( well, one has to dream at all for any aspiration to prove itself a pipe dream. clarke's sigh is mostly self deprecating, but there's a tad of frustration mingled in; this could have been easy, they didn't have to do this, but... she'd brought it on herself in the end, hadn't she. )
No. You weren't.
( seriously wHO LET HER HAVE A PHONE? but there's no further elaboration on the food and love fest between her and natsuno, the soul color conversation between her and rita, and it'll be a cold day in hell before she tells jade about the texting thread or horny poetry with palamedes. )
And fine. I'm still concerned about the eyeball thing. Do you have spare glasses in case yours break? And what else have you done to yourself in the name of science?
[Lessons about marijuana that Clarke has doubtless taken to heart for next time by now: better put the phone somewhere far away from yourself, to at least make it a bit harder to accost your more sober friends with your free-wheeling weed musings...
Of course, her answer does beg the very curious question as to who else she'd assailed with strange questions and earnest words last night, but Clarke doesn't seem willing to elaborate further...which is just fine. That's the sort of thing that might come out in the wash of its own volition farther down the line, isn't it? No, for now...]
Well, back home I did have a couple of spare pairs, but most unfortunately I didn't exactly tend to carry them around on my person. It's not the kind of fontech I could replicate here without the proper tools, either...but it's alright! Your concern is heartwarming, but mostly unfounded 😊 I can apply suppressive glyphs by hand as well if needed, at least on a temporary basis. They're just quite a hassle to need reapplying every other hour, as opposed to them being embedded in a pair of glasses...
Rather surprisingly forward second question there, though! Hmmm, the answer depends on what sorts of things you'd put in that category, doesn't it? Are you worried about whether there are any other parts of me that might be prone to explosion?
( has she, though? has she really taken anything to heart? time and future embarrassments will tell! )
Would you rather I ask more about hippopotamus? ( hippopotami? hippopotamuses? google says they're all equally valid plurals, i hate language. ) If general curiosity isn't enough of a reason, yeah. I'm more than a little concerned about you maybe exploding everywhere. I told you what I did to myself. How many categories of scientific body modification are there?
( ... )
You should ask Friday if she can find you those other pairs. Just in case. Or at least the tools to make yourself some, Sundries has sunglasses you could use as a base.
[Jade stopped trying to use fomicry as a means of resurrection approximately thirteen years ago. The timing of that decision would end up being a rather spontaneous sort of thing, though--the crux of it involving a severe accident resulting from one of his final attempts, where he'd tried to hook himself to the fomicry machine and extract the needed data from his own memory particles.
The scarring from the incident still persists today. But he'd have to take off his innermost shirt for them to be visible. So, few know about those--or about that incident, either. He doesn't talk about it much.
And, most unfortunately for Clarke, he's not about to talk about it now either. For all that it probably does fall under some form of answer to "what else have you done to yourself in the name of science"--]
Oh, is that what a "water rhinoplasty" was supposed to be? [NEVER LETTING YOU LIVE DOWN THOSE TYPOS BY THE WAY--] As to how many categories of scientific body modification there are: actually quite a few, depending on how technical you want to be! 😊 [...] But I've applied no others that carry quite such a risk of explosion, so you can at least rest easy on that particular front.
[Which is honest in a sense, you know? Putting aside past experiments--and the fact that his use of the Contamination Effect with his spear really doesn't actually involve exploding so much as keeping subconscious track of metal particles in your arm at almost all times, and so on--]
That said. You're aware, I imagine, of how the things we receive from sundries are more products of random chance than anything else. I rather doubt direct requests could be made of Friday along those lines, really...but still, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to check in with her, at some point down the line. Whether it's keeping a metaphorical eye for the glasses or the tools. [...But the most ironic part of this tangent, admittedly, is the fact that Jade actually does have one other option where procuring more of his glasses might be concerned. Fomicry remains a viable option, after all, provided that the glyphs are properly carried over...
But that would entail talking about fomicry even vaguely--and would also entail getting into the rather less practical reasons that Jade hasn't created several pairs in this fashion already. ...So, it's another thing that goes unsaid. Though there might just be the very, vaguest twinge of guilt on that front about now, considering...]
You know, your concern truly is quite touching! A rather far cry from the time you punched me in the face and didn't feel an ounce of regret about it afterwards, now isn't this?
