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[resnipstance]

Who: everyone!
When: Day 6
Where: everywhere!
What: regrouping after the event

Well, the swarm is over and the queen has died. What are you doing now, friends?

Heading back to the boneyard to regroup? Staying at the queen's carcass to harvest meat and pearl things? Staying maybe to heal if you're banged up? Or maybe you're arguing with others over what to do.

Comments

[resnipstance]

... I do things for fun.

[DOES SHE THO]

[dateme]

[ HAHA that's literally with this expression says as he looks at her, pointedly. ]

Like what?

[resnipstance]

I... fix stuff!

Mechanical stuff.

[dateme]

"Mechanical stuff." [ Can you feel his smug skepticism growing, dearest Ashla? Because it's spread to his cocky little eyes and mouth now. ]

[resnipstance]

Right. Like droids!

[dateme]

Like...what? [ Does she mean robots or something? "Droids" sounds like it should be "androids".

...Man, now he's picturing her working on human-looking robots and that's just kinda weird. ]

[resnipstance]

[She looks at him like he might be simple.]

... Droids. You know. Clankers? Tinnies? Mechanical units with programmable functions?

[dateme]

...Robots? [ Inui offers. As in, you know, the normal-people word for all that? ]

[resnipstance]

I... guess? But who calls them that anymore?

[dateme]

Everyone on Earth I'm pretty sure... Why do you use "droid"? That sounds weird.

[ Inui shifts his weight a little uncomfortably and pushes his palms down into the middle of one thigh again, trying to prompt some sense of feeling there. ]

[resnipstance]

That's just what we call them. Don't ask me, I don't make up the words.

[dateme]

Man, how do you still not know video games if you hang out with robots all day? Video games, like, invented robots.

[resnipstance]

I understand the sort of thing you mean, but-- I just don't have time for that kind of stuff.

[dateme]

Oh right, too busy with your high school alien espionage stuff?

[resnipstance]

[???????????????????????????]

What? No.

How does your mind even work?

[dateme]

Come on, you're so totally suspicious. You've gotta have a cool backstory or something. I mean...you're an alien. Your life has gotta be indefinitely more exciting than mine. [ And as silly as it is to suggest 'all aliens surely have exciting scifi lives", he really does think that compared to his life as a regular student going to regular school is much duller compared to everyone else here. They're all...adapted to this kind of thing. ]

[resnipstance]

[I mean, technically, he's not WRONG...]

"Cool backstory"...? What do you think I am, some kind of character in a holo?

[dateme]

You've got the cool hair, face paint, and good looks. Why not? [ he couldn't resist slipping that last note in ]

[resnipstance]

Oh-- come on! You even touched them-- you know they're not hair!

[dateme]

Right, haha! Sorry~ I forgot the word. What was it again? Lickup?

Anyway, they're cute. [ You're cute ]

[resnipstance]

Lekku.

[She crosses her arms.]

And my markings aren't face paint.

[dateme]

Ooooh, tattoos? [ That's so gangster Ashla ]

[resnipstance]

No! They're markings! You know, something you're born with?

[dateme]

But they're patterns. Or they look like patterns. Can that sort of thing really be a birthmark??

[resnipstance]

It's different from a birthmark. They're closer to the stripes or spot pattern on some animals.