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001 - Audio
[She's not completely convinced that this world and its people aren't malevolent and/or something to avoid yet. The circumstances of this place . . . they're really not her business. It's not the way of her kind to concern themselves with a given planet's inhabitants -- far better to do what Gems need from the planet and have done.]
[Maybe it's Steven's influence still working on her. Maybe it's the fact of watching so many of these people up close, seeing their faces and listening to them in the streets. Maybe it's the couple of individuals that she has met -- barring the one who tried to kill her -- who hint that maybe, maybe there might be more like them.]
[She just knows she has to try.]
[The consoles haven't been hard to figure out. She's watched others using them, not to mention technology far more advanced than them.]
[It's more the resolve that takes work. The conviction to approach. Actually willingly making connection with the other residents of the turtle.]
[As the audio feed actually comes on, her resolve falters. Skitters away. For several moments the Network will be met with silence as Lapis pulls back from the console. Almost flees entirely.]
[But she comes back. Slowly. Hesitates for a few more seconds. Tries again.]
H-Hello? [Her voice wavers. She digs in, forces firmness into it -- as much as she can manage.]
My name is Lapis. Lapis Lazuli.
Someone told me that . . . that this turtle that you're living on, it's sinking.
[More silence. She nibbles at her lower lip, hesitating, before the words surge out.]
Do people breathe underwater here? [Genuine uncertainty on this.] There seems to be a lot here that doesn't. Plants. And animals.
What . . . are people doing about this? [More genuine uncertainty. They might be doing everything in the world about it; she honestly wants to know about the plan.]
[To sum up: Turtle is sinking . . . should Lapis be worried about everyone drowning?]
[More hesitation.]
Also, is . . . there usually not a lot of rain here? I thought the fields on Earth were green . . .
((ooc: I'd love to get Lapis involved in trying to keep the Turtle afloat until someone can heal him if anyone would want to plot. She's an extremely powerful water user, but Asti is also his own continent. --If I've missed someone else's plottings, though, please let me know!))
[Maybe it's Steven's influence still working on her. Maybe it's the fact of watching so many of these people up close, seeing their faces and listening to them in the streets. Maybe it's the couple of individuals that she has met -- barring the one who tried to kill her -- who hint that maybe, maybe there might be more like them.]
[She just knows she has to try.]
[The consoles haven't been hard to figure out. She's watched others using them, not to mention technology far more advanced than them.]
[It's more the resolve that takes work. The conviction to approach. Actually willingly making connection with the other residents of the turtle.]
[As the audio feed actually comes on, her resolve falters. Skitters away. For several moments the Network will be met with silence as Lapis pulls back from the console. Almost flees entirely.]
[But she comes back. Slowly. Hesitates for a few more seconds. Tries again.]
H-Hello? [Her voice wavers. She digs in, forces firmness into it -- as much as she can manage.]
My name is Lapis. Lapis Lazuli.
Someone told me that . . . that this turtle that you're living on, it's sinking.
[More silence. She nibbles at her lower lip, hesitating, before the words surge out.]
Do people breathe underwater here? [Genuine uncertainty on this.] There seems to be a lot here that doesn't. Plants. And animals.
What . . . are people doing about this? [More genuine uncertainty. They might be doing everything in the world about it; she honestly wants to know about the plan.]
[To sum up: Turtle is sinking . . . should Lapis be worried about everyone drowning?]
[More hesitation.]
Also, is . . . there usually not a lot of rain here? I thought the fields on Earth were green . . .
((ooc: I'd love to get Lapis involved in trying to keep the Turtle afloat until someone can heal him if anyone would want to plot. She's an extremely powerful water user, but Asti is also his own continent. --If I've missed someone else's plottings, though, please let me know!))
Re: audio;
I don't think people would plant things every year if they only expected them to die later. That takes a lot of time and resources.
So that means that if people planted these things, they expected them to grow. It either should be raining more, or they aren't able to provide enough water to make them grow.
If they're using the plants for food, that's a problem later on.
[Not that she's really registered it as a genuine concern, mind you. She doesn't need food, and so she has no attachment to the issue. Mostly it's just strange at this point, and an attempt to understand the motivations of the world around her. After all, if she understands motivations, she can predict possibilities and patterns . . . and know what to avoid.]
Re: audio;
Perhaps if they are worried, they should ask for help. There are Foreigners here who can provide water.
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[Is this something she needs to worry about? And if others have powers, are there any Gems among them after all?]
And . . . do Foreigners eat the same food from the fields?
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[ And it's unusual, that he separates those two into distinct categories instead of lumping them together like most would. ]
--who can manipulate elements, water among them.
For the most part, yes. The kedan do seem to have stronger stomachs than humans, in general, but most of the fare is similar. Some kedan have even taken to making food the Foreigners describe as best they can, with local ingredients.
[ He had so not anticipated this conversation turning into talking about food. He really is bored. ]