[ twenty-first, so close. obviously still miles away, but you know. they're getting there. ]

It's when you make a home where the environment's not really meant for you. Grow things, get a livable atmosphere going. That's the gist of it anyways, I'm not really a scientist or anything.

[ but yeah. make a home. that's why people started in on mars, right? to explore the unknown, to make something out of it, a new home with bright and shining buildings that mirrored the ones that were on earth once upon a time. a mixture of old and new, a curio case half-caught in time and half-hurtling forward towards the future--neon and old Mars-dust brick.

--robotic components

juno almost instinctively reaches up and touches the space just below his eye a second, pressing down a little, feeling the soft hum of the theia on standby, simple visual mode barely whirring under his touch. ]

Lost my eye a while back, so I got a new one, full on pirate wasn't for me. It's about as robot as I get. [ though really, he can't believe it. magic? you're joking... ]

What about you? You said you've got... magic back home? Got any hocus pocus yourself? Rabbits out of hats? Sawing people in half?