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calling_net2016-09-20 09:52 pm
boundinblood) wrote in calling_net2016-09-20 09:52 pm
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video | CALL | un: wardenka
[At first, the wrong camera turns on, showing the book Katherine has laid out on the table, pages bathed in sunlight from a nearby window. It's nonfiction - biology, in fact, and its target audience likely in the young teens crowd. The open page displays a labeled diagram of a strand of DNA and a Punnett square with an explanation in small print, courtesy of a cartoonish character sitting on its corner, clearly drawn by an adult attempting to appeal to a younger crowd they only superficially understand. The normal-sized text at its side explains hereditary traits, with a side of how DNA determines everything about a person's appearance. It's helpfully colloquial.]
Well, I can't say I completely understand all of this, but- oh, wait, I've got it the wrong way, haven't I?
[She switches to the front camera to show her face instead, bags under her eyes indicating a rather long self-imposed study session. She raises a mug of something no longer hot enough to require one to her lips and sets it down offscreen with a gentle thunk. The window beside her reveals the skybridges, flying cars, and gleaming metal towers of Tomorrow, from several stories up.]
There we are! Now, as I was saying, am I right in guessing this means the...the essence of who we are is in...all of us? Does that mean spells that require a bit of, say, hair, from the caster have worked on the same principles as blood magic all along?
Well, I can't say I completely understand all of this, but- oh, wait, I've got it the wrong way, haven't I?
[She switches to the front camera to show her face instead, bags under her eyes indicating a rather long self-imposed study session. She raises a mug of something no longer hot enough to require one to her lips and sets it down offscreen with a gentle thunk. The window beside her reveals the skybridges, flying cars, and gleaming metal towers of Tomorrow, from several stories up.]
There we are! Now, as I was saying, am I right in guessing this means the...the essence of who we are is in...all of us? Does that mean spells that require a bit of, say, hair, from the caster have worked on the same principles as blood magic all along?
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She uses brother funny, like it's what she means but also not what she means. Like it's something more and less all at once.]
The gates of the dark carnival close not eternal. They are open, waiting for the people to behold the wonders within. I believe one day your brother can be mirthfully met once mother fuckin more, if so it was wished.
[He then moves to wrap his arms around Katherine in a hug, made awkward by the angle.]
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...I certainly hope so. There was too much left unsaid.
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My sister Katherine, I say to thee true, all which is unspoken shall some day be voiced. [He smiles.] In the mother fuckin mean time, I know just what it is which you do so require. [He finds and lifts up that little bag of rolled nip and gives it a little shake.] Shall we?
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There's no mistaking it. She loves animals, and her best friend among her Warden recruits owned a cat he doted on. She knows her way around common flora to recognize what she's got in her hands.]
Kurloz...is this catnip?
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Church, sister. The finest nip in bluewash a clown can get his mother fuckin grasp-digits upon. Smooth as the paint of the Capricious Minstrels themselves.
[Only then does he glance over at how she's dissected.] Aw, sister Katherine, you have gotten about it incorrectly entire. I had unrighteously presumed thee familiar. Allow this brother to assist.
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[She glances around - the other occupants are already staring at them, clearly disapproving.]
...And for another, I don't think it's polite to do that here.
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However, when she points out politeness, he too starts to notice the looks of disapproval.]
Oh. [He pouts a little at the smoke. There's nowhere what to put it out either. He'll have to pinch the end. Still, he whines as he does.] This is prescription.
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Even if it's on a healer's orders... [She looks around at the others in wordless apology and stands, motioning for Kurloz to follow.]
...It's best you do this outside, where the smoke won't linger in the air as long.
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You are willing to join me? [He grins both surprised and delighted. He swings himself up and follows, though has to turn back to pack his makeup back up. He runs past her to make up for lost time.] Sister, you are the mother fuckin ninja's righteous tits.
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[Not going to smoke it with him though. She knows it's a sedative for humans, but when she experimented with making it into a tea she wound up with some pretty nasty cramps. Best to let the cats keep it, as far as she's concerned.
Or trolls, as the case may be.]
