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The Train to STE Meme (SPOILERS for canon deaths)

You know those Train to the Afterlife memes? In STE the canon versions of all our characters are dead. What if there was a train bearing their spirits on to reincarnation here?

This is a meme where canon versions of the characters can interact. They all know they're dead. They may or may not remember just how they died, or how they got to be on this particular train. Doesn't matter if they'll be born decades apart - that just means some people disembark a little earlier than others. Go over brochures about what your new incarnation will be like, spontaneously turn or be human, try the snack cart, fail to convince the friendly but very busy conductor to give you a transfer, or simply chat.

You just can't stop the train, or leave it. Not yet.

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[ There's only so long that you can keep dodging bullets before eventually one of them ends up getting you (though in this case, that "bullet" might've been just a little metaphorical... it's a little ambiguous). But, Garrus likes to think that he's lived a pretty good life. A little rough around the edges at times, sure... but overall... it's been a good ride.

It was just too bad that it looks like he won't be able to keep a promise to a certain someone.

At the moment, however, he's not dwelling too much on that. Instead, he's eyeing one of the snack trays. ]

So... those snacks. Do you think they have any that are dextro-based?

[ Because you know... he doesn't want to... extra die. ]

[Not knowing if humans even make chocolate-covered coffee beans, Yuuya has strutted over to get some to peck up while he has a chance.]

Hmm? What, like dextrose?

Dextro-amino acids. There's a lot of humans around here, so I just assumed...

[ And okay, he's not the most familiar with Earth animals but considering that certain (somewhat racist) humans seemed to like to call his species that... ]

You're... a "bird", aren't you?

[ ...He was pretty sure humans were the only Earth species capable of intelligent speech. ]

ah, I'm afraid the term doesn't sound familiar.

[Yuuya cocks his head up at the odd-looking stranger.]

That's right! A pigeon, in fact. And you must be?

It's a difference on the protein level. See, humans are based on levo-amino acids, and if a dextro-based species like me eats any of their food, there's a chance that I could get a pretty nasty allergic reaction. So it's kinda like... [ how does that human saying go? ] playing roulette with Russians.

[ He glances down at the pigeon, staring at him with a lot of curiosity (and also trying to see the resemblance between the two of them). ]

Turian. We're a from few star systems away from Earth. Though, I don't remember any of the "birds" on Earth being able to talk...

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[Henry would answer that question with words, if it weren't for the fact he's still trying to wrap his head around being dead.

Guess it was only a matter of time before he snuffed it. What with nearly dying several times already. So when the big alien guy asks about the snacks he just gives a shrug.]

Why does that matter? We're dead.

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[ A twinge of sadness goes through Garrus when he sees the kid. Death was a fact of life, sure, but it still seemed so unfair (even though he knew so many kids had died during the Reaper wars). ]

Maybe, but there's still a chance that you could wind up extra-dead, or with an endless allergic reaction, and neither of those sound like much fun to me, personally.

[This guy was sure taking the whole death thing so light heartedly.

...Not to mention he kind of looked like some kind of bug.

Eh. His therapist was a cricket.]

Maybe it'll say in the ingredients list? Whatever dextros is stuff is.

[But, Henry's just staring at Garrus for a moment looking him over.]

So, you're some kind of alien, right? [This obvious question was at least taking his mind off the whole dead thing.]

If it's human food, it's a no-go.

[ A sigh. He'd lived a long and good life, but he still wasn't quite sure if he was ready to go. But, no sense in upsetting the kid, right. ]

I'm a turian. But, the whole "alien" thing kinda depends on how you look at it, doesn't it? Because from my perspective, it's all you humans that are aliens.

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[Mordin smiles amusedly.]

Don't think you can experience anaphylactic shock after dying.

You can never be too careful. Besides, this might be the last time I ever get to have a dextro-based meal again.

[ Garrus' mandibles flare slightly. Now here's someone he hadn't expected to see again. But hey... it's the afterlife, and the afterlife does what it does... or something like that. ]

It's good to see you again, Mordin. Been here long?

[ The Genophage cure, the Reapers... all of that had been years ago.