( shut up, shut up, shut up shut up sHUT UP — why do typos come back to haunt just as effectively as the faces of people she's killed, i ask you why.
but, counter side of the argument, clarke can't help but think jade could do a little less shutting up about the other specifics here. i've applied no others that carry quite such a risk... isn't the same as i've applied no others, and that had been the question she asked. but he's got an absolutely stellar ace up his sleeve, which is accusing her of having a heart. very offensive to be called out like this (even if aforementioned heart, yeah, she's gotta reckon that it's true and he's included). )
I can hit you in the face and still not want you to explode, Jade.
( and THAT's the extent we're getting into this weird accepting trust that blossomed around the time he stuck a white hot scalpel into her abdomen. you really do earn points with the feral teens in the weirdest ways, jade... )
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No. You weren't.
( seriously wHO LET HER HAVE A PHONE? but there's no further elaboration on the food and love fest between her and natsuno, the soul color conversation between her and rita, and it'll be a cold day in hell before she tells jade about the texting thread or horny poetry with palamedes. )
And fine. I'm still concerned about the eyeball thing. Do you have spare glasses in case yours break? And what else have you done to yourself in the name of science?
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Of course, her answer does beg the very curious question as to who else she'd assailed with strange questions and earnest words last night, but Clarke doesn't seem willing to elaborate further...which is just fine. That's the sort of thing that might come out in the wash of its own volition farther down the line, isn't it? No, for now...]
Well, back home I did have a couple of spare pairs, but most unfortunately I didn't exactly tend to carry them around on my person. It's not the kind of fontech I could replicate here without the proper tools, either...but it's alright! Your concern is heartwarming, but mostly unfounded 😊 I can apply suppressive glyphs by hand as well if needed, at least on a temporary basis. They're just quite a hassle to need reapplying every other hour, as opposed to them being embedded in a pair of glasses...
Rather surprisingly forward second question there, though! Hmmm, the answer depends on what sorts of things you'd put in that category, doesn't it? Are you worried about whether there are any other parts of me that might be prone to explosion?
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Would you rather I ask more about hippopotamus? ( hippopotami? hippopotamuses? google says they're all equally valid plurals, i hate language. ) If general curiosity isn't enough of a reason, yeah. I'm more than a little concerned about you maybe exploding everywhere. I told you what I did to myself. How many categories of scientific body modification are there?
( ... )
You should ask Friday if she can find you those other pairs. Just in case. Or at least the tools to make yourself some, Sundries has sunglasses you could use as a base.
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The scarring from the incident still persists today. But he'd have to take off his innermost shirt for them to be visible. So, few know about those--or about that incident, either. He doesn't talk about it much.
And, most unfortunately for Clarke, he's not about to talk about it now either. For all that it probably does fall under some form of answer to "what else have you done to yourself in the name of science"--]
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[Which is honest in a sense, you know? Putting aside past experiments--and the fact that his use of the Contamination Effect with his spear really doesn't actually involve exploding so much as keeping subconscious track of metal particles in your arm at almost all times, and so on--]
That said. You're aware, I imagine, of how the things we receive from sundries are more products of random chance than anything else. I rather doubt direct requests could be made of Friday along those lines, really...but still, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to check in with her, at some point down the line. Whether it's keeping a metaphorical eye for the glasses or the tools. [...But the most ironic part of this tangent, admittedly, is the fact that Jade actually does have one other option where procuring more of his glasses might be concerned. Fomicry remains a viable option, after all, provided that the glyphs are properly carried over...
But that would entail talking about fomicry even vaguely--and would also entail getting into the rather less practical reasons that Jade hasn't created several pairs in this fashion already. ...So, it's another thing that goes unsaid. Though there might just be the very, vaguest twinge of guilt on that front about now, considering...]
You know, your concern truly is quite touching! A rather far cry from the time you punched me in the face and didn't feel an ounce of regret about it afterwards, now isn't this?
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but, counter side of the argument, clarke can't help but think jade could do a little less shutting up about the other specifics here. i've applied no others that carry quite such a risk... isn't the same as i've applied no others, and that had been the question she asked. but he's got an absolutely stellar ace up his sleeve, which is accusing her of having a heart. very offensive to be called out like this (even if aforementioned heart, yeah, she's gotta reckon that it's true and he's included). )
I can hit you in the face and still not want you to explode, Jade.
( and THAT's the extent we're getting into this weird accepting trust that blossomed around the time he stuck a white hot scalpel into her abdomen. you really do earn points with the feral teens in the weirdest ways, jade... )