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pythianjudgment) wrote2013-11-02 10:30 pm
pythianjudgment) wrote2013-11-02 10:30 pm
3DD13 MOSTLY
1T W4S 4 PROJ3CT 1 SUGG3ST3D TO H1M WH3N H1S HUSB4ND W4S UNLOST
TO G3T H1M OUT OF TH3 HOUS3 4ND MOV1NG 4G41N
SO 1 TH1NK H3 H4S MOR3 CL41M TO 1T TH4N 1 DO
1T W4S H1S GR13F TOW3R
1 JUST L1K3 CL1MB1NG ON 1T
4ND HOOK1NG MY Z1PL1N3S UP TO 1T
1T W4S 4 PROJ3CT 1 SUGG3ST3D TO H1M WH3N H1S HUSB4ND W4S UNLOST
TO G3T H1M OUT OF TH3 HOUS3 4ND MOV1NG 4G41N
SO 1 TH1NK H3 H4S MOR3 CL41M TO 1T TH4N 1 DO
1T W4S H1S GR13F TOW3R
1 JUST L1K3 CL1MB1NG ON 1T
4ND HOOK1NG MY Z1PL1N3S UP TO 1T
That would explain why he was so upset about it when I wrote to him. Can you talk to him? Let him know that I'm sorry?
[Write in a dual acceptance of the apology so he can get rid of these signs??]
[Write in a dual acceptance of the apology so he can get rid of these signs??]
>:/
N4H
1 TH1NK TH4T 1S SOM3TH1NG TH4T YOU N33D TO T4LK TO H1M YOURS3LF 4BOUT
WH4T 3X4CTLY DO YOU TH1NK 1M GO1NG TO S4Y TO H1M?
H3Y 3DD13
ST3PH3N 1S R34LLY SORRY 4BOUT FUCK1NG UP TH3 TOW3R YOU M4D3 WH3N YOU THOUGHT YOUD N3V3R S33 YOUR HUSB4ND 4G41N
1N F4CT H3 1S SO SORRY TH4T H3 1S 4SK1NG M3 TO T3LL YOU TH4T
1NST34D OF T3LL1NG YOU H1MS3LF
SO YOU W1LL JUST H4V3 TO 1M4G1N3 H1S S1NC3R1TY
S1NC3 H3 1S NOT 4CTU4LLY H3R3
T3LL1NG YOU TH1S
H1MS3LF
>:/
N4H
1 TH1NK TH4T 1S SOM3TH1NG TH4T YOU N33D TO T4LK TO H1M YOURS3LF 4BOUT
WH4T 3X4CTLY DO YOU TH1NK 1M GO1NG TO S4Y TO H1M?
H3Y 3DD13
ST3PH3N 1S R34LLY SORRY 4BOUT FUCK1NG UP TH3 TOW3R YOU M4D3 WH3N YOU THOUGHT YOUD N3V3R S33 YOUR HUSB4ND 4G41N
1N F4CT H3 1S SO SORRY TH4T H3 1S 4SK1NG M3 TO T3LL YOU TH4T
1NST34D OF T3LL1NG YOU H1MS3LF
SO YOU W1LL JUST H4V3 TO 1M4G1N3 H1S S1NC3R1TY
S1NC3 H3 1S NOT 4CTU4LLY H3R3
T3LL1NG YOU TH1S
H1MS3LF
>:/
Edited 2018-04-05 18:13 (UTC)
[Well, it was worth a try.]
He doesn't seem to believe me. You know me better. You can be my character witness.
He doesn't seem to believe me. You know me better. You can be my character witness.
