most_unwanted | [Voice]

Current Mood: determined

Entry tags:

[Voice]

[There's a quiet crunching sound before Mulder speaks up, sounding thoughtful.]

Show of metaphorical hands. Or antennae, whichever you're partial to: Who here has been kidnapped for a special one-on-one date with our captors? I'd like to arrange an off-journal meeting to speak about your personal experiences if anyone happens to have some free time. It shouldn't take long, just a few minutes. I'll be hanging around the shops in town most of the day, I've got some... supplies I've been meaning to find. [Still looking for a basketball, woe and alas.] We can always head elsewhere from there, though.

I understand that it's a sensitive topic for most people, and it's all right if you'd rather not talk about it. Or if you'd rather be anonymous, just slip a note under my door detailing anything you can remember about the experience itself. Anything at all, before, during, after. Your answers will be kept in confidence. I'm in Community Building 7, Floor 2, Room 10.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It's just a thought. It might do you some good to have something to care for. Though I understand how difficult it can be to take on that responsibility, especially in our current situation.

[It's why he just has fish, with his line of work he really doesn't have time to devote to the furrier types.]

But I'll be sure to pass along my findings. I already was planning to remove names and personal details from anything I make public. I know it's of interest to everyone here, so I plan to let everyone know what I've learned. Especially if it can be of any help...

It... m-may actually be quite... therapeutic.

I h-have wanted to... r-reindulge my paternal side...

[And Foot recently had kittens... perhaps Robert could have one?]

I would g-greatly appreciate it. If you need someone to help distribute information, I would be glad.

... It w-would be best to keep it off the journals, of course.

I bet it would be good for you. The garden should be, too. It's good to have things to do during the downtime around here...

[When you have no official job or some of the comforts of home, it's always worth getting a distraction or several.]

And yes... I'm keeping everything I work on, off the journals.

Hobbies in this place. [Robert smiles a little, almost wryly.] B-but I suppose that is all we can really do.

[The idea does appeal in many small ways.]

If you n-need a report-writer, I would be more than glad.

... It would be n-nice to work on something besides my p-paranormal physics thesis...

We have to keep our wits about us and work toward resolving this whole situation... but we also have to go on living at the same time too.

[Ah, man, now to start actually taking his own advice.]

I'd be glad to take you up on that, anytime you've got free time to spare.

[He's getting a lot of help with things, and that's been encouraging so far.]

[It's hard to just keep on living for Robert, especially when this place sometimes threatens to destroy his remaining sanity. At the same time, though, the sheer number of people - comparitively - that he knows here have kept him functional even during the worst times.]

... Perhaps, together, we can uncover some answers. Or... invite others as well, and turn it into some sort of Council-esque arrangement...

[That actually sounds almost nice. Like home.]

I don't see why not. I've met a few individuals already who are very interested in speculating and looking for answers. We could have a pretty good team going among us.

[Mulder knows how important it is to have people you can trust, when the world is run by corrupt underhanded manipulative conspiracies.]

We likely know many of the same people, and I would enjoy the chance to collaborate in some sort of shared setting.

Perhaps this may be the very thing that will help provide concrete answers about this place...

[Or so Robert can hope. ~~Unfortunately, chances are it won't work out...~~]

I bet we could com up with some pretty cool theories between all of us. Think of all the different worlds everyone comes from...

[Sigh. It it weren't for the more nefarious aspects of their situation, Mulder would love this place a whole lot more.]

We can't stay without those answers forever. Eventually, somehow, we'll stumble across a breakthrough...

[~~Not work out at all~~, but Mulder is an idealist when it comes to the possibility of uncovering the truth. He'd have given up years ago if he wasn't.]

Well, I know that Don's world is a multiversion of my own, but it has very different properties. These differences in properties might be the key to understanding Luceti.

[Robert would thoroughly concur on that part. That, and being able to get home...]

I certainly hope so. Endeavouring to answer a question that never has anything concrete to answer it with is frustrating.

