that there was something about the skin that was different. Not sure I understand it, but maybe that is an option instead of cutting yourself Luke." Gordon offered. Tessa winced at the jab. They had asked her questions and then just left, she mouthed sorry at Zarina. She would have to make it up to the kid later. Luke seemed to be latching onto the idea that he might not have to cut himself.

"I think I can keep him from bleeding out if it comes down to it." Manny said. "Tessa there were a lot of non-food items in the machine, right? I wonder if there is maybe gauze and stuff too. I'll be right back." He left the room heading back down the hall to the Galley. Tessa wondered something, there had been no doors in the Galley, and no apparent ones here in the Atrium. Her room had been super basic and she assumed everyone else's was too.

"This appears to be a very small ship. Or we have been restricted access to more of it."

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Sophia turned her attention towards Zarina who came into the room carrying yet another robot body part this time it was the robot's eye, she cringed a little bit seeing it. She wasn't even sure if she was a robot herself either right now, she took a moment and looked out into space once more. Everyone was fine with her volunteering to cut herself just a little bit to prove that she wasn't a robot either, Zarina was instantly on bored with letting her be cut open which was really weird. "We just need a small nick or cut, no diesecting everyone to see if they are a robot or not." Sophia said while looking at the robotic eye again.

"So, does anyone have something sharp on them?" Sophia asked looking at Luke who looked like he was freaking out just a little bit over just a small bit of blood. She just really wanted to get everyone off of her back, as far as she knew she was still human anyway, looking over at Vinnie who was being oddly quiet still as well. "Should we do this in the galley or right here?" Sophia asked, she wasn't sure how much they could access more of the ship or station whatever they were on either.

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The color drained from Vinnie's face. The ginger didn't even know if she was a robot zombie or not. The logical conclusion then was that anyone could be one of them - Vinnie could be a green space bug thing and she wouldn't even know it! She tried not to hyperventilate at the very thought. She felt human - but what did feeling human even feel like? She felt a little cold - or was she slightly hot? No, she was definitely just flustered and her body temperature was normal... Unless this wasn't what a normal body temperature was?

If anyone else was one of the robots.... it was definitely the girl with the green hair. She came in, holding up the bits she had taken from the robot zombie carcass, talking to them like they were her pets. Hydraulic fluid sounded like something a robot would know about anyways. It was a lot more scientific than what Vinnie would have called it - green goo blood. One of the strangers/victims/potential robot zombies came up and tried to get her to do some breathing exercises. Vinnie definitely felt patronized by it - and her annoyance of it actually did manage to take her mind off of it some. "Thank you, but I reject your breathing exercises and the patriarchy you're clearly supporting with them! Women are allowed to have feelings, assuming that I'm being hysterical is systematic oppression! I'm sure that I am an educated person or something, but seriously, this situation is confusing and scary, so I am allowed to express my feelings without ridicule!"

"Let's go back to the food area, we can find something sharp enough to break the skin there," Raynor told everyone. "Starting with Sophia... And look, clearly the kid is a bit of a weirdo, so I don't think we need to keep rehashing that. She isn't hurting anyone and she isn't going to hurt herself with the stuff. Hell, we could probably use the jaw to cut everyone. The kid also is the one who studied the corpse the most, so she can be the one to feel up the Scaredy Cat with the fake disease."

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"...What's wrong with being curious about things?" Zarina asked Cal, not really looking over at her, just looking at the eyeball and the robotic jaw that were in her hands. "I just wonder how things work... Why do you make that out to be such a bad thing?" she didn't even look over at Cal when she spoke, deciding to just ignore her entirely and pay attention to what everyone else was doing and talking about. It was definitely better then listening to any of the words coming out of Cal's mouth. "Ignore her Mr. Eyeball, she doesn't know what she's talking about," she said simply to the robotic eye as she listened in on everyone else. The others were still talking about cutting themselves to figure out if they were weird robot things or something, and one guy just started freaking out over the idea. Something because of hemophilia or something like that.