4S 4 CH4R4CT3R W1TN3SS
1 H4V3 W1TN3SS3D MOR3 D1SPL4YS OF 4RROG4NC3 FROM YOU TH4N HUM1L1TY
1 D1ST1NCTLY R3M3MB3R T4CKL1NG YOU THROUGH 4 PORT4L
B3C4US3 YOU WOULD R4TH3R K33P DO1NG WH4T YOU W4NT3D TO DO
R4TH3R TH4N CONS1D3R SOM3ON3 3LS3S PO1NT OF V13W
DONT G3T M3 WRONG
1 L1K3 YOU ON MOST D4YS
4ND 1 4PPR3C14T3 TH3 TH1NGS TH4T YOU H4V3 DON3
BUT 1 4M NOT SUR3 TH4T YOU W4NT M3 TO 4RGU3 ON YOUR B3H4LF
TH3 ONLY R34SON TH4T 1 4M NOT UPS3T 4BOUT TH3 TOW3R
1S B3C4US3 1 DONT 4CTU4LLY C4R3 TH4T MUCH
1F 3DD13 DO3S C4R3
TH3N 1TS NOT ON M3 TO CONV1NC3 H1M NOT TO
1 H4V3 W1TN3SS3D MOR3 D1SPL4YS OF 4RROG4NC3 FROM YOU TH4N HUM1L1TY
1 D1ST1NCTLY R3M3MB3R T4CKL1NG YOU THROUGH 4 PORT4L
B3C4US3 YOU WOULD R4TH3R K33P DO1NG WH4T YOU W4NT3D TO DO
R4TH3R TH4N CONS1D3R SOM3ON3 3LS3S PO1NT OF V13W
DONT G3T M3 WRONG
1 L1K3 YOU ON MOST D4YS
4ND 1 4PPR3C14T3 TH3 TH1NGS TH4T YOU H4V3 DON3
BUT 1 4M NOT SUR3 TH4T YOU W4NT M3 TO 4RGU3 ON YOUR B3H4LF
TH3 ONLY R34SON TH4T 1 4M NOT UPS3T 4BOUT TH3 TOW3R
1S B3C4US3 1 DONT 4CTU4LLY C4R3 TH4T MUCH
1F 3DD13 DO3S C4R3
TH3N 1TS NOT ON M3 TO CONV1NC3 H1M NOT TO
Edited 2018-04-13 21:02 (UTC)
But you're not upset about the tower? It's alright now that it's back?
[Because that's technically one acceptance out of two needed, he's pretty sure.]
[Because that's technically one acceptance out of two needed, he's pretty sure.]
>:/
1 H4V3 TO R34TT4CH 4LL OF MY Z1PL1N3S
WH1CH 1S 4 P41N TO DO
SO TH4NKS FOR TH4T
BUT NO 1 4M NOT TH4T UPS3T
1S TH4T 4LL YOU W4NT3D OUT OF TH1S?
YOUR G3T OUT OF PUN1SHM3NT FR33 C4RD?
1 H4V3 TO R34TT4CH 4LL OF MY Z1PL1N3S
WH1CH 1S 4 P41N TO DO
SO TH4NKS FOR TH4T
BUT NO 1 4M NOT TH4T UPS3T
1S TH4T 4LL YOU W4NT3D OUT OF TH1S?
YOUR G3T OUT OF PUN1SHM3NT FR33 C4RD?
Edited 2018-05-20 22:16 (UTC)
[Any reply he could make to that would be incriminating, so he simply doesn't reply further.]
While Ally might be interested in helping these sickly rabbits, she's also very interested in not getting sick herself. Nevertheless, she finds herself on the moon venture anyway--if only because she wants to check this place out. It's probably fine if she sticks only to the non-quarantined areas, right?
So the Marketplace it is.
She's browsing the wares on display, leaning close and sniffing at the moon rocks and other weird things for barter--when she smells a familiar person nearby...
So the Marketplace it is.
She's browsing the wares on display, leaning close and sniffing at the moon rocks and other weird things for barter--when she smells a familiar person nearby...
This is stupid. This is a terrible idea. Leaving her alone? Now? With Justin to boot? Oh hell what is he doing.
Nearly vibrating with nerves in the middle of some fever-dream moon-rabbit marketplace scouting out for gifts. He's jumpy, and there's a nervous tap to his fingers whenever he's close enough to anything else. He glances off, repeatedly in the direction he left Mom and gets disproportionately frustrated with the rabbits.
