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GAL FRIDAY:
THE CAPTAIN:
unless he likes you then it's more like
PIRATE JENNY GUABANCEX JENNY:
THE CAPTAIN:
unless he likes you then it's more like
Do I need to zap you again.
You know, even lab rats figure it out after the first time.
You know, even lab rats figure it out after the first time.
How am I supposed to know? I barely understand any of this to begin with. This is the blind leading the blind.
"I see."
Her hands are so cold.
"Was it specific to the situation, then?"
Her hands are so cold.
"Was it specific to the situation, then?"
[his head dips forward slightly as he imitates a sigh.]
It caught me by surprise, too. If I'd known it was possible, I would've told you. Nobody's come to bother you over it, have they?
It caught me by surprise, too. If I'd known it was possible, I would've told you. Nobody's come to bother you over it, have they?
[he can't stay, but that doesn't mean he isn't going to take his time getting out of here. once the Captain is on the couch, he pulls a comfortable pillow from nowhere at all and sets it on his lap.]
Let me guess, there's no discernable pattern as to what causes which memories to become... whatever they become.
[pats the pillow. c'mon, you know you want to.]
Let me guess, there's no discernable pattern as to what causes which memories to become... whatever they become.
[pats the pillow. c'mon, you know you want to.]
Um... [ Fio looks at the ground, then back up. There's nothing there? Somehow that feels worse than when he was looking at her. Mild panic sets in, an old memory of having a gift rejected beginning to resurface. For a second, she nearly withdraws her hand...
It's not like he told her no. Yet? She tells herself not to give up. And not to cry if he does refuse. The package remains held out. ]
Y-you can have this! [ Raises the present a little higher, as if to say, "here, please take it." ] I made a gift for you.
It's not like he told her no. Yet? She tells herself not to give up. And not to cry if he does refuse. The package remains held out. ]
Y-you can have this! [ Raises the present a little higher, as if to say, "here, please take it." ] I made a gift for you.
They were... very extenuating circumstances.
[his fingers continue their antsy movements for a bit longer... then, he reaches out one hand and just sorta. puts his hand on the package.
...]
... Thank. You. [this has caused him actual physical pain.]
...]
... Thank. You. [this has caused him actual physical pain.]
"Yes."
For a moment she considers leaving it at that, but --
"I think most of us didn't grasp, at the time, what we were meant to be grateful for. And it would be quite understandable if you were in no mood to explain."
For a moment she considers leaving it at that, but --
"I think most of us didn't grasp, at the time, what we were meant to be grateful for. And it would be quite understandable if you were in no mood to explain."
[his lips draw into a thin line.]
I. Did. And none of you listened. As per usual.
I. Did. And none of you listened. As per usual.
[he's just gonna decide it's the first one. fuck it!]
Okay cool. 'Cos uh, kind of a bummer when it isn't, y'know? Totally drags the whole vibe down. So put a pin in maybe Disneyland or like, even Six Flags would be good. Hell, I'd take a visit to Dollyland...
[but a carnival works, so good enough.]
Anyway, okay, the other thing. I got a really good fuckin' idea thanks to my best bro Pratt and basically: I wanna like, play music for people over the PA system. You know, like a radio station. Maybe take requests. Give life advice, announce big goings on, that kinda thing.
Okay cool. 'Cos uh, kind of a bummer when it isn't, y'know? Totally drags the whole vibe down. So put a pin in maybe Disneyland or like, even Six Flags would be good. Hell, I'd take a visit to Dollyland...
[but a carnival works, so good enough.]
Anyway, okay, the other thing. I got a really good fuckin' idea thanks to my best bro Pratt and basically: I wanna like, play music for people over the PA system. You know, like a radio station. Maybe take requests. Give life advice, announce big goings on, that kinda thing.
I can imagine there's plenty to keep them distracted. That's fine. [let them panic, he's got work to do.]
The second thing... You're the one who wrote the welcome letter new passengers receive, correct?
The second thing... You're the one who wrote the welcome letter new passengers receive, correct?
[she starts, but doesn't jump - just the natural reaction to someone suddenly appearing near when you aren't expecting them to come from that direction.]
My apologies, then - in the future, I'll just call out.
[at least she's not banging on it and yelling what the fuck is going on? small mercies in life.]
I wanted to ask, have you ever heard of a reading circle?
My apologies, then - in the future, I'll just call out.
[at least she's not banging on it and yelling what the fuck is going on? small mercies in life.]
I wanted to ask, have you ever heard of a reading circle?
[He really is taking it well, huh. Jack shrugs his shoulder.]
If I had to - literally force myself to do something, I know I'd be a mess afterwards.
[And hey, with that said, he opens up his own fresh twinkie and gets to work on it.]
If I had to - literally force myself to do something, I know I'd be a mess afterwards.
[And hey, with that said, he opens up his own fresh twinkie and gets to work on it.]
Sure. Fine. Thanks, Friday.
[ Huffs, in equal parts annoyance and defeat. All this endeavour has highlighted is how incomplete she is without her Geist, how lonely it is in her head. But that's... not technically Friday's fault, she guesses. Ugh. Darcy's totally that asshole who yelled at a helpdesk person for not being able to help her. ]
I'm not telling anyone, don't worry.
[ Huffs, in equal parts annoyance and defeat. All this endeavour has highlighted is how incomplete she is without her Geist, how lonely it is in her head. But that's... not technically Friday's fault, she guesses. Ugh. Darcy's totally that asshole who yelled at a helpdesk person for not being able to help her. ]
I'm not telling anyone, don't worry.
[ ...........urgently: ]
Friday, don't-- I-I-- just please answer the question.
Friday, don't-- I-I-- just please answer the question.
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Cassandra opens her mouth, closes it, drops her gaze. "Of course. My apologies."
This is not -- and there may never be -- a good time for going into the difference between referring to and explaining, she feels.
This is not -- and there may never be -- a good time for going into the difference between referring to and explaining, she feels.
Do you want a new piece of paper?
[At least he's interested in continuing. She quickly thinks through what simple things she can show him. Anything living is out of the question.]
I can show you how to draw a sailboat, or perhaps a house? Unless there is something specific you want to draw?
[At least he's interested in continuing. She quickly thinks through what simple things she can show him. Anything living is out of the question.]
I can show you how to draw a sailboat, or perhaps a house? Unless there is something specific you want to draw?
...You're welcome.
[ She makes an attempt to smile, still visibly nervous. Awkward. She tries to gradually ease her breathing. No amount of speech practice in front of a bunch of silent stuffed animals could have prepared her enough for this...
A moment of hesitation, then very lightly, she pushes the package against his hand to urge him to take it. ]
You can open it now, if you want.
[ Because inside, there's a little conch shell with a pin glued to it if he does! ]
[ She makes an attempt to smile, still visibly nervous. Awkward. She tries to gradually ease her breathing. No amount of speech practice in front of a bunch of silent stuffed animals could have prepared her enough for this...
A moment of hesitation, then very lightly, she pushes the package against his hand to urge him to take it. ]
You can open it now, if you want.
[ Because inside, there's a little conch shell with a pin glued to it if he does! ]
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