"Did you know that blood can spray up to 2 meters when the carotid artery is severed. It is a very efficient kill stroke!" she blurted out, going with the random bit of knowledge in the back of her mind. "I have no idea what hemophilia is though... It's some weird blood thing right?"

"It's when the blood in the body doesn't clot correctly. It makes it really hard to get someone to stop bleeding and even a small injury could be fatal," Manny explained to the group.

"So... A knick or something could kill him? That's gotta suck horribly!" Zari said, shaking her head slightly as she started looking at the metal jaw in her hand again as she sort of started wandering around in circles a bit. Everyone was still blabbing about, talking about how they should cut themselves or whatever, and Raynor at least seemed to be defending her when it came to the way that she was acting, which was nice to hear that someone was perfectly fine with it. However, she decided that instead of talking, she was going to actually do something.

"Okay Mr. Jaws, let's see how sharp and pointy you are," she said to the robotic part in her hand, before she held her arm up (not caring that the jaw and her arm were both still covered in hydraulic fluid) and used it to cut her own arm, not caring what anyone else thought about it. Her arm instantly started bleeding red, actual blood, and it seemed to almost mix with the fluid on her arm already. "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! It's red, so that's actual blood, coooooooooooooool! Huh, wonder what color green and red make... Anyone else want to cut themselves? Though I'd suggest Mr. Jaws getting a bath first," she said, before holding the jaw out to others, her arm had some blood trailing along it.

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After her attempts at calming the girl, Cal had assumed the girl would either settle down, or continue with her freak out. She definitely hadn't expected that it would bring out anger in the girl. When Vinnie began to firmly push back against her attempts of calming her, Cal flinched back, a look of confusion slowly climbing onto her face as the other girl spoke. On the upside, it seemed to be taking the girl's mind off of everything else, so there was that. Once it seemed like Vinnie was done speaking, Cal gave a slow nod of her head, lips jutting outward in a pout of uncertainty. "Er...right then. Sorry about my...misogynistic meditation attempts then, mate. My mistake." Her eyes glided over to the others in the room as he quietly muttered, "Can't say I didn't try," before looking to Sophia as she asked where they should perform their pragmatic self-harm.

"Galley. Nothin' to really cut ourselves with in here. Plus the Galley's got drinks," she elected. When Raynor suggested they use the jaw to cut themselves, Cal got a disgusted look on her face, quickly shaking her head. "As a person who's 75% sure she's a medical professional, I think that's a horrible idea." Truth be told, that was a bit of an exaggeration. She was probably closer to 39% sure. As she spoke, she also noticed that something about her being the rational one felt wrong. She had a feeling she wasn't the mom friend back home, wherever home was. Nonetheless, she couldn't help but let out an annoyed, disappointed sigh when she turned her head and saw Zarina had already cut herself. "Aaaand, she's bleeding. Lovely. She's covered in robot blood, and she's got an open wound," she groaned as she lowered her head into the palm of her hand, shaking it slowly. "Alright, you lot go ahead and keep slicing yourselves up if you so desire. I'm going to go check to see if our friendly neighborhood sci-fi vending machine has anything we can use to clean the wounds, before she, or any of you, for that matter, get some sort of wacky space infection." With that, she slunk out back into the hallway, walking across into the Galley.

Time: +2:15 hrs
Location: Galley & Atrium

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"Let me know if it feels like that is getting infected. You should do a thorough wash of that wound." Manny told her matter-of-factly. "And you might be seventy-five percent certain Cal. I'm about ninety-five percent certain I am a medical professional. That was definitely unsafe."

Noah was looking up at the sky still. "We are very far from home I fear. I've been searching for what I can remember. I have no idea where we could be. And distance equals time. Even if we find out we all are human still, we have to find a way home."

Manny watched as Luke left the room. "We'll deal with that next. I'm going to follow and make sure he doesn't bleed out all over the place, you're welcome to join 75%."

In the hallway, Kyle seemed to be taking Luke's idea of checking the android's room and seeing if there were clues there. He had opened the first few doors, and as soon as he saw that the blanket was there closed the room and went to the next, skipping his own room and any had seen other people exit. Until he opened room three's door. He started searching the room.