He doesn't even notice her, not at first. Not until she's close enough he hears her sniffling and his eyes go sharp on her, far less human in the moment.
Nearly vibrating with nerves in the middle of some fever-dream moon-rabbit marketplace scouting out for gifts. He's jumpy, and there's a nervous tap to his fingers whenever he's close enough to anything else. He glances off, repeatedly in the direction he left Mom and gets disproportionately frustrated with the rabbits.
He doesn't even notice her, not at first. Not until she's close enough he hears her sniffling and his eyes go sharp on her, far less human in the moment.
The sharpness of the look he gives her doesn't seem to bother her much, being significantly sharp and inhuman herself. It certainly doesn't get her to buzz off and mind her own business, so she hopes that's not what the look is for.
"They're a lot more negotiable if you have something to barter with," she informs him, gesturing vaguely to the little rabbit he's currently accosting. He seems skittish from what she can tell, like there's something that's got him spooked, and she's not keen on just leaving him to wander the stalls like that.
"They're a lot more negotiable if you have something to barter with," she informs him, gesturing vaguely to the little rabbit he's currently accosting. He seems skittish from what she can tell, like there's something that's got him spooked, and she's not keen on just leaving him to wander the stalls like that.
His eyes narrow just a little, on her approach. He would expect his very presence would get people to buzz off and mind their own business but it seems this place is intent on repeatedly proving that's not the case.
He looks from her, back to the rabbit, then pushes back from the table, turning like he doesn't really care whatever it is he was bartering for. "Whatever. I could probably find something better than this anyway." He glances. "What are you doing here?"
He looks from her, back to the rabbit, then pushes back from the table, turning like he doesn't really care whatever it is he was bartering for. "Whatever. I could probably find something better than this anyway." He glances. "What are you doing here?"
"Same thing everyone else is doing here." She gestures around to the market, though there doesn't seem to be any specific people nearby. "Investigating. Browsing the wares until we're allowed to poke our noses into these rabbits' collective businesses."
He acts like he doesn't care about the wares, though the poor hassled rabbit looks like he might be better off for not having to haggle with this guy. "Are you looking for something in particular?"
He acts like he doesn't care about the wares, though the poor hassled rabbit looks like he might be better off for not having to haggle with this guy. "Are you looking for something in particular?"
He frowns. It's a fair enough reason that he can't really say anything on the matter, like telling her to screw off. She doesn't want anything from him. They just happen to be in the same place.
Still, he doesn't look happy about the question.
"Yes. No. I don't know." He grumbles, "A gift, I guess..."
He doesn't sound superbly confident in this either.
Still, he doesn't look happy about the question.
"Yes. No. I don't know." He grumbles, "A gift, I guess..."
He doesn't sound superbly confident in this either.
"A gift. You guess?" She repeats his uncertainty back to him. How do you not know if you're looking for a gift or not? Maybe if you're unsure about whether the gift would be appreciated or not. She bites down on any urge to tease him and instead tries for the more straight forward approach.
"Who is this maybe gift for?"
"Who is this maybe gift for?"
He doesn't repeat himself. He just scowls further, waiting for mockery or whatever might be on her mind. That she doesn't do that gives her that little bit of leeway's worth of getting a response from him.
If still a muttered one.
"My... Mother. Sort of."
If still a muttered one.
"My... Mother. Sort of."
She almost decides to let that one go, but her curiosity wins out in the end. She can't not ask when he's giving such a reluctantly awkward answer.
"...How can someone 'sort of' be your mother? Isn't that usually pretty straight forward with human--like creatures?" She catches herself at the end, tacking on a broader scope than just the 'humans' she was going to reference.
"...How can someone 'sort of' be your mother? Isn't that usually pretty straight forward with human--like creatures?" She catches herself at the end, tacking on a broader scope than just the 'humans' she was going to reference.
He's looking away as she starts, not really wanting to detail this today, only to glance back as she catches herself. He could almost laugh at that, in another time. Unfortunately, he's still got to deal with all this.
