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[Audio] Monday, late morning

[After setting Steve Rogers on his way (or letting him stay at the apartment until he got his bearings, whatever) and collecting a fresh set of clothes, Lyall has some catching up to do and, first, a question for the network.]

Ah, good morning, this is Lyall. Does anyone know if something drastic changed with the ship? While I was aboard, I felt essentially human. No sense of smell or hearing, no feeling of general agelessness, nothing. Did someone reactive something on there?

[He completely bypasses the whole "I totally died" thing, for now. And, of course, he's unaware of the troubles they've been having here....]

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I did, in fact, listen back once I popped out of that infernal pod... but I had not made that particular connection. I simply assumed it to have been something to do with the work being done on the ship.

But you are quite right, it is entirely possible that the two are connected.

She told me that an old error had been corrected, but I don't know why it would do that to you.

I don't, either. It seems to only last within the ship itself, at least-- I am perfectly normal, now. But it was uncanny, and rather uncomfortable.

[He does hate to be without his sense of smell. Even if it has so recently failed him....]

I don't suppose you know what a 'temporal field' is?

Well. I know what a field is, and I know what temporal means. So I imagine... it is some kind of combination of the two. As in, a place, gathering, or convergence of time or time-related energy, if there is such a thing.

From what I understand, it's some kind of . . . barrier around the ship, like a shield. Last night someone called the oracle repaired it.

Oh, how interesting. The Oracle, you say? I... was not aware she had such talents. She is a seer, of sorts-- she comes from the ship, as do the rest of us-- but I have never heard of more than that.

[That was the Oracle who posted that message, but he'd been fairly sure that wasn't her speaking, all in all. The Oracle doesn't talk like that.]

[She really wishes it was someone who was better at tech things who had talked to her. Or at the very least that it hadn't been at one in the morning]

I didn't recognize her voice. Has she been here for a long time?

Longer than any of us. She left that ship when she was just a little girl, or so I gather. She doesn't talk on the network much, and when she does, she is generally saying something cryptic but important. That message last night, however, was a bit of an anomaly. She is rarely that clear. I am left to wonder if it was really "her", at all.

Ah. She called herself a "construct" but I don't really know what that means either.

Generally, it means something constructed, like an automaton or perhaps something genetically modified. Those bone creatures reminded me of a construct in some ways. They are hardly natural, after all.

But the that venerable woman calling herself a construct likely is not related to those, in particular. I do wonder what she meant... perhaps I should see if she would speak with me. I have attempted to parse her sayings in the past with some success.

She wasn't very forthcoming, but she seemed to want to help us. Perhaps it will help that she knows you.

Perhaps, though I believe she knows more about many of us than she lets on. It is merely that she can only communicate obliquely... through metaphor and coming at things at an angle.

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