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Luke kept reminding himself that it wasn't that big of a deal. He would be fine. Watching Zarina cut herself with the jaw bone of the robot was a bit much though. He spun around away from her. "Right to the Galley." He left the Atrium, looking a little green in the face. There was more going on in that room than he cared to think about. One problem at a time.

While avoiding looking at the Android's corpse on the ground Luke went up to the machine and pressed some buttons trying to get the machine to output a knife and some medical supplies. "I do not understand this machine." Gordon having followed him into the Galley shooed him away from it and pressed some buttons.

"You just have to know what menu to pull from." Gordon explained and then the machine popped out a steak, which had a steak knife on the plate. Then it popped out a basic fist aid kit.

"To keep this sanitary I suggest we each use our own knives if we don't have a way to clean the knife properly between uses." Manny said as he entered the room.

"Yeah, cool whatever. I just want to get this over." Manny picked up the knife and Luke held out his hand. Manny grabbed his hand and pricked a finger with the knife quickly. Red blood welled up from the wound.

"Congrats, you bleed red. Gordon, the first aid kit please." Gordon handed Manny the first aid kit and Manny took a little bit of time cleaning up the wound and wrapping it. "You should be fine. Just keep the pressure on it for a little while."

Luke nodded numbly. He hadn't expected Manny to cut him, but honestly, he was glad Manny had. Luke knew the part of him that was afraid of what his spilled blood could mean would have had way too hard of a time doing it himself.

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Vinnie's eyes widened, hearing Zarina spout off some fact about arteries and blood flying. She didn't know what her own occupation had been before - nothing was really a clue to it that she had seen - but she was fairly certain Zarina was a professional psychopath. Maybe she was a serial killer. It would explain a lot, especially with the way she had taken the jaw and the eyeball out from the zombie robot and now was parading them about like some sort of creepy princess. Vinnie barely held back her scream this time as Zarina cut herself with the jaw, the thing still covered in the green goo. Her mouth was covered by her hand and Vinnie just couldn't believe what she was seeing. "You're fine, you're fine, you're fine, she's just a kid," Vinnie mumbled, trying to reassure herself.

At least she could rule out Zarina being a robot zombie - though she didn't know if that was comforting.

Raynor shook his head slightly, putting a strong hand on Zarina's shoulder. She was slippery as hell, covered in blood and green fluid, and his grip wasn't as strong as he would have liked. However, he managed to drag her to the galley. "95%, help the kid," he said gruffly, more of an order than a request. He let go of Zarina, pretty certain she wasn't going to run off. She'd probably want to see how 95% was going to patch her up and ask him questions about it.

Vinnie went to the galley as well, not because she was eager to see more blood, but because she hated the alternative. When they neared the corpse, she diverted her eyes, squeaking a little bit as she finished off her walk with a bit of a sprint, moving into the back corner of the galley. "Could I get a cherry soda? I think sugar would be very good for me right now, but I don't wanna walk over there and have to look at the gross mutilated robot zombie! I'll love whoever gives me a soda forever, I promise, or at least for the next few minutes! Just... just not Greenie," she finished, referring to Zarina.

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Sophia listened to Zarina as she spouted out a little bit of information about the human anatomy it was interesting though she wasn't sure if it was actually necessary to say really at the moment. Zarina proceeded to be the first to cut herself first with the metal jaw, seeing that she was bleeding red. "Alright well theres that Zarina is cleared." Sophia said, she took a moment and looked over towards the galley as Raynor dragged Zarina over to the galley as well. While some of the others went to check the dead robot girl's room, letting out a slight sigh Sophia made her way there as well. Seeing the machine Sophia walked over towards it and ordered herself a steak, as well grabbing the knife from it she winced as she cut the palm of her hand slightly and showed that her blood was read to everyone.

