DreamsnThings

*poke* everything... ok?

Ya sadly with the current setup i dont think space stowaway works sadly

Hard question since im not 100% sure on how defined her appearance normally is... usually people can tell its her based off of "metal woman" not really facial features... that said her skin lacks any blemishes and her hairs perfectly straight with no frizz, something looks off about her in the sense of "too perfect" and since you IC have paid more attention to her you probably can recognize her... Also just like before her smile is slightly too big for what it should be which is probably a tell lol

Also replied, sorry for any typos, on mobile

Today was a rather interesting day for phebe, usually she was given tasks related to repairs, usually minor ones, or simply asked a question that ultimately could have been answered easily enough without her... but today someone asked her to join them for a meal? Within a few moments after the question she deduced he merely was curious about her anatomy and was wanting to feed her for an experiment, which was fine from her perspective. Playing along was more interesting to her then simply dragging out repairs as usual... so she had left a decent sized glob in the vents in Travis's room, so she could be a little more convenient of that section of the ship. This... led to some interesting discoveries about the human known as Travis. The little glob had snapped to attention as soon as he spoke her name out loud. Before growing increasingly confused as he spoke of observing him sleep from up close this time, which was odd, especially at the mention of fucking? The last word was slightly too muffled from his slight face palming to make out, but she picked up the the rest, along with the general fact that he did not intend to call her yet... which was odd she had to reference a few files related to all this for clarification... So the little silver orb kept watching as a small fraction of phebe's consciousness paid attention, another was reviewing information, and the other 98% continued with tasks around the ship... leading her to witness as the man cleaned his body before starting to prepare food... taking a milimoment to notice he spent a decent portion of his wage on this experiment... Then he sent the message for her to go ahead and come, and well she was about to simply hop down in her current baseball sized blobs form to join him quickly, she noticed his continued fussing with the tableware and lights... both of which she didn't entirely understand why... but she saw his effort to make this succeed, so she slipped from the vent out to the hallway, gathering up a mass of nanites similar in scale to travis, creating a internal grid for infrastructure well leaving pockets of air to reduce weight... taking a beat to try and be considerent she stretched out a thin layer of nanotes that wrapped around her established form before slipping through different coatings... making the dress slowly shift in its texture and reflective nature... going from a shiny metalic grey to a more malt, silky aqua blue. Her "skin" and "hair" going through a similar process... almost appearing to dry out as a thin layer of slightly tanned skin covers everything left exposed behind the dress, well individual wires relax as they link forming auburn red hair, her eyes slowly forming in a sparkling violet hue... a faint tint of makeup coloring her face as her nanites mimic even the smallest detail... As she knocks on the door she smiles her lips slowly darkening into a dark blackish red animated with little flecks of yellow and orange that slip in and out of view. People rarely see phebe on a break, but thats just because they dont "see" PH3B... or atleast, dont realize when they do~

...wait no its worse/better then i thought... you said hey phebe... which is like hey siri... oh... oh no.... the klutz has given me many options @Mysthero

Only concern is you called phebe, when she was expecting you, before you where ready... tldr she sees you setting yhe table and fiddling with lights through one of the vents she travels through x3

sorry was not trying to rush you, if you want to hold off we can >x< I was just looking forward to playing it out is all... sowie...

@Mysthero so uhm... are we... going to start something somewhere? Or no?

Anyone works honestly, i dont like forcing interactions if they dont make sense anyways IC im probably going to be jamming to music until either the storekeeper chases me out for being annoying or the store closes x3 Also if anyone else whishes to join it is a mall so im all for more people existing there!

It like it when things are hot... but not this kinda hot x.x

Yoko is probably the most interesting, with julia close behind... if either would currently be at the mall for whatever reason go with them i guess xD

Welp, never mind then, and if its been 30 years she never knew earth i guess

@Kitsuyumia anyways is it fine if i make a character who was a stowaway or otherwise should not be on the ship who now works in the red light district?

