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[hisstrength]

[Tris sounds tense. She had so many questions in mind when she first arrived that she never got around to taking to the network. Now's not the time for any of them, except this one.]

So destruction and fighting and everything aside. Does anyone know... how long someone can stay uhm. Passed out in a coma? I know some people dream of what's happening at home like that but how long does it normally last?

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[hisstrength]

I guess I missed out.

[teenyoda]

How can you not look up weird shit on the internet? It's sort of what the internet is for.

[hisstrength]

Well, for example, by the internet not existing where I lived.

[teenyoda]

... That kind of sucks.

[hisstrength]

Like I said, I guess I missed out, even though I don't know on what.

[teenyoda]

So much. So many cat videos. Honest. So, are you from the past or something?

[hisstrength]

I really don't know. But if the world you're from is mostly intact, I think you're probably the one who's from the past.

[teenyoda]

... Really? I don't know... I know a guy here from the future and he says they're all in space ships and stuff.

[hisstrength]

[For a moment there, she doesn't sound that casual.]

I can tell you people in my city can hook a computer up to people's brains and control what they see and hear.

Maybe the space ships come even later.

[teenyoda]

... Whaaaaat? I... have no idea what they can do with his timeline. You should maybe go talk to him and see if you guys are from the same one. I'm pretty sure not, since he didn't mention anything like that.

[hisstrength]

Maybe we are. I don't think I could really explain how it works though, I mean, I don't know any details.

And hey, you have the internet. [And a world that hasn't gone to shit.]

[teenyoda]

I don't know anything from his other than aliens, spaceships, and the south is apparently alive and well and has peach pies.

[hisstrength]

[One of these things is not like the others.]

...Peach pies.

[teenyoda]

Yes, we talked about pies and how he's not sharing recipes with me because he's a grumpy jerk. But not really, he's pretty cool.

[hisstrength]

[did she just laugh? no way. you imagined that.]

So who's this grumpy jerk I'm supposed to be looking for?

[teenyoda]

His name's Leonard McCoy. He's a doctor on a space ship from the future. Don't let the scowl fool you, he's actually pretty decent.

[hisstrength]

But he still won't share pie recipes.

[teenyoda]

Not yet. I'm trying to wheedle a pie out of him anyway. Slowly but surely...

[hisstrength]

You make big plans, I see how it is.

[teenyoda]

Gotta plan for the long game, Tris.

[hisstrength]

[That was definitely a laugh this time.]

Got any other big plans for the long game except for peach pies?

[teenyoda]

[Score points for Stiles for being ha-ha-tacular.]

Mm, a few, but they don't involve pies and I don't want to give away the surprise.

[hisstrength]

So you make secret plans too. Those surprises better be good!

[teenyoda]

I'm hoping they are for the people they're for. They're not like, murder death plans, so...

[hisstrength]

Pretty sure we've had enough murder death plans already, anyway.