henry (
carreau) wrote in
driftfleet2014-12-02 06:18 pm
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mingle post? mingle post. MINGLE POST!!
Who: you
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.
[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.
Just comment and tag around. ]
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.
[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.
Just comment and tag around. ]

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Goodness... that is dire.
[then, he works his fingers into the splitting panel of legbone and pulls. it doesn't shatter like bird bones usually do, but cracks nicely down the length of it.
and he just quietly passes her a shard, complete with soft marrow for something more or less toothless to enjoy.]
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So, how are things with you?
[as she quietly... sucks on the bone shard.]
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Uncomfortable, generally. [it's the easiest way to sum everything up.]
This place almost makes me miss the tower.
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Really? I would have totally thought the opposite.
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Oh? And why's that?
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[she turns back to her bone, shrugging.]
But... Then again, I guess it's also cramped and isolated and... weird, too.
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[he can't really argue any of her points, and that leaves him thoughtful. and gnawing on bones always help him think.]
The tower was empty, but there was an entire city there. And I had such a nice room...
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Yeah. I miss my bone collection. I don't think I could really keep a bunch of boxes full of pieces of dead people on these little ships, though...
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It would be a pity to have it all jettisoned out into the infinite black of space.
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[she turns to him suddenly, pulling her legs up onto the bench and pointing her bone shard at him.]
Let's make a deal.
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...A deal? ...What kind?
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[she sounds very confident about this! seems like a great deal to her.]
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Explain.
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[she shrugs. her enthusiasm is fading, somewhat, since she has to explain herself--which makes her doubt herself. but she still thinks it's... uh, it should be a good idea, right?]
I mean, they'll probably change back after a month or something, but I can always do it again.
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Ah-- the transformation would be temporary. I see.
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[TOTALLY worth it.]
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[he might need to be convinced. this is how the game goes.]
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[she doesn't get why he's not jumping on this, seriously.]
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[because he could never give her the satisfaction of his excitement.]
...What can you do to them, exactly? How would this work?
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What if we did--ooh, what if we did like a lunch or something every couple of weeks, and I could change your stuff then?
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Despite you so rudely calling me a jerk, lunch dates sound perfectly acceptable.
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[she sits normally again, going back to sucking on her shard of bone...]
Good. This'll be fun.
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Can you show me an example? I want to see what you can do.
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[oh, the bone shard kind of... disappears into her mouth.]
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It's all part of negotiating.
[regardless of the fact that the deal has kind of been decided on.
also, she's not getting another bone shard. his own splinters of bone are beginning to disappear as well.]
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