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[nothinglikefather]

Ladies, Gents and Qubit:

If you happen to find neatly folded trousers tucked away in corners around the place, leave them alone.

It's important they stay where they are in case of emergencies.

If you take them and don't replace them I will know and you will regret it.

And if you do see a tall, naked, handsome man looking for said trousers: Do not touch.

Comments

[nothinglikefather]

Yeah, that probably ruins the ambiance of home a bit.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Yeah.

Though I'd like this place a little better if we weren't being kept from certain doom by a big glass dome that could be shattered. That's not exactly confidence boosting.

[nothinglikefather]

There's almost certainly a way out and somewhere else to go. That City on the horizon? We just need to work out how to get there.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Oh sure we can leave, but there's not really air out there? I dunno about you but I don't want to grow a couple more arms due to radiation either.

[nothinglikefather]

That's for the scientists to work out. I'm just saying if they got a move on with it, we could probably go before Christmas.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Two scientists against the world huh? No pressure or anything.

[nothinglikefather]

Just against radiation. Tell them to pull their fingers out.