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[stickupherforehead]

Who: Pearl and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 6/19 till shuffle

[sleeping Pearl kinda looks dead. If anything, it's probably because she's not moving at all. Or breathing, for that matter. And when she regains consciousness, it's all at once. No gradual waking up for her.

In fact, as soon as her eyes pop open, she's scrambling out of the bed, getting tangled in the bedsheets, and falling onto the floor right onto her face with a loud thud.

A hissing intake of breath, and then Pearl is turning around and staring in surprise at...the bed.]

Sleeping? But that's not...I've never -

[and then she finally sees the giant windows and more importantly, the fact that she's in space. Oh and also that she's probably been kidnapped or something like that.

..............]

GARNET! AMETHYST!!!

[and she's tearing off the bedsheets and scrambling to her feet. Don't hyperventilate. Stay calm. Don't freak out. This doesn't look like Gem based technology. Then again, she barely knows what modern Gem technology looks like. But, but it could also be some completely unknown alien species who had somehow kidnapped her and taken her hostage and of which she knows absolutely nothing about!!

.....] STEVEN!!

Comments

[stickupherforehead]

Well, sometimes they talk and roll around a bit, but they're hardly responding to any outside stimuli.

[pirasea]

Really? How odd. I've never had any trouble getting someone to respond to my stimuli.

[Shut up, Isabela. You know that's not the kind of sleeping she's talking about.]

[stickupherforehead]

I suppose it's not too hard if the stimulus is large enough, but...

[that's just a shrug] Perhaps you'll have to show me someday.

[humans are so strange. Maybe she's doing it wrong.]

[pirasea]

My dear, I would be delighted to. Perhaps when you get off the Marsiva.

[Speaking of...] Has anyone told you what's happening yet?

[Hopefully, because helpful is not a skill that comes naturally to her.]

[stickupherforehead]

[yup, Pearl has no idea what that was about.]

Hmmm. I've heard that Atroma is the enemy, that they've seem to have taken quite a lot of humans, and that there's at least one other ship called the First Breath.

[pirasea]

There's quite a few other ships. Once you get assigned to one of them you'll have at least a little more freedom.

[Not that she sounds especially impressed by that.]

It's not just humans here, though we do seem to be their favoured race. There are elves here, there's been at least one dwarf... though I must say I've never seen anyone like you around. I'm sure I'd remember that.

[stickupherforehead]

I'm Pearl, a Crystal Gem. [that would explain the thing in her forehead.

Either way:] That's odd. I've never heard of anybody taking such great interest in humans themselves. [other than the resources of their planet.

Also she's assuming these elves and dwarves are other aliens.]

[pirasea]

Isabela. Human.

I suspect it's aethetics. If you're going to watch someone it may as well be someone you enjoy looking at. Perhaps those we're supposed be entertaining simply like our appearance.

[stickupherforehead]

...is it? I've always thought that humans oozed too much mucus and various liquids.

[pirasea]

No more than any other race I've encountered.

Don't you?

[stickupherforehead]

Only as occasions warrant. [like crying, oops.] But for the most part, I'd have to say no.

[pirasea]

So do we, my dear. We don't go spilling our liquids just because we feel like it.

[A thoughtful pause.] Well, perhaps with some of them.

[stickupherforehead]

[blink]

What do you mean? I was under the impression most of your biological functions are involuntary. [that's a shudder. So gross.]

[pirasea]

Usually, but there are certain ones that can be enjoyable to... encourage, shall we say.

[Don't ask, Pearl. Really. Just stop talking to her at all.]

[stickupherforehead]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[Pearl doesn't know any better, unfortunately. Maybe Fenris can explain some things.]

[pirasea]

Really? Surely you must have at least one bodily function you gain pleasure from.

[stickupherforehead]

[.........does fusion count? Either way, she can't stop that blush from rising to her cheeks even when she crosses her arms adamantly.]

None that involves liquids.

[pirasea]

[Oh, now there's a reaction she can appreciate. She grins wolfishly. ]

How unusual. You'll have to show me. I always do enjoy learning new things.

[stickupherforehead]

[she sees that grin and she's starting to wonder what she's getting into.] Fusion is impossible for a human.

[welllll] With a full Gem, at any rate.

[pirasea]

Is it? Pity. If your face is anything to go by it sounds like a worthwhile experience to say the least.

[She looks her over. ] I don't suppose you're only part gem?

[stickupherforehead]

[she is flushing again and looking scandalized]

Of course I am! And you don't even know what it is!

[pirasea]

I don't need to. That blush of yours tells me everything. At least what's important.

[stickupherforehead]

I am not! [she still is] And it's merely a means to an end.

[pirasea]

Well, of course. That doesn't mean to say the build up can't be enjoyable. Otherwise what would the point be?

[stickupherforehead]

[gah. Why is she still talking about this?]

There can be a sense of...anticipation, but that really depends on the situation. [and the other party]