"I'm cleared now right?" She asked as she grabbed the napkin that was on the tray and wrapped them around her hand. She heard Vinnie's request and nodded towards her, searching over to the drinks section seeing the wide selection before finding the cherry soda that Vinnie requested. "Here you go, are you okay now?" Sophia asked Vinnie, hoping that the girl didn't think that she had anything to do with their current predicament. She watched Manny had done the same thing to Luke now as well, she leaned herself up against the nearby table.

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Zarina's arm was really starting to sting a little bit, and she shot a glare towards Cal as she spoke, "How about you keep quiet and mind your own business! You all were talking about everyone cutting themselves anyway so how is what I did a bad thing?" she said towards her, crossing her arms and looking more then a little bit annoyed. Of course, this wasn't really helping her out, as her clothes started having quite a bit of blood on it and it was mixing with the hydraulic fluid, starting to turn more of a brown color.

"So green and red make like a brown color, huh," she mused, before she felt Raynor's hand on her shoulder. Of course, considering the fact that she had no idea who any of these people were and just not too long ago had been declared as a bit of a weirdo, she tried to get away from him somewhat. Unfortunately for her, Raynor was stronger then she was, and he managed to drag her along out of the Atrium and back to the Galley. "Hey I can walk along without someone dragging me!" she protested somewhat as she entered the Galley and let out a bit of a huffy sigh as Raynor asked Manny (using the nickname 95% which she couldn't help but giggle about) to help her out.

That was when it really hit her just how much her arm was hurting. "...Now that you mention it it does kind of hurt... A lot... And it's still bleeding, is that normal? Also why does it sting? You mentioned an infection or whatever, but what exactly does that imply? Is it stinging because of it's getting infected or whatever? Well, not really stinging but hurting like hell but still. Oooh other people aren't robot things hooray! But this is really starting to hurt a lot, that's probably not a good thing, but why does it matter if it gets infected, or that there was the green hydraulic fluid on my arm already? Why? This is so weird, why does it hurt? What's going to happen if it doesn't get cleaned out soon? I want to know!"

"How about you pipe down for a minute and let me see that cut," Manny responded to her, before he went and retrieved a cup of water from the machine, before pouring it on her arm to sort of get the mix of fluids away, then proceeded to take an alcohol wipe and started cleaning out the injury.

"Ow! What the? Why does that hurt so much? That hurts worse then leaving it be! Why is this important? And why are you messing with it, cause that really really really hurts!" she responded, her arm somewhat shifting and it felt like it was throbbing to her at this point. Was it really such a big deal to have the cut cleaned out? She looked at the eyeball that was still her hand and held it up somewhat. "Mr. Eyeball, this seems like a whole lot more trouble then it's worth don't you think?" she asked the inanimate object.

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Cal's nose wrinkled up in distaste when Manny one-upped her by voicing his own percentage of certainty towards a medical background, which was much higher than hers. Half of her wanted to chirp up with an 'actually' and raise her percentage, but she suspected that she wouldn't be believed. Her wrinkled nose was quickly joined by a slight frown when 95% had the audacity to give her permission to come along, as if he was some sort of commander, in charge of the lot of them. She was surprised (and annoyed) that Vinnie, their resident feminist who'd been offended by her breathing exercises, didn't pipe up to call bullshit on that. Not wanting to villainize herself, Cal opted not to argue as she walked along with Manny.

Once inside the Galley, Cal saw Luke and Gordon, the latter of which with a steak and a first-aid kit in his possession. She didn't say anything as Manny suggested they each have their own knife. She agreed with him, but with his haughty, superior attitude, she didn't want to do so out loud. So instead, when he marched over to help Luke with his cutting, Cal sauntered to the dispenser's touch screen. The steak was already up on the screen, ready to be ordered, so she tapped on it. It didn't take long for it to come out, though as she waited, a number of the other amnesiacs entered, namely the ginger, the energetic feminist, and the...indescribable child. She glanced around at the group, watching as 95% went from Luke to Zarina, beginning to patch up her wounds. She was glad he was doing it, because the process didn't look familiar to her. It gave her a sudden pang of worry. If she was a medical professional, even a pharmacist, she'd know how to clean a wound, right? Did that mean she was one of them? She scanned the room, seeing a number of people had already dug into their flesh proving they were human. She didn't want to. What if she wasn't? Thinking quick, she tapped on the screen again, ordering another steak.