"I don't have a very straight forward existence," He says. "She is my Mom, but I'm not her Son. That's how it's 'sort of'."
"I don't have a very straight forward existence," He says. "She is my Mom, but I'm not her Son. That's how it's 'sort of'."
She really tries for a moment to figure that one out. She's his mom, but he's not her son. How does that work? She might have guessed that maybe it had something to do with strange genetics--or maybe a cultural thing, like with her society? But neither of those make sense, and moreover, he admits to his existence being unusual.
"...I can't say I understand, but--it's whatever. Probably not any weirder than the familial units I'm used to." And she doesn't need to understand in order to offer her assistance. "Do you want some help? Figuring out a maybe gift for your sort of mom?"
"...I can't say I understand, but--it's whatever. Probably not any weirder than the familial units I'm used to." And she doesn't need to understand in order to offer her assistance. "Do you want some help? Figuring out a maybe gift for your sort of mom?"
There's a twinge of curiosity. He almost asks. But no, he doesn't want to know about a bunch of other people's family situations. That will do nothing for him.
The offer on the other hand gets an immediate reaction. "No." He scoffs. "I..." He looks back to the table and all it's offerings that mean nothing to him. "I can do this myself."
The offer on the other hand gets an immediate reaction. "No." He scoffs. "I..." He looks back to the table and all it's offerings that mean nothing to him. "I can do this myself."
Edited 2018-07-23 23:18 (UTC)
His words do not inspire confidence, but at the same time, she can't fault him for wanting the gift to be something personal. This is the first person that she's heard him talk about with any sort of interest, so it must be pretty important.
"Here..." She reaches into a pocket, withdrawing a few hemp bracelets with colorful shells on them. She pulls one apart from the others and offers it out to him. "If you find something you want to get, barter with this. It'll give you an edge. They love stuff from the village, so don't let them haggle you down."
"Here..." She reaches into a pocket, withdrawing a few hemp bracelets with colorful shells on them. She pulls one apart from the others and offers it out to him. "If you find something you want to get, barter with this. It'll give you an edge. They love stuff from the village, so don't let them haggle you down."
He looks from the bracelet, to her, down again and back up, brow rising. "Were you just carrying a bunch of shell bracelets?"
But he does reach out to take it, letting lay sad and limp in his own hand. He really doesn't have anything better. Or rather, anything at all.
He wonders if she'd like a shell bracelet...
But he does reach out to take it, letting lay sad and limp in his own hand. He really doesn't have anything better. Or rather, anything at all.
He wonders if she'd like a shell bracelet...
He looks perplexed at the bracelet, which almost makes him kinda cute, if she didn't know any better. It's a shame his attitude ruins that most of the time.
"Yeah? I make them. Find the shells on the beach, make the cord myself. I use them to barter sometimes, so it doesn't hurt to keep a few on hand."
"Yeah? I make them. Find the shells on the beach, make the cord myself. I use them to barter sometimes, so it doesn't hurt to keep a few on hand."
Oh, right, this place has no currency. Never really needing to buy anything, he hasn't had much cause to remember that.
He runs his thumb over the shell, thinking. Then asks, "What kind of things do you barter them for?" He really doesn't have anything, but the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks throwing a shell bracelet in with whatever he finds might have some worth to Mom.
He runs his thumb over the shell, thinking. Then asks, "What kind of things do you barter them for?" He really doesn't have anything, but the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks throwing a shell bracelet in with whatever he finds might have some worth to Mom.
She shrugs, taking note of the way he seems to be thinking about something. She half wonders if she should fish out more of them.
"Whatever I happen to need. Food, knick-knacks... It's kinda hit or miss since they don't have any practical use. They're just pretty. But sometimes people like things that don't have any practicality. Not everything we do here has to be for survival."
"Whatever I happen to need. Food, knick-knacks... It's kinda hit or miss since they don't have any practical use. They're just pretty. But sometimes people like things that don't have any practicality. Not everything we do here has to be for survival."
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