"People here tell me there's a dimensional portal involved, and that it can open in just about any doorway or gate we step through," Ellen says. "Some people tell me magic, but... you know, dimensional portals sound like something out of a comic book but at least they kind of make sense. And at least there are people who understand them, sort of."
In an effort to at least help a bit with the size difference, Ellen takes the opportunity to climb up on a table. "I'm being trained as a military chaplain," she says, "so right now I'm studying the prayers and philosophy of the Brotherhood of Steel. Other times it's more scientific stuff, like getting some of the technology of my world's past to work again. There's a roooooo....."
She trails off before she can finish the words 'robot factory', realizing that that's probably not a polite thing to refer to, all things considered.
"A factory back home that hasn't worked in two hundred years," she says instead. "I'm trying to figure out how to get its power needs supplied so that I might be able to revive it if I can get the machines inside repaired somehow."
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In an effort to at least help a bit with the size difference, Ellen takes the opportunity to climb up on a table. "I'm being trained as a military chaplain," she says, "so right now I'm studying the prayers and philosophy of the Brotherhood of Steel. Other times it's more scientific stuff, like getting some of the technology of my world's past to work again. There's a roooooo....."
She trails off before she can finish the words 'robot factory', realizing that that's probably not a polite thing to refer to, all things considered.
"A factory back home that hasn't worked in two hundred years," she says instead. "I'm trying to figure out how to get its power needs supplied so that I might be able to revive it if I can get the machines inside repaired somehow."