"See, that's why you don't cut yourself with robot jaws, mate. I tried to warn ya," she said after hearing Zarina mention the immense pain she was in, she herself waiting for the second plate of steak to arrive. Once it did, she grabbed the pair of knives in one hand, and used the other to scoop a small handful of small adhesive bandages from the first-aid kit, shoving them into her pocket with her pill bottle. "I'm gonna check in with Kyle, see if he's a robot," she casually commented, before heading out the Galley door. As soon as she was alone in the hallway, she ducked to the side, lifting up the leg of her space pants to her thigh. She slid the blade of one of the knives right above her left knee, making a small cut. She held her breath in anticipation, until she saw a bit of red trickle out of the wound, at which point she let out a relieved sigh. She grabbed one of the adhesive bandages and slapped it on over the wound, before lowering the pant leg once again. Rather than cleaning the blood off to hide the fact that she'd went behind the others' backs to test herself, she jabbed her thumb, allowing a more obvious wound to open. With that done, she walked the rest of the way to room three, stepping inside to see Kyle investigating. "Oi, I'm here for your check up. Go ahead and jab yourself with this. I've got little band-aids if you need 'em," she said, holding out the knife.

Time: +2:30 hrs
Location: Space, a very far way from Earth

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Only Noah remained in the Atrium staring at the sky outside. He finally stopped doing his mental math and returned to the Galley joining the others.



Kyle did a thorough search of the dead android woman's room. First, he opened the nightstand drawer that had held his own personal item. In the woman's room was a leather collar. He left in the drawer. Then moved on continuing to search. Eventually, he found a false panel in the dresser. From it, he removed a postcard without any addresses on it that reads “The sunsets I’ve seen since being here can’t compare to your beauty. I miss you. Xoxo”

Kyle returned the panel and continued his search of the room. During which Cal entered the room offering the knife. Kyle nodded, took the knife, and cut just up his arm, red blood welled out of it. "Did you pass?" He asked her. "I found something interesting." He said and showed her the postcard. "Let's go show the others."

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Tessa followed behind the others back to the Galley. She had little desire to be alone. When she entered the room she gave the robot zombie thing a wide berth not wanting to get too close. Not that she actually expected it to get up, at least not at this point. She saw that the others were ordering steak to get the knives from the set. She placed her own order, poked her finger. It hurt like a bitch but she was able to get herself to bleed, blissfully red.

"Not a robot." She said holding up her pricked finger so the others could see the red blood. Luke still looked like he was ready to pass out, but he was holding tightly onto where Manny had cut him. Manny finished wrapping up the kid's arm. He was launching into a textbook explanation of why Zarina had made a bad choice. Tessa only partially listened. She was trying to find a way to hide the knife on her person

"When you cut yourself with unclean tools while being covered with mysterious substances you risk those things entering your body. For all we know the hydraulic fluid you found in the android has nanobots in them and those are not entering your system turning you slowly into a robot as well. That is assuming that whoever put us here has the technology. But from what I've seen it is possible.

As for an infection, you'll recognize if it is happening when the skin that surrounds the cut is often red and may feel hot. You’ll likely notice some swelling in the affected area. As the infection progresses, it may begin to ooze a yellowy substance. If you notice any of these symptoms let me know immediately. Hopefully, the alcohol wipe will reduce the likelihood of infection. If the infection progresses without being taking care of it could eat away at your arm, and potentially kill you."

"Paranoid much?" Tessa said to Manny.

"We've been apparently kidnapped, potentially experimented on. Who knows what all was done to us? We've been taken from our home, which according to Noah is unfathomably far from us. And that is only a guess from what we think we know. We don't even know if what we know isn't real. If being paranoid about the fact that one of us was an android designed to do God knows what but malfunctioned is unreasonable I think you're missing the point." Tessa looked at Manny, she hadn't meant anything she had been just joking around but she was irritated with his response. She turned away from him and picked up a crossing from the abandoned breakfast.

