2.12 - Voice + Spam
Feb. 10th, 2013 01:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Private to Erik]
I've been in a coma for about four days.
I…I'm aware it could have been much longer, given how long it's been since we last talked.
I hope you're alright.
[The sentiment of someone who doesn't necessarily expect a response.]
[Open Spam]
[The walk from the door of her cabin to the door of the engine room is very short, but lately she's started to feel terribly agoraphobic on the walk between those rooms, as if the world might suddenly open up completely and leave her stranded in a huge, inescapable void.
If that's unpleasant then the walk up to the library is a nightmare, but her insomnia isn't going away and God knows she needs something to fill the hours. Still, she walks the programming and linguistics sections in a bit of a daze, eyeing the shelves and reading spines without taking much in.]
I've been in a coma for about four days.
I…I'm aware it could have been much longer, given how long it's been since we last talked.
I hope you're alright.
[The sentiment of someone who doesn't necessarily expect a response.]
[Open Spam]
[The walk from the door of her cabin to the door of the engine room is very short, but lately she's started to feel terribly agoraphobic on the walk between those rooms, as if the world might suddenly open up completely and leave her stranded in a huge, inescapable void.
If that's unpleasant then the walk up to the library is a nightmare, but her insomnia isn't going away and God knows she needs something to fill the hours. Still, she walks the programming and linguistics sections in a bit of a daze, eyeing the shelves and reading spines without taking much in.]
[HAD TO HAPPEN THEY'RE ON THE SAME FLOOR]
Date: 2013-02-10 02:14 am (UTC)[ There's a moment of pause. Staring. And then a ducked, enormous head, glance cutting to the side, hands shoved in his pockets as he tries to compact his already small frame and veer to the side. ]
[ Nothing to say, just-- moving along. ]
[Private]
Date: 2013-02-10 03:02 am (UTC)I'm fine. [Quietly flabbergasted, but.]
...I didn't realize you kept to yourself quite so much.
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 05:49 am (UTC)Miss Sato. Looking for anything in particular?
[He notes that she looks worn around the edges, distant and almost ill, but doesn't consider it his business to comment that perhaps she'd be better served by the infirmary than the library.]
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 06:09 am (UTC)It has become more unusual to see Tosh, though, and as soon as he notices her, he blocks her entirely, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. She looks a little worn out, but that's more or less par for the course around here, really. He probably doesn't look great himself..] Hello.
[Private]
Date: 2013-02-10 12:19 pm (UTC)I'm a private person. My friends know that.
[Sounds kind of weak even to her, but never mind.]
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 01:00 pm (UTC)Megamind -
[But really, what could she even say? All she can do is turn back again.]
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 01:12 pm (UTC)[Her voice, too, sounds a little not-all-there until it registers with her that she should be firing on a few more cylinders than she is.]
I've run into a few problems on a VR environment I'm building. Some issues with object interaction. I'm hoping a fresh perspective might knock something loose. [She nods at the bookshelf.]
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 01:24 pm (UTC)It's strangely liberating to have so little concern for herself, and when she smiles it's genuine for all the wrong reasons.]
Charles, good afternoon. How are you?
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 07:48 pm (UTC)[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 07:53 pm (UTC)[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 08:18 pm (UTC)[ But by the time he's turned-- she's already turning back. ]
[ Muttering;] Must not be very important... [ he returns to his path, door nearly in reach. ]
[ He wants to hide and not come out until it stops hurting. ]
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 09:11 pm (UTC)These were informative when I was doing similar research. Perhaps they'll help you as well. This one was particularly useful for cross-species functionality and creating adaptive programming to integrate with a variety of types of neural pathways. If you intended it for use beyond humans.
[And because he is terribly curious:]
Might I ask what the project is for?
Re: [Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 09:22 pm (UTC)[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 09:27 pm (UTC)Do - do you think I have any idea what to say?
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 11:31 pm (UTC)[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-10 11:40 pm (UTC)Do you have anything underway at the moment? If I can ask.
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 01:15 am (UTC)After all, I'm just an inmate -- my redemption is most important, right?
[ His lips curl, teeth flashing in a sneer he directs mostly at himself. ]
Bad guys don't get the girl.
[ He turned the knob, and pushed through, not particularly caring ton hear her denial. ]
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 01:22 am (UTC)Primarily just my long-term research and engineering project. I'm trying to find a way to get temporal technology to work properly here, but the Barge renders chronons erratic. Finding a way to control them safely has proved to be difficult.
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 01:29 am (UTC)[But then he's crossed the threshold, and she stops and swallows because her throat has gone hoarse from the unusual effort of shouting and she'd rather shut up under her own power rather than wait to be cut off by the sound of a door slamming.]
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 01:38 am (UTC)I did some research a couple of years ago, on using a time lock I developed as a protection against the floods. The simulations I ran all ended badly. Catastrophically, in some cases.
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 01:38 am (UTC)First off, nobody understands what I say when I say--that, and it's not-- what you think!
[ The door's half-open now, and Megamind's turning from it, green eyes bright with barely contained anger. He's a passionate person; right now, he hurts-- and it's easier to indulge in anger then to hurt openly. ]
And I love that you ignore everything I said -- everything else -- to harp on whether or not I'm good or bad. Please, make me feel like a project some more.
[ He swallows hard, glaring down the hall. ]
You aren't allowed to talk about who is good and who is bad anymore. Not when you use it so you can cut yourself off some more and keep hurting yourself because you made a mistake while in a soul-sucking hotel of evil!
[ The rage cracks and the fear and the hurt bleed through; he's gesturing now, as he's wont to do, all wild movements because he's a showman even now. Can't she see that she's hurting them both for something that could be fixable? ]
You need help. Find someone who can give it to you. It's obviously not me, but-- there must be someone you trust enough to help you on this ship.
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 02:04 am (UTC)No. There isn't.
[Kay. Rhade, maybe. Megamind, even now. But it's not an issue of trust and she's not going to explain what it is in the midst of a public shouting match and it's just...easier, to lie.]
And you're not one to tell me off for selectiveness if you think that this is completely or even mostly about the Overlook.
[If that hadn't been the straw that broke the camel's back, it would have been something else. What was the phrase Owen had used? 'Twisted and screwed up.' Only she's not in a place any more where that can go to good use. She's been rotting from the inside for years; it could have been anything that made the cracks show at last.
But there's nothing else to say, and she just turns her back and resumes walking toward the engine room.]
[Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 02:13 am (UTC)[ And he let it go on that way. Part of it was not knowing any better, truly. He's new at all this. Terribly new. ]
[ Standing there in the hall as she continued away, he stopped, hands dropping to his side, before he turns, vents his anger by kicking his door open and slamming it shut behind him a moment later. ]
[Library Spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 08:32 am (UTC)[creepur spam]
Date: 2013-02-11 09:43 am (UTC)And, equally conveniently, he's been looking for Toshiko.
The instant he notices her presence the program creeps over to shadow her.]
...Toshiko.