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[molotov]

[Happy April, Paradisa! Molotov is aware that it's April Fool's Day, and she's also aware of the stupid weather, but she has a task that just can't wait.]

[Delivered by ghost this morning, to: Ezio Auditore, Hellboy, Dr. Gregory House, Mark Hunter, Kate Kane, Kermit, Mindy Macready, Corporal Maladict, Cross Marian, Princess Nudge, Spike Spiegel, Damian Wayne, Alleria Windrunner, Sylvanas Windrunner, and Veeresa Windrunner.]
[All of you should have previously received a save the date card. Well, now, in an envelope addressed to you "and guest", you've received this:]



[You know, for all your formal invitation wedding needs.

Inside the envelope, there's an RSVP card, mostly because Molotov is pretty big on traditions. You know, like formalities and proper execution methods. The card literally just says to contact her through the journal. Because Molotov is dumb.

Some of your envelopes might also contain a special, handwritten note! These are mostly chastising, such as telling you to dress properly, to be on your best behavior, etc. Because Molotov is also a bitch.]

[Molotov is actually out in this terrible weather, taking care of her poor bears, making sure they're happy. Once that's done, she just holes up in the reserve's office with Mishka, reading and waiting for the rain to break.]

[ OOC: Open to anyone who might be out in that weather, for whatever reason. TO THE WEDDING INVITEES: feel free to apply whatever bitchy little note might work best for your character, if they got one. Also, the invitations went out regardless of how she feels about each particular person, so you might get attitude when you RSVP >:3 ]

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[molotov]

Da, a network. When you buy things, the information goes to a warehouse, where they keep the goods. The goods are then packaged and shipped to you by a delivery service.

[assassino]

[What is a network... he decides not to ask...]

We have courier services, but I imagine merchants would like being able to order without traveling so extensively. Florence's textiles trade is so prominent that its fabrics make their way across the Ottoman empire.

[molotov]

Now, people in Los Angeles, where I live, can order things from China and have them in a week.

[assassino]

[What.]

In my time it would take years to travel that far...

Do they use those flying machines?

[molotov]

Da, airplanes and trucks. You can even have things sent to you overnight, if you pay enough money.

[assassino]

Your time is so strange. It's hard to believe you can accomplish all those things but cannot stop people from being monsters.

[molotov]

The first time we ever spoke, I told you that you cannot breed human nature out of man.

[assassino]

I know, I know, I remember... it just seems unlikely that there could be things humans are not capable of, in your time.

[molotov]

There are many things we are not capable of yet, that earlier generations thought we would be.

[assassino]

What else, other than changing human nature?

[molotov]

They thought we would have flying cars, and be living in on other planets, and that all of our food would be in pill form, among other things.

[assassino]

I have been told people have been in space, though. Why can't we live on other planets? Surely... [God?] well, surely it is no different from Earth.

[molotov]

Oh, we can go to space. But, at least in my world and my time, we cannot live on other planets because they are so different from Earth. They do not have water, they cannot grow crops, and there is no breathable air.

[assassino]

[He has no idea why he bothers opening up his mouth.]

I don't even know what to make of that.

[molotov]

What about it troubles you?

[Molotov decides this is a good time to flag down someone to take an order. It winds up being a ghost, and she just has it bring two good beers, in bottles, and an order of onion rings.]

[assassino]

[He waits for her to finish ordering, so he's not distracting her. He's honestly glad he knows someone who will entertain all these stupid questions.]

How can air not be breathable?

[molotov]

Because the air on Earth has a specific chemical makeup that allows humans to breathe it. The most important part is oxygen, and that has yet to be found on any other planet.

[assassino]

[He'll pretend that means anything to him.]

I see... what occupies the space if there is no air there?

[molotov]

[Molotov shrugs a little.]

Some other element. I am not a scientist, Ezio. I can only tell you basic things that most modern people should be able to tell you.

[assassino]

Hmm. I suppose I will just wait until the day Leonardo shows up, and have him figure all these things out for me.

[molotov]

[Molotov snorts as their food appears.]

I think it would be beyond even him.

[assassino]

Why? He invented working flying machines hundreds of years before your people did.

[molotov]

First of all, they were not terribly functional, and honestly, brilliant though he may have been, he still lacks much of the basic scientific knowledge that even children in my time possess.

[assassino]

Hey, that piece of shit worked, even if it was impractical! It did the job. I didn't break my neck.

[But hmm.]

I still think he could figure it out.

[molotov]

[Molotov laughs before taking a swig from her beer.]

A piece of shit, you say?