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spellminders2017-11-04 10:02 pm
rootandbranch) wrote in spellminders2017-11-04 10:02 pm
{VOICE OTA}
[Today you feel a few strange pulses in your signets before you hear anything over Qri's network. It's fairly pleasant, exactly as the signet communications tend to be, and fortunately doesn't at all resemble the strange fluctuations that plagued everyone back on days 103-105. It's more like someone poking at the network to be sure it's stable and not going to do any more of that before they speak. They seem to conclude it's safe after all.]
Hello? Oh, hi-- hi, everybody. It's Geir. If you don't know me, I'm the dragon.
[He's very matter of fact about it. He's the dragon. You're probably aware, his tone seems to say.]
Listen, I don't actually care if you know me, you should just help me and Nines out! He knows all kinds of technology things, so I asked him what we could find out about the Hub with them. But the question is really, what does everyone want to find out? There's been a lot of weird to chew on!
Chew...on? [9S echoes this thought quizzically, for an instant quite distracted. But right, right, the matter at hand—] Er, anyway, like Geir said we’re lacking data on our surroundings. And to know what we’re dealing with, gathering more would be best, so I was thinking I can probably scrape enough parts together to build a pod for that job, once we know what kind of information it should collect. I mean, unless we want everything...
[Geir's tone is still bright and interested. he loves hearing about this, even if part of him is still skeptical.]
Nines isn't even the only person who knows how to build... robots. I know a bunch of you build stuff. Who wants to help?
[9S clears his throat, quietly tacking a little disclaimer on:]
...Not that pods should be mistaken for machines or anything.
[When your kind’s fought machines for millennia certain lines get drawn. Thin, confusing grey lines. (Geir doesn’t know what to say to that, so he just lets it stand.)]
((both 9S and Geir may reply to your toplevels, and also feel free to jump each other! this is the start of a player plot to get a little more technology on the island. ♥ more details here!))
Hello? Oh, hi-- hi, everybody. It's Geir. If you don't know me, I'm the dragon.
[He's very matter of fact about it. He's the dragon. You're probably aware, his tone seems to say.]
Listen, I don't actually care if you know me, you should just help me and Nines out! He knows all kinds of technology things, so I asked him what we could find out about the Hub with them. But the question is really, what does everyone want to find out? There's been a lot of weird to chew on!
Chew...on? [9S echoes this thought quizzically, for an instant quite distracted. But right, right, the matter at hand—] Er, anyway, like Geir said we’re lacking data on our surroundings. And to know what we’re dealing with, gathering more would be best, so I was thinking I can probably scrape enough parts together to build a pod for that job, once we know what kind of information it should collect. I mean, unless we want everything...
[Geir's tone is still bright and interested. he loves hearing about this, even if part of him is still skeptical.]
Nines isn't even the only person who knows how to build... robots. I know a bunch of you build stuff. Who wants to help?
[9S clears his throat, quietly tacking a little disclaimer on:]
...Not that pods should be mistaken for machines or anything.
[When your kind’s fought machines for millennia certain lines get drawn. Thin, confusing grey lines. (Geir doesn’t know what to say to that, so he just lets it stand.)]
((both 9S and Geir may reply to your toplevels, and also feel free to jump each other! this is the start of a player plot to get a little more technology on the island. ♥ more details here!))
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You want me to learn to read so I can ask your question for you?!
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[ Don't underestimate the measure of his unwillingness to do something!! ]
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[Geir's startled enough that his hard-won attempt at having a sense of tact scrapes off like a bad paint job, leaving only blunt disbelief behind. oh, well. he hasn't managed to get very good at tact yet anyway.]
Um, I don't really care about papers, so I'm not going to learn to read just to find out more about them. I don't think I want to learn to read anyway. That's poet-work. I'd probably be bad at it and thinking about it feels weird.
Shouldn't you do things yourself too?
[he's in the no-tact zone now. it's a very honest place.]
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[ Which was mostly for his own relaxation, but he did catch a few things to feed everyone else. That was his contribution for the day. ]
Fine, I'll go ask... later.
[ Later probably being never. He's not about bothering a bunch of people with questions. ]
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[what an odd exchange that was. it did make Geir think more about his own reasons for not-quite-wanting to learn to read, though, and he's suddenly not entirely whether "I'd probably be bad at it" is legitimate disinterest, or avoidance for the sake of not wanting to be bad at something. it's not an immediate concern, so he'll put it to the side for now, but it's certainly a new thought.]
Well, good luck.
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Yeah, yeah, catch you later.
[ He couldn't be any less enthused about the prospect. ]