Backdated to before Lucifer arrives. But only just. Audio: lopez

[anormie]

Okay so like. Space, amirite? [Yes, she says it like that all run together.} While this is really cool and all, and I'm definitely super excited for it. Well, at least I wouldn't be if I didn't lowkey think I'm also like losing my mind. Cause all of this is definitely something that I've imagined and written fanfics about and stuff. But also uh yeah. Worrying. Super worrying.

[Yes, Ella is definitely thinking that maybe all of the stuff with Chloe and Pete caused her to lose her mind to the point where this is an audio post and not a visual one because her neck is still wreathed in bruises from finding out what happened.]

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audio; un: panoptes

[sisterswitch]

Fanfics, you say. Do tell, inquiring minds must know.

[anormie]

Uh. Yeah, but nothing like too weird you know?

[It's still probably weird.]

[sisterswitch]

Isn’t the point of fic to make it weird?

[it’s ok, you’re among nerd friends here.]

[anormie]

Well yeah. Sometimes. Sometimes it’s like a 75k 43 chapter epic on someone talking to ghosts and stuff.

[sisterswitch]

Well, that’s not so weird. Ghosts are real, after all. [but more importantly:] Why are you worried?

[anormie]

Yeah, ghosts are real. Totally.

[That is not at all awkward laughter there, Ella.]

And I'm worried because I'm on a space ship that shouldn't exist like man if I've finally lost it this is exactly the place I'd picture.

Well, not really exactly Cause if were exact so I'd definitely be right in the middle of a Mirrorverse!Spock and Uhura sandwich.

[sisterswitch]

Mmm ... well, I can get behind half of that sandwich, at least. Maybe just make a little Spock substitution? But no, sweetie, you haven't lost it. You really are on a space ship in some unknown part of the final frontier. And there's a few of us literally in the same boat, so you're not alone.

[anormie]

Well, I mean you could go old school! Uhura and Zoe Saldana! Uhura.

Also, hi! I'm Ella.

[Hugs later!]

[sisterswitch]

Oh, I like the way you think!

[they are gonna be pals for sure, jack can just sense it.]

Nice to meet you, Ella - I'm Jack. Have you seen the observation deck yet?

[anormie]

Not yet! Still working my way around. Wanna gimme directions?

[sisterswitch]

Of course! Do you know which floor you're on? The observation deck's on the first floor. Just go up until you can't anymore and it's at the end of the hall.

[anormie]

[Ella's answer is just an incredibly short:]

Woah.

[sisterswitch]

Right? Totally different view than through a telescope.

UN: hidden

[bilocates]

You're not.

[Losing her mind, it'd be nice if Simon offered a complete thought once in a while but what's the fun in that?]

[anormie]

I'm not what dude? Cause like there are definitely a lot of possibilities there in the post I made and even I'm gonna need a bit more than that!

[bilocates]

Losing your mind. [A beat.] About this.

[Other things he cannot confirm or deny until he gets around to spooking on her. Which he will. Because Simon spooks on everyone.]

[anormie]

Not exactly reassuring there, my dude.

[bilocates]

I'm not a psychologist.

[anormie]

Didn't say I needed one.

[That's a bit... defensive there, sweetie.]

[bilocates]

Didn't suggest you did.

[Your defensiveness is showing, Ella.]

I'm not one, so I can't tell you anything beyond what I do know. What I do know is this ship is real. You're not hallucinating it. I would know.

[He knows all about hallucinations!]

[anormie]

[Ella is used to people talking about shrinks and then suggesting (badly) that she needed one. Well, at least at home. Home in Detroit and not LA. Which is really home now and that's complicated. At least back home Linda is her bro.]

How would you know?

[bilocates]

Because I've had plenty, and this isn't one.

[anormie]

You did? How would you know then?

[bilocates]

They're different. In a way you can verify they aren't real, kind of. It's hard to explain. Anyway, I've been here long enough now that if they were hallucinations they would have broken down and they haven't.

That, and drugs work to stop them. That hasn't happened either.

[Listen, he's not going to pretend he's some kind of moral paragon here.]

So, for all intents and purposes, this is real.

[Unless she's hallucinating him too.]

[anormie]

Unless you're part of the hallucination.

[A pause, and she adds almost under her breath:]

Or a ghost.