Well i was planning on pointing out that phebe doesn't need to eat and was just expecting to talk with you once you start your meal, because she doesn't require rations in the traditional sense

I enjoy this idea xD but in order for the story to make sense i kinda want to do something less public (IC wise atleast)

@Mysthero also make sure to @me if you want the dinner date thing to happen somewhere thats not a hallway

All n all not bad ~w~

"Incredible is a word thats tied heavily to perspectives, well you find my amorphous figure and computational capabilities to be "Incredible" i find your species ability to communicate through falcitities and vocal intonation vexing and Incredible in its own right, not that i have managed to grasp its purpose yet..." there was a long pause, atleast long for phebe's standards as she ran through schedules, time tables, and appointments running through which ones can be handled by offshoots before glancing back to the man, with a total of .63 secconds passing "as for the dinner invitation itself i think i actually could actually come for about... 3 hours assuming i leave now and resolve things scheduled for later tonight ahead of schedule, so i cant keep up this relaxed pace... and well im assuming the fear of burning things down is another moment of "joking" it unnerves me that happened so soon after informing you it was unnecessary... anyways when you have the exact time just inform the system, I must be off now" she wasted no time walking over to a grate in the hall installed for her pipe network throughout the ship, quickly disolving as she effortlessly slipped through the small cracks, her data pad gently landing on the floor before a small cushion of slime starts quickly dragging it along, moving it up one of the side walls and scurrying off to deliver the device somewhere else. You are now alone.

Fair enough jen, i replied in a bit of a hurry here at the time without thinking about the non fucking kinda thing xD but if its non sexual im fine with anyone as long as the situation makes sense

Phebe cleared her throat, or atleast made a sound somewhat close to it before glancing back to anacia "your currently lacking slightly in a few vitamins atleast from what i could briefly tell from that scan, mainly vitamin C, but rather then an orange, lime, lemon, or other fruits. the other assorted vitamins in an apple would be the closest for your dietary needs, however its by no mean mandatory, and your welcome to simply take a vitamin supplement... mix 352 seems fairly close to your needs?" As she was replying to anacia a face appeared on the side of her head in the direction facing travis, before slightlysepperating to avoid awkward perspectives, a faint humming coming from her body as the sounds from the other conversation are dampened to the mans ears, with the inverse happening to acacia's perspective her words quick, curt, and almost tired as the metalic voice started talking once again "as a reminder sir Travis i am more then just an AI, if you wish to schedule a conversation, or need assistance with something, part of my job is to assist... also you will be happy to know that clinic seven is currently being investigated by one of my offshoots, so if you really have something to discuss, you are by no means required to break... anything..." her voice sounded firm on this, you are slightly reminded that she doesn't entirely get metaphors, jokes, or sarcasm... despite being fairly competent otherwise

"Lets get through the normal issues quickly, 1. Hello 2. I have no intention or intrest in harming you or anyone whos registered on the ship 3. Im known as PH-3B based of my primary chemical composition having a base PH rating of 3 well also being a byproduct of element B known as boron, as a botonist i assume you know on some level what those entail so wont dive into the broad details... 4. Yes, you can call me phebe instead as that seems to be generally preferred as opposed to my chemical composition 5. Im currently analyzing the door on a molecular level and restructuring portions of it to ensure it wont malfunction in the event of an emergency 6. Yes i can see you, the eyes on my... face... are mostly decorative, every cell in my body can function as a sense receptor, so i can, see, hear, touch, taste, or feel with any portion of my "body" 7. I can tell your not entirely human yourself, you stepped on a few of my nanites which reflexively scanned you before i reacted .007 secconds later to stop them, theres something mixed in that ill avoid prying into out of courtesy... that said your pulse is a little rapid and blood sugar slightly low... i recommend you enjoy an apple on your next break once you head through the door, which is now" As she finished talking her silver strings retracted from the door as it opened, before casually walking off as exactly 43.5 seconds passed, a little behind schedule from the distraction. Before stopping and quickly responding to travis "I have indeed seen the maintenance request as of 15 seconds ago actually, my break has been postponed till i give that region a short once over and ascertain what seems to be the issue" She gave the man a slightly awkward smile... the corners of her lips turning up a little too much bringing the expression into the area of uncanny before adding on "unless theres a more pressing issue ill certainly look into that now?..."

"No need to worry miss acacia, just some routine maintenance... but if your reacting to myself in general, i should remind you that there are dozens of species aboard this vessel and I may be one of the less typical, i am still officially allowed to be here... if you wish to use the door though i ask that you wait about 43.4 seconds for the analysis to finish" during this entire monolog the pinkish silvery woman was looking at the datapad, not appearing to even remotely look in your direction despite being able to clearly identify you from her words.

Shes out in public so as far as im concerned anyone could show up to chat with her ^-^ tldr yes you can, others are welcome to pass by though

Anyways i said fuck it and now phebe is in a hallway doing maintenance on a door for anyone who would be passing by who might want to interact