[002] ota

[coppelganger]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Sarah Manning
RECIPIENT: Everyonnne
WHAT: Late night drunk dialing
WHEN: Now
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: n/a

So what do you actually do for fun around here? Besides drinking or sex. [ Because she already knows the joy of those, obviously. ] Do you have hobbies.

Comments

[zombra]

I dunno, by sitting in a flower field and waiting til they land to look at them? It's messed up to capture something that's done nothing wrong and hurt it like that. It's— [ It's what happened to me, is what she doesn't say, but it's on her mind. Held against her will, poked and prodded and constantly stuck in machines with the whine of the generators a constant in her mind. ]

I'm not trying to be a bug activist or anything. Like I said, if it's poisonous, then it's good to study them and make sure their poison isn't deadly or whatever, but the rest just seems unnecessary.

[assistente]

[Salvio, having never considered this angle before, not in all the hours he spent among the private collection in Antiva City, happily looking at box after box of preserved specimens says,] Oh.

[Shit.]

I don't know that-- uh, of course that is-- The ones in Antiva City were quite old, so-- [So what, what is his point--] Um. My own activities are--are flowers. Preservation. More.

[zombra]

Well, flowers are okay.

[ Plants can't feel pain, right? And their petals fall and they die pretty quick too. ]

You ever grow a garden?

[assistente]

Oh, no. I am not good at, uh. The living. It never ends well. Um, but that is another hobby, that one might engage in.

Um. Did you--?

[zombra]

Me? Nah. I probably wouldn't do a good job at keeping anything alive.

[assistente]

Yes.... I wonder if anyone is.

I mean. Obviously. Yes. Someone is. That is the reason for, produce, and, you know. All of it. But it is mystifying.

[zombra]

For me, I guess I just don't have the patience for taking care of plants, because they're a lot harder to read. Like a pet will let you know when it's hungry, when it's cold, whatever. But a plant, it's hard to tell until it gets all dried out and by then, it's too late.

[assistente]

Yes. But if they were capable of speech-- [Wait.] --No. I would not, uh. That would be quickly uncomfortable.

[zombra]

Yeeeeah, definitely would. Because then they'd let you know that picking vegetables or flowers was like ripping off their heads and then what would we eat?

[assistente]

Crab?

[zombra]

[ Okay, she doesn't know if he's serious or making a joke, but it catches her off guard enough that she starts laughing. ]

Yep, that's the answer. We'll all become crab addicts.

[ Which would be more punny if people here knew what a crack addict was. ]

[assistente]

[She clearly means her response as a joke, anyways. Even if Salvio doesn't get it. Which, to be fair--he generally does not get jokes.]

Yes.

[--And he tries to say it with amusement. Like maybe he really does get it after all!]

Crab-addicts.

[zombra]

Heh. I wouldn't mind it. Crab's yummy.