Manny ordered his own steak, he wiped his hand with one of the alcohol wipes and then used the knife to cut his hand deftly. He held up the red blood. "Who is left? Vinnie, Kyle, Noah, Gordon, and Raynor?" Kyle had not yet rejoined the group.

Noah and Gordon each ordered their own steak, with a complimentary steak knife, and proved they bled red.

"Okay, what next? We gotta get out of here, right? Find a way home. Get our memories back?" Tessa didn't want to say that before she had gone to the atrium she had had no memories. There had been nothing at all. A giant blackness. But something about the trees in the Atrium had brought memories back, they had given her a strong desire to return home. She wanted to get back to her trees. These were nice, but they weren't the right ones.

"I don't think we are the first here." Kyle said as he entered the room. "Or the android had been here longer than us. Something is weird about this." He put the postcard he had found on the table, he held up his arm with the red stain from his own test proving that he as well was not a robot. That left Vinnie and Raynor as the last ones who needed to cut themselves.

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Vinnie tilted her head back and chugged the entire thing of cherry soda that Sophia had gotten her. She instantly fell in love with the sensation of the fizz on the inside of her mouth, the sweetness of the sugar helping to calm her nerves. Whether it was caffeinated or not, she definitely felt a lot more alert and confident. Confident enough to not care if people were zombies? Nope. The red blood everyone was producing definitely helped with that though. The green haired girl definitely was insane and Vinnie was trying her hardest not to look at her or her pet eyeball. Manny so far had to be her favorite person there - mostly since he seemed to know everything about keeping them alive and not dead.

"Doc's got a point," Vinnie chimed in. "This entire situation is completely messed up. We have no idea what was done for us - since we're in space, maybe we were abducted and they left behind crop circles and we're going to be probed!" She had a brief image of all of them in some sort of conspiracy, alien truther talk show. But armed with the sugary courage of her chugged soda, Vinnie half walked, half dashed over to the machine and ordered herself a steak. She yelped slightly as she cut herself with the knife, bleeding red blood.

"Hey, uh, doc... Is it unsanitary if I still eat this steak? It's my blood so I can't be hurt by it, right?" Vinnie asked. The steak smelled heavenly. She popped her bleeding finger into her mouth out of pure habit, sucking on it to try to stop the bleeding.

"Guess I'm last," Raynor said, ordering a steak and pricking his finger with the knife. He bled red as well. He used his other hand to press down on the cut to stop the blood flow, his eyes narrowing as he saw the post card. He wasn't sure what it meant. If the android had been there longer than everyone else... What was the point in that? Why have a robot stay in the space station longer than the humans? "We should search all the rooms. Maybe we'll find more clues. Split up into pairs, just in case."

"I call Sophia!" Vinnie blurted. She was still suspicious of the ginger for knowing that they were in space, but at the same time, Sophia had bought her temporary love and admiration with the soda. There was something familiar about her as well.

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Sophia looked towards Zarina as she was dragged in by Raynor seeing the girl complaining about the pain after being cut was kind of entertaining actually as well. She looked towards Vinnie and nodded towards her, though the girl felt familiar to her she wasn't even sure where really either. "I'm sure you will be fine kid, its typical for it to hurt a little bit when it gets cleaned and what not as well." Sophia said as she listened to Raynor as he suggested splitting up into pairs and investigate the rooms as well. Which wasn't a bad idea though she was pretty sure her room didn't have anything of interest in it at least in her opinion.

Sophia looked at Vinnie instantly choosing her to be her search partner even after accusing her of being one of the people who took them here or being a robot as well. "I'm fine with that." Sophia said shrugging slightly, maybe there was some more information about them somewhere else or hidden in their rooms. She saw that Kyle coming into the room holding what looked like a postcard though she wasn't sure what was important about it. "Are you sure the post card wasn't the android person's card?" Sophia asked.