HMS Surprise Network

So, um. . .if the date Suri puts on our communication thingy is accurate, today would technically have been my wedding anniversary.

Not that it matters, I suppose, since there's not technically a universe left where it happened, so. . .

Is the bar still standing? Or was that one of the things that got damaged when we got hit with the space junk?

So, I was playing around in the Library today. Spoiler alert! I know who Lana's baby daddy is. I wish there'd been a pool. I would have made BANK. Either way, in the process. I think I found my spirit animal.

Seriously.
Look at
it's stupid
face
I need twenty.

So. . .um. Out of curiosity, how exactly do you all deal with it when it sort of hits you that everything you knew has just. . .puffed out of existence.

Cause I think I'm having a moment here. Is there like a counseling service or just. . drinking?

So, I don't know how long it's been here. But Suri seems to have added in a dog park. Or something resembling a dog park anyway. Emma certainly seems to like it.

I wonder what else has popped up that we haven't noticed.

And why Suri doesn't send out like. . .messages or something about it when she does. Nothing like going where you think there was a loo and find a skating rink. Which I haven't found yet. But who knows.

[Filtered to Norman]

Get some popcorn. We need to watch this.

I predict drunken quoting in my future.

So, there's about three dozen chocolate oatmeal cookies in the mess hall if anyone's interested.

I got bored and since it seemed to amuse Suri to have me explaining to her how to bake cookies, that's what we did this. . .afternoon.

Seriously, guys. Come eat some of these. I don't want to have to start going to the gym.

Is it just me or are things extra quiet around here lately?

To get out of this weird feelin' we seem to be in, I'm throwin' a party. Why? Because my room was re-done. OK, so the party itself won't be in my room. But hey, it's as good of a reason as any to throw a party, yeah?

I'm proposin' we throw it in the observatory. Mainly 'cause that's just my favorite place on this hunk of metal. I'll bring booze and cigs. Either you show and drink and have fun with me, or I end up drinkin' it all by myself and wind up drunk-network textin' you bitches late into the night until you turn off your devices.

You're choice.

So fun fact - we actually have fewer rooms and decks than we did when we started out.

I'm not sure what that means, but speculation is the spice of life.

So, I just tried Turkish Delight for the first time.

It was good. Not 'sell out my family to the White Witch' good, but it was okay.

I don't get it. . . .

Here's to hoping the next planet we land on's light on the me wanting to punch things. So not a space station fan.

I mean, I didn't even get a new pair of shoes, how is that fair?

I'm limiting myself to getting one of those cinnamon pecan rolls once a week. If I don't, I'll eat them every day and never work it all off. I've also fallen off my exercise routine here. There's got to be a gym on board the ship, hasn't there? I suppose I could always run through the halls, too. After I get a music player of some sort.

What does everyone around here do for fun?

Onwards and forwards, isn't it? Fascinating space station just brimming with life! I love it! Can't wait to see the next place on the agenda. Well, I can, but I don't want to. Suppose the downtime gives me more of a chance to focus on repairing the bigger picture here. All those little backwards breadcrumbs that need retracing! Big project with a capital 'B' as it starts off the sentence and affords it more emphasis. Very important textually speaking!

Anyway, how are you enjoying the repaired Surprise? Looks brilliant! Loads of things to be discovered! Suppose I can't say the vessel wasn't aptly named in the end.

Martha
Never did ask. How is old Knox recovering? Should I come in to see him, or have you and the doctors let him be released?

Meg
I had a chat with a friend not long ago. She mentioned you, said you'd encountered reapers. Given that we're from different universes, I must confess I am quite curious as to what they were like. Would you mind enlightening me a bit?

I think I've gotten lost. It's a ship, so you'd think there'd only be so far I could wander before being through it all. But it's been several hours now, and I think I've ended up down in the engine area. At least, it's big and there's a lot of metal.

I'm not sure how I got in. Some stairs or an elevator would be helpful right about now, though.

...So I looked through one of the cat flaps Suri apparently installed. I wouldn't recommend it.

And we apparently have an atrium now. At least I think that's the word.

There's a lot of apparently's. But we have a place to grow fresh vegetables. Maybe.

I TOLD Rhiannon those brownies tasted funny. Damn. So, is this like. . .an elaborate joke or a hallucination. I've got some stuff to do, so if someone could just tell me where I can get off of this. . .ship or how I can stop tripping balls, that'd be great. Yeah. . .

[Private to Dean]
We can speak here.

[Filtered to Anna]

Just as a heads-up. At least one of the Winchesters is here. Watch yourself.

I've spent some interesting times in interesting places in my over 2,300 years travels, but I reckon that station had its fair share of experiences all on its own.

Has anyone noticed anything different since we left there?

Guess this ship ain't such a bad place. Lot bigger than I expected, from what I was in last time I traveled anywhere. Just heading for the mess hall, anyone got any tips?

So, Suri, is this where I say hi, and thanks? Kinda figured I was heading to another place from where I was. Nice to know you thought my ass was worth saving.