[ She knows Nueva York has soda she just meansβ she just means the bottled coke is different but whatever!! He at least thinks it's funny, enough to relax for half of a second before he pierces that bottlecap with his fangs.
It's always so neat, and awfully convenient, seeing Miguel do this. It tends to leave her intensely speechless, and also, supremely, hyperaware of her own teeth (do they need to be whitened? Are her natural canines sharp?? She'll have to check when he's gone). She reaches out to grab it, the fizz of the soda hitting her ears for all of two seconds before she hands it back in a way that insists he take a sip first. ]
I'm serious! It's different.
It's always so neat, and awfully convenient, seeing Miguel do this. It tends to leave her intensely speechless, and also, supremely, hyperaware of her own teeth (do they need to be whitened? Are her natural canines sharp?? She'll have to check when he's gone). She reaches out to grab it, the fizz of the soda hitting her ears for all of two seconds before she hands it back in a way that insists he take a sip first. ]
I'm serious! It's different.
[ To Lottie, she doesn't really smell it. Well, actually, to be fair she's never made a point to smell any can of coke in her life. She can hear it, though, the fizzle and crackle when it's popped open, bottle or otherwise. She can taste it. Her brows crinkle as she approaches, leans her weight onto the back of a chair (the only one with a back, because the other opposite of the tiny table is an ottoman). ]
It doesn't have a smell.
[ Seeing his initial reaction was, is, as she expectedβ it's supposed to be more sugar-y than regular Coca Cola, it's supposed to make your face do that. Except, he didn't make a point to mention that. Miguel talks about a smell, instead. ]
Why would it have a smell?
It doesn't have a smell.
[ Seeing his initial reaction was, is, as she expectedβ it's supposed to be more sugar-y than regular Coca Cola, it's supposed to make your face do that. Except, he didn't make a point to mention that. Miguel talks about a smell, instead. ]
Why would it have a smell?
Touchy. All I did was ask that nice girl to explain a few things.
[...and do a lot of mind reading and cross-referencing but shhh. privacy doesn't apply to angels.]
It would take me years to understand anything past the most metaphorical level and I'm too old to go around activating devices because they're colorful either way.
[...and do a lot of mind reading and cross-referencing but shhh. privacy doesn't apply to angels.]
It would take me years to understand anything past the most metaphorical level and I'm too old to go around activating devices because they're colorful either way.
Edited 2023-06-12 15:04 (UTC)
Molecules being the smallest units used to make up matter? Or... no, you've found smaller ones, haven't you? Well, color me impressed.
[Need whose minds are you reading to find out about atoms and etc?]
Mercy, that's a thought. Why do you want to know? Surely you've enough stories to concern yourself about.
[Need whose minds are you reading to find out about atoms and etc?]
Mercy, that's a thought. Why do you want to know? Surely you've enough stories to concern yourself about.
[Cross-indexing, definition of 'DNA'... ah! Uh huh.]
You don't have a system for all these metal and electrical constructs? I can take a few years or decades to figure out how to get back on my own if you and yours can't but a lot of these don't seem as patient as little old me.
[She means captured robotic and otherwise inorganic villains. She's learned the proper terminology but one, Need hates using proper terminology and two, she likes to seem less tuned in than she really is.]
You don't have a system for all these metal and electrical constructs? I can take a few years or decades to figure out how to get back on my own if you and yours can't but a lot of these don't seem as patient as little old me.
[She means captured robotic and otherwise inorganic villains. She's learned the proper terminology but one, Need hates using proper terminology and two, she likes to seem less tuned in than she really is.]
You have everything in blue and red. It's some kind of obsession for you people.
If it makes you happy, the world was called Velgarth. There was actually a mania for visiting other, you'd call them 'canon's?, for a time before we realized what a dead end that was for us. Don't fuss yourself, it doesn't put holes in anything, but it's risky and any traveler leaves their body behind and can't bring anything back but the memory. That's the deal with me, I think. Not my first time.
Then there was a big war and an experimental weapon that wrecked everything and left the survivors just figuring out how to smelt steel. That was a couple of thousand years ago. Most people don't really know to think of the world as one place to be named. They're rediscovering bacteria and working on steam power, though.
If it makes you happy, the world was called Velgarth. There was actually a mania for visiting other, you'd call them 'canon's?, for a time before we realized what a dead end that was for us. Don't fuss yourself, it doesn't put holes in anything, but it's risky and any traveler leaves their body behind and can't bring anything back but the memory. That's the deal with me, I think. Not my first time.
Then there was a big war and an experimental weapon that wrecked everything and left the survivors just figuring out how to smelt steel. That was a couple of thousand years ago. Most people don't really know to think of the world as one place to be named. They're rediscovering bacteria and working on steam power, though.
Depends where you look. A lot of restoration's been done to make the continent that had the most big cities inhabitable again. There's definitely still thousands of miles of terrain where every living thing is warped and twisted and nothing much is consistent. I can't say whether or not that's unique to Velgarth.
[Analogues to Pelagir-lands aren't prominent in the various minds she's been touching, which doesn't mean they don't exist.]
What probably is is the two great craters left when the weapon - weapons - went off, by now they're right on the edge of the warped lands. One's hundreds of miles across and filled with grassy plains. The other's to the north, something like half the size, and is an inland sea. Don't mess around with either of them, they're our gates to guard.
[Analogues to Pelagir-lands aren't prominent in the various minds she's been touching, which doesn't mean they don't exist.]
What probably is is the two great craters left when the weapon - weapons - went off, by now they're right on the edge of the warped lands. One's hundreds of miles across and filled with grassy plains. The other's to the north, something like half the size, and is an inland sea. Don't mess around with either of them, they're our gates to guard.
Edited 2023-06-13 10:53 (UTC)
[ cry laughing at this image at mister o'hara desperately trying to be polite while fitting in absolutely none of lottie's furniture
Anyway she just gets rid of the top of her normal Friday Night Chipotle Dinnerβ’ (arguably, still sad), and moves back to her kitchen to find a fork (or two? Is he going to eat?? Does he eat Chipotle?? Would that work for or against his muscle mass gain...). She makes a noise of understanding. ]
βone of those Miguel things, huh?
[ In other words, his weird allergies (not really, but it's easier for her brain to comprehend) due to his even weirder (Spidery, fangy) disposition. ]
Is it just scents and lights or like, everything?
Anyway she just gets rid of the top of her normal Friday Night Chipotle Dinnerβ’ (arguably, still sad), and moves back to her kitchen to find a fork (or two? Is he going to eat?? Does he eat Chipotle?? Would that work for or against his muscle mass gain...). She makes a noise of understanding. ]
βone of those Miguel things, huh?
[ In other words, his weird allergies (not really, but it's easier for her brain to comprehend) due to his even weirder (Spidery, fangy) disposition. ]
Is it just scents and lights or like, everything?
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