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[driftsintobuffetline]

Now don't YOU do anything rash.

[mathemagier]

I will be fine. It's not as if I'm going to join a strike team.

[driftsintobuffetline]

A strike team?! Holy shit. Don't even. I don't want to get killed by some damn friendly fire. You're German. ...And kind of British. You don't get the way this works. They're American. They're going to try to come in here all "Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker" with guns blazing and

Okay, historically, we both know how Germans fare when they try to invade Russia so just...stay stateside. And remember the Russians hit hard and fight a war of attrition. And they can defend the heck out of their own turf. Remember the Kaidonovskys, okay. So pace yourself, Hermann. Don't burn yourself out.

[mathemagier]

Newton, Newton, that was not code for 'this is precisely what I'm going to do.' I am in fact, staying firmly in De Chima and will not step foot in Russia.

And if I didn't burn out during 12 years of the Kaiju War, I'm certainly not going to for however long it takes to rescue you.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Okay, because I'll haul your parka'd ass out of here myself if you show up like the white knight I know you are.

As much as it pains me to say this, we're not as young as we used to be, Hermann. We can't pull the all-nighters we used to do with the frequency we use to pull them.

Bring a pillow to the lab. And a sleeping bag.

[mathemagier]

No, I will simply.. [Can't actually say just in case the Soviets are going through imPort conversations] Well I won't be there in person, to say the least.

Worry less about me, Newton. I'm not the one being held captive in an enemy country.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Yeah, but
tbh, I think we're more being held ransom.

[mathemagier]

Ransom? For what?

[driftsintobuffetline]

imports, the Porter, I don't know exactly, but I'm sure they're bargaining with the Americans. We might be seen as weapons, but I don't think holding us is all they want.

[mathemagier]

Well they haven't made any demands yet that we know of. The Majority Report showcases their boasting of artificial intelligence in Moscow, but beyond that..

Oh, do be careful, Newton. We don't know what they want with any of you. Abductions in such large numbers do not bode well for any of us.

[driftsintobuffetline]

AI yeah. Yeah, that's accurate.
I don't know if it's in Moscow, but it chats to us, sometimes.

I'm BEING careful, Hermann. GOD. Stop being a mother hen.

You update me on whatever you hear out there, okay? I wanna know what they think is going on, or what they're telling you. There's a shitton of ????? around here and not much to work with. Or not much that's really evident.

[mathemagier]

There's- you're talking to a Russian artificial intelligence?

[driftsintobuffetline]

She?? (we haven't discussed pronouns) THEY won't tell me where they are manufactured out of, but yes, for all intents and purposes, I'm talking to a Russian AI.

Singular They. Although I suppose they could be an it, but I hate doing that.

[mathemagier]

A stronger argument for Earth then- and Russia in particular. Once my cameras are complete, I'll have them start sweeping over Moscow. If we don't get any leads there, the abnormal weather patterns were said to be traced back to Siberia. Without any other information, they're the only places I can think to start looking.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Oh, so we're in a gulag.

Siberia is HUGE, Hermie babie.

[mathemagier]

[Aggravated] Yes, I'm well aware, but unless anyone else has any further information, it's all we have to work with.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Yeah. I know. And I know you're upset.

Do we need to fight? We could totally have a good row; it's not sex, but hey, it's helped us get through tough shit before.

Come on, Hermster. Lay into me.

[mathemagier]

[Sigh, because part of him wishes he had the energy for that. Unfortunately, he simply doesn't]

Not today, Newton. But I will likely provoke you sometime in the foreseeable future.