[Robert isn't quite as much of an idealist, but he is willing to research for the sake of researching, and he always likes to expand his knowledge.

... Luceti is just frustratingly devoid of answers or any kind of pattern.]

[Yeah, that 'no discernible patterns' thing is always going to be a point of frustration.]

I agree. We'll have to look into understanding everything we possibly can about those differences, if it'll help us answer questions about this place and our predicament...

I concur.

... [Robert looks down at the pile of stuff they've both accumulated with an almost sheepish smile.]

Ah, at this rate, I will keep you all day, Mr. Mulder...

... S-Should I let you get home? I mean, I would not wish to be a bother...

Don't worry about it, you're not bothering me. [He also glances at all their stuff.] Looks like we're all set with today's shopping spree, though.

It c-certainly does look that way.

[Is it obvious that Robert is trying to artificially draw out the time with Mulder? Because he likes Mulder's company and yet he's too socially fail to express this coherently.]

... But, if there was anything else I c-could do, I would be most willing...

[Aw. Well, Mulder really likes the company. And knows how that can be, considering how often he's used the excuse of work to socialize with his closest friends, back home...]

I've got plenty of files to sort out... and I wouldn't mind the company in general, that is if you're not too busy?

[Robert likes the company too, very much. He's just so... horribly awkward about expressing this in any coherent fashion. He could be hideously blunt...]

Ah, w-well... I am not really occupied with anything, no... the only real task I had in mind was to begin c-construction work on the hydroponics system when I returned home, but... ... th-that is not exactly crucial, and I would be most w-willing to assist.

[Sorting files is right up his alley. Seriously.]

Great, I like the sound of that. And I'd be up for swinging by to help with your garden anytime, too.

[Meaning that yes, he'll let him know he's up for future get-togethers as well. Robert reminds him so much of his Lone Gunmen buddies, which definitely has made him like being around the guy. And one of these days, there will also be basketball... but that time has not yet come. Mulder's making a mental note to invite Robert along when he does manage to find one though.]

Did... D-did you want me to accompany you now then, p-perhaps, or... or was there s-something else? I mean... [Hesitantly:] If, if there was perhaps a b-better time...

[He doesn't know, but he can feel a connection with Mulder, and like with all of his friends he is so very desperate not to break it.]

[Yeah, Mulder is definitely going to keep hanging out with him.]

I don't have any hot dates to cancel, so you're safe. [He smiles, it was a joke.] Now will be perfect. Ready to get going?

[This fact makes Robert happy. Though he can't really tell it, yet.

The joke goes over his head too, derp. But he does smile anxiously.]

Yes... I, er, h-have no prior engagements myself.

... Please, l-lead the way...

[Which Mulder is pretty used to, his buddies having their own set of social quirks. He smiles encouragingly.]

All right then. Let's head out.

[Off to C7 and his place they go.]

[~~They're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of social failure~ o/`~~

Robert carefully follows Mulder, his own hydroponics material bundled obsessively in his arms, like he was carrying a baby instead of a pump, tubing and wiring.

He really appreciates Mulder accepting his presence like this. It's gratifying.]

[Mulder carries along all of his stuff, just as glad to not be spending another afternoon alone. A guy could go crazy from too much isolation. So he heads along and leads the way in and along toward to his apartment.]

Home sweet home.

[Indeed. Robert knows that all too well.

Robert follows Mulder closely, looking curiously at everything along the way - he has been to this community building before, to visit Helios and Giles, but he has never been on this floor.]

And this is... your apartment, Mr. Mulder?

You've got it. If you ever need to stop by for anything, feel free to.

[He feels like Robert is one of those who he could trust, and wouldn't mind being interrupted by for anything.]

[As he leads the way in, it's clear Mulder has been doing a lot of work- he has files set around all over the place, on almost all the surfaces. It's a pretty average apartment aside from that. His aquarium and its sole goldfish occupant are off in one corner. In another corner hangs a fake UFO that he'd acquired when someone had played an April Fools' prank on him- he thought it was pretty cool so he'd kept it.]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]