I'm not going to deny you company because of this.
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[It really is a simple thing. But to him, it matters. It means she enjoys his company. He would never admit it, but he's far more familiar with the looks he's receiving now.
Even if he has broken more makeup in this excursion than used any.]
I fear only that I have brought you not even moiety of rest.
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[She's still calm as as she walks along behind him, her pace quick, though not his initial dash.]
This isn't the first time I've chosen study above it, after all.
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Mmm, Okay. But you ought to take care, my sister. My moirail warns me often of such faltering as I do him with he in his long tourneys of recorded broadcast playing devices.
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Recorded broadcast-...like the videos on our CALL devices?
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He falters on her words, trying to figure out how to explain.]
Not unlike entire, I would mother fuckin think. But typical of these amusements, a directing play device is had! Though use of this, the player may then direct a character as appears within these virtual fictions to affect the outcome of their narrative with the completion of many an entertaining endeavor! My moirail is an expert gamer, as is his matesprit. I have dabbled with play myself, but none so well as he. Perhaps I may bring such a thing to show it to you!
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[She falls silent, trying and failing to come up with something that accurately describes it. She hasn't discovered the "movies" section of the app store yet, so not even that aids her lacking frame of reference.
She just gives up eventually.]
...I don't understand at all. I'd love to see one for myself.
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I shall show it to you posthaste! Or, well, once I have acquired the device to be played here. Should take hardly a time at all.
[And then he adds his assessment.] I had supposed you a time further back from mine. There has been much technological advancement upon my planet. Sometimes the outer colonies are of different mother fuckin pace.
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["Lands", in this case being...entire planets? Katherine doesn't quite understand that, but one thing at a time.]
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I deem it must be so, though conjecture leaves it most mother fuckin uncertain. I know other species must in fact dwell in the leagues beyond, but I've split the shit over little of it all. I do not believe us to venture all that often, but knowing no other to do so, my kind must be most often travelling after all. It is the desire of the Empress. Her Imperial Incandescence seeks to cull the galaxy so that all shall be under her care and afforded that which is needed. A lay priest now and again may to take trip to a colony, but the Highblood chose to remain in place of his motherfuckin roots and righteous sproutlings. I do not believe I shall ever leave planet.
[He pauses and looks up at Katherine.]
Well, I suppose that an untruth for righteously i must decree that I now have.
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[Katherine punctuates that with a laugh.]
Pressing an icon on a panel and instantly coming here isn't like boarding a ship and sailing off into the ocean, now is it?
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[Even in a time when Trolls could board ships into space, sailing across the ocean seemed a huge endeavor. He had been told so firmly and repeatedly that it was dangerous, and he was far too young besides.]
It sounds different, I suppose. Though I have come to discover numerous miracles I would never otherwise know. Have you sailed?
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[She smiles, almost laughs.]
-yes, you could discover as much as there is to see here, and never miss a single moment at home. It's as if you never left. That's why it isn't the same, you're not really gone, the way someone at home might see it.
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By word of thee, then, true travel is not mere the distance traveled nor the wonders uncovered, but to be missed by those left behind.
[Like when his ancestor was made to depart on important culling business. Like his lusus... who never came back.
And now he realizes, he thought nothing of it when he opted to come here. If he'd had no way back then would he have been missed? Meulin and Mituna, surely. Would the rest of his friends...?]
...Have you anyone to miss you by your world, sister Katherine?
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[She sighs quietly.]
I left my dog this time, but he knows about this place. I don't know that he'll miss me if it doesn't feel like I've been gone. The rest...well, they've all traveled first. I'm the one missing them.
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He listens to her story, however short. It's a sad one.]
My apologies true, sister Katherine. It is the worst feeling that can be, to be left for motherfucking missing. I do not know what a dog is to be, but it does good upon this pusher that this is had.
And... I shall not leave thee. [He's not sure he should promise that, but it feels right in the moment.] If it means to prevent such sadness, I swear to leave no one behind in such a form I would be missed. I vow it.
[And for all it's an impulsive vow, he is solemn in saying it. He means it.]
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