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futurology2016-07-16 05:43 pm
sereneflame) wrote in futurology2016-07-16 05:43 pm
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002 VIDEO @serene
[Serene's not looking too good lately, having been worn down by Lilac's screaming and the growing realisation that she's failing badly at her current task. Lilac at the moment is clinging to a tree behind her, snapping at bugs with her sharp teeth.
When Serene speaks she's terse and unsmiling, getting to her point as quickly as she can.]
I have a request for those skilled in magic or craft: Are there any here who know how to construct a raft? This raft would be something we carried on our shoulders between us on the drier parts of land and poled across the wettest stretches.
If not, I intend to head back to the drier forest to find fallen branches to lash together. I do not know if what I make will float, but there is little harm in trying. I would appreciate the loan of a woodchopper better than my sword.
[She shrugs shortly]
It may be that this preparation ends up being for nothing but I would rather avoid my boots getting too wet. This water looks stagnant.
When Serene speaks she's terse and unsmiling, getting to her point as quickly as she can.]
I have a request for those skilled in magic or craft: Are there any here who know how to construct a raft? This raft would be something we carried on our shoulders between us on the drier parts of land and poled across the wettest stretches.
If not, I intend to head back to the drier forest to find fallen branches to lash together. I do not know if what I make will float, but there is little harm in trying. I would appreciate the loan of a woodchopper better than my sword.
[She shrugs shortly]
It may be that this preparation ends up being for nothing but I would rather avoid my boots getting too wet. This water looks stagnant.
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A swamp like this? There are in the western reaches of my land but I have never journeyed that way. No, I spent a good chunk of my adolescence travelling on foot, so I am well acquainted with dealing with the trials of the outdoors.
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[She takes a second to flip the feed onto video, waving a little.] If you need to know anything about deserts, let me repay the favor. I'm Fiona.
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[She inclines her head to that offer, looking marginally more friendly now that Fiona's offered help, if not the help she'd been seeking.]
I thank you; given our direction of travel I may be taking you up on that offer in the coming weeks.
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[She shrugs]
Unless we reach the ocean.
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No? What is the matter with them?
[She's loosening up herself. Look, there's an actual fond smile]
If we find an ocean I hope the seas are warm, unlike this fetid patch of land. I wouldn't mind swimming if it were in waters that won't chill me to the core.
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[She pauses, holds up a finger]
Is this because of magic? That seems to be the most common answer to my questions
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They simply evaporated away?
[She frowns, tempering her initial scepticism with an internal reminder that the greatest lesson she's learnt is that her imagination is far more limited in scope than the multiverse]
I can only imagine what a disaster that would be if the seas on my world evaporated too. The loss of life would be crippling...
Did this occur within your lifetime? How has your society survived?
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The seasons are really long. Half the time, the oceans recede so much that all that's left is desert. Pandoran society isn't much to write home about, anyway, so. Mostly we just survive as best we can.
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Really? How long is... [She frowns all of a sudden, realising with a jolt that perhaps their shared language is perhaps a hindrance as much as a help, given how it fools them both into thinking they have far more in common than they do. she starts again]
On Callirhoe we have four seasons, each occupying an equal quarter of the year. Each quarter is three moon-cycles long, which means they last eighty-four days each. Would you consider that a short or a long time?
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It takes about, uh, ten times longer than that for Pandora to orbit. [She twirls her finger in the air to illustrate.] Two seasons, dry and not-dry, each lasting half an orbit. So! Really long.
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Yes, three hundred and thirty-six days.
[Her eyes are wide as she tries to imagine such a world, to imagine growing up for years under one season. It's difficult to imagine]
In that case, I am twenty years old and you are... two? Am I right?
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Are you? Then you look good for your advanced age. [She shoots Fiona a toothy grin, eyes wrinkling in amusement at her own little rudeness] Your dry desert air has preserved you well.
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[She shrugs, still grinning sharply, and opens her mouth to drop another rudeness... but then her bangle beeps as someone else responds. She frowns and holds up a finger]
Give me a moment.
[When she comes back she's looking very frazzled]
Did you know there's a talking skeleton here!? Walking around, talking without any lips or tongue! He wants to build my raft.
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[What else do you even say to that...]
That's... convenient?
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I've taken him up on his offer but I am still half terrified that this is a ruse.
[She's definitely unnerved here, glancing about past her bangle to make sure Papyrus isn't sneaking up on her]
If you don't hear from me again it's because the skeleton has decided to liberate my bones from my flesh.
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[Her eyes widen as she spots something beyond her arm. She screams quietly]
He's here! I'll talk to you soon. Avenge me if I die!
[With that she terminates the call]