Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[necromanswers]

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)


It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

Comments

[coinstability]

I know what it means. I've also seen it in practice.

[He hadn't known, specifically, that it was directed at him. Or maybe it was more that it was irrelevant at the time, and more often people skipped the 'passive' part and moved straight to 'aggressive'. He understands being shoved into a wall more readily than subtle digs at his existence. Those aren't so subtle anymore, at least.]

It wouldn't surprise me to find that kind of behaviour elsewhere.

[necromanswers]

[Oh good, that helps. Though she can read between the lines a little- it probably means that people have been assholes to him, which is never fun.]

You're gonna get different experiences in all different environments, that's just the nature of people in general. Or sentient beings, I should say. Sometimes you don't find people at all.

[coinstability]

[He just nods. Even being included in that statement is generous by the standards of most designated people at home.]

Yeah, I've found that's true. Both here and at home. [Connor wrings his hands together a bit, keeping an eye on the lay of the path in the dark cavern before giving Lup a sideways look.] Of course, this is my first time in a different environment from the one I know at home, so what interests me is what differs in this world.

[necromanswers]

Well, the good news is, you're in a stellar position to learn all of that here, if the fleet travels as much as I've heard it does. I've visited over a hundred different worlds myself, and damn near every one was crazy-different from the last. It's a big universe.

[Hoooopefully that's not a scary thing to hear? She mostly just finds it exciting, though after this long it's hard not to feel kind of tired about the idea of doing it all over again.]

[coinstability]

[That's honestly impressive, and he's taken aback for a moment by the sheer idea of it. Over a hundred worlds.]

I think it does, but - you must have visited other worlds before this place then. You can't have seen them all here.

[Not with what information he's pulled out of the network on the Fleet's movements. There hasn't been nearly enough time for anyone to rack up that kind of record.]

[necromanswers]

[She laughs, shaking her head.]

That would make for a busy month, huh? But no, definitely not here. I used to live on a ship that traveled between planer systems, once per year.

[Which- hey, robo-man, do the math.]

[coinstability]

[He loves math. Especially when it makes sense... which this does not. It doesn't even take a full second for his eyebrows to pull together in confusion.]

You're claiming you've spent over a hundred years travelling? [Or-- doing anything, but he'll get to that.]

[necromanswers]

Technically 99 years, since world 100 and 101 happened here, but yeah, that's what I'm claiming.

[She grins. So he knows about elves, but not their lifespans, huh.]

[coinstability]

[He has a dictionary definition and that's it. Something that Connor is finding vastly inadequate in the amount of information he has, versus what Lup is actually telling him.]

...How old are you?

[necromanswers]

Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady her age?

[She says, not looking especially ladylike in a spelunking miner's cave. It's also said teasingly- a moment after whatever his reaction is, she shrugs.]

A little over 200, by last count. Things can get kinda hazy in the early years for most folk.

[coinstability]

Is it?

[A genuine question there. Between a lack of sarcasm experience and a surplus of police questioning ability, he didn't think it that rude a question. ...well, maybe he was a bit incredulous in asking it.]

I take it that elves have a much longer lifespan than humans do, then. Most humans only live to approximately eighty years of age.

[necromanswers]

Joke, just a joke. Well, some girls might be offended, but it's all good.

[She nods- that lifespan sounds about right for the humans of her world, too.]

Elves can live for more than 700 years, and we don't age much after 20 or 30. At least, that's how it works with the elves of my planer system.

[coinstability]

[Well, that's good to know. One to file away in social protocols.]

That's an incredible length of time. There aren't any sentient beings on Earth who live anywhere near that long.

[necromanswers]

That sounds normal, yeah. How long do androids live?

[Since he seems awfully sentient to her.]

[coinstability]

We can self-sustain for decades, but it's a bit of an open question. Androids like myself were only created twenty years ago.

[There's also the small matter of androids being regularly junked in favour of getting new models. Connor suspects that the RT600s in Kamski's house are probably the oldest ones in existence, if the man had kept them from the very first production.]

[necromanswers]

Awww, then you're just a baby! You've got a fun life of discovery ahead of you, bud.

[The elven concept of adulthood is a bit weird, sorry. Though her tone isn't especially condescending.]

[coinstability]

[Even if it weren't skewed, Connor's definitely a baby by most metrics. And it's a joke, he knows that. That doesn't mean he doesn't look put out by it.]

What-- no, that's not a good comparison.

[necromanswers]

[Awww, is he embarrassed? It really is hard to tell he's not human. She laughs, giving his shoulder a playful pat.]

No, no, don't you worry about a thing! Your new Auntie Lup will take good care of you. Now, come on! There's gemstones to loot.

[coinstability]

[It's a good thing he didn't say how old he actually is, or he guesses this would be much worse. Connor huffs, straightening his tie and nodding. Maybe he can outrun this conversation on the way.]

Okay, sure. Let's go.