But again, who the hell actually knew how the afterlife worked? ]

Hard to tell. Sense of time feels - [inhale] - off.

Thoughts on new task? Humanity will be interesting perspective.

The Gehophage cure worked.

[ He feels sorta like he owes it to him to mention that. ]

Wrex and Eve named their first kid after you and everything.

[ As for that... other thing. He'd been avoiding thinking too much about it. ]

I don't know. Five fingers are a lot to keep track of. And then there's the hair. It seems like it'll be more messy than anything.

[ He's definitely not mentioning how he's basically going back to C-Sec, and he's going to be happy about it. ]

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[Jin's been around the block a few times, so he's seen aliens and other weird shit before. However, this guy's more than he bargained for.]

Woah, can I ask if you're a robot or an alien? Or is that rude. Well, I'm dead so I don't exactly care. So, are you?

[ A few decades (give or take) ago, he might've been really offended by the "robot" question. But now, it's really not that big of a deal. ]

I'm an organic. And a turian. Which, I guess with all the humans around here, would make me the "alien" in this equation.

Oh, okay. I figured as much, didn't mean to offend you with the whole alien thing. I guess we're all aliens to somebody. You're standing there all, man humans and their floppy mouths and shit, ew.

[He tries to be flippant but he's really interested.]

So most of that stuff is armor and whatnot, huh. Lotta hardware. I only asked the robot question cos I'm a robotics engineering genius. So if you were a robot you were one that was way advanced compared to what I know, and I'd have to ask you about yourself.

Hell, I can still ask you about yourself as a turian. We got all the time in the world, here, what's your story?

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[His first instinct when he sees something so distinctly inhuman is to assume a Hollow, but the facial features don't bear up to that. Nor does the fact that the . . . whatever it is seems more intent on actual food than attempting to devour him. So he relaxes. Marginally. Though he has to wonder at the question, and he hopes this doesn't make him sound ignorant. Because he is no fool, damn it.]

What-based?

[ Was that another human kid? No, the hair colour was definitely all wrong, and he knew from experience that was normally found on much older humans. But... he looked so young...

...For good measure, he'll split the difference and go with "middle aged". ]

Dextro-based. Humans and their food are based on levo-proteins. Turians— that's my species, we're based on dextro proteins.

[ a pause ]

Though, I guess since I'm technically dead, it might not even matter.

[... Yes, he doesn't really get most of that. The specifics, that is. The generality that this person needs food that's different on a base level than that of what humans need . . . well that comes across well enough. He's not an idiot.

[So he'll move on. To something he at least has an idea about.] It may or may not. Some souls require additional sustenance; others don't. Whether that's changed here, I've yet to determine.

[Yuri is leaning over one of them, eyeing the food curiously.]

I wonder how much the contents matter.

Or how long they've actually been sitting here.

[ Spirits, he hadn't even considered that. ]

Do you think food could go bad in the afterlife?

[An adjustment of her glasses, and Yuri steps back a bit.]

Where does food even come from in the aferlife? Or do we even need it?

[No, talking casually to the alien somehow doesn't make her miss much of a beat. She's seen some strange stuff, man. At least you're cordial.]

[Kotetsu would probably be a lot more alarmed at Garrus if there weren't a couple of pictures in that brochure telling him they were going to be friends in their next life, but there's a big difference between seeing a picture and seeing the real deal in person. Do excuse him for staring a little.

Oh right, a question was asked. Too bad Kotetsu doesn't know the answer to it.]

...Uhhh. I've got no idea what that is, but maybe you could ask Bunny? He's around here, somewhere...

[ Garrus is getting used to the starring, but it still makes him feel strange about how many of these humans have never seen a turian before. ]

"Bunny"? Now, I might be totally off-base with this but, isn't that a fluffy Earth animal? And... aren't they kinda... not able to talk?

[ Or, it could be a codename, he supposes. But, that definitely wasn't the best codename he'd ever heard, if that was the case. ]

I'm guessing you haven't seen a turian before either, huh?

[Blinkblink. Blink.]

Oh! Ohhh, no, no, Bunny is what I call my partner. Though it did start as a rabbit joke.

...Aaaaand no, I haven't. Kinda the first time I've even heard of one, actually.

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