[If he chooses to look, he'll see the one she's currently popped open is a very ornate antique tome, with pink painted edges and gold-touched leather. The lettering is floral but in a language indecipherable.
Also sure she can give him a gummy. Here comes the aiiiirplaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaane Nyyyooooom]
[She holds out a gummy for Gregor, please accept.]
Do you think maybe we're being watched? I saw a really interesting film in the multiplex this last week, it was called The Truman Show? And it got me thinking...
Well, yes, Margaret and I found that. It was very eerie to get it open, actually, it sounded like a rainstorm was happening in the hallway as we walked down it? And there was lightning, and then voices of people we knew, and the lights went out...
[Hm. This has less to do with her original point of what Jim Carrey's seminal classic The Truman Show had to do with the thirty-odd of them.]
Anyway, I meant more that maybe, this is a sort of entertainment thing. For people very far away.
You can probably just grab as many as you want from Omega Mart before we leave. Seems like the place keeps getting restocked somehow anyway. They're good though, right?
They're so good, I want to put them in everything I ever eat.
[Deadly serious. Slapping back another handful, crunch crunch crunch.]
It kind of creeps me out? I mean, I know where I come from a magically refilling cupboard might not be weird, but here it's not supposed to be magic, soooo....where are they getting everything? Especially when we're between planets.
[ smart. valid. 100% correct. but good question. ]
I've wondered that, too. Kind of like I've wondered how food in the mess hall's made or the dogs are being taken care of in the park when it's supposedly just us. Things have to be refueled and restocked when we land, but there's a lot of the ship we don't have access to either. It's possible there's just a bunch of stock piled away that gets replenished when stuff's low.
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Rosamund came armed with a stack of books and a bag of gummies, and has curled up in a pod. She hasn't turned the pages in a minute though.]
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...Not in the mood for reading?
[ will she offer him a gummy? in these trying times? he can trade her (mystery snack) from roboji ]
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[If he chooses to look, he'll see the one she's currently popped open is a very ornate antique tome, with pink painted edges and gold-touched leather. The lettering is floral but in a language indecipherable.
Also sure she can give him a gummy. Here comes the aiiiirplaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaane Nyyyooooom]
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...So it seems.
[ gummy! he offers her a snack he'd gotten earlier from roboji in return. it can be a chippie. ]
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She takes the most delicate crunch. Then pulls a face.]
That's practically all vinegar!
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[ he hadn't tried it yet, it's a freshly-opened bag.
he pops one into his mouth. ]
...Perhaps I should ask for another flavor.
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People eat the weirdest things nowadays.
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[checking on her...
roach buddy is also here to check on her.]
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[And friend. She extends a hand to the bugge, and he may notice a familiar bracelet on.]
It's just hard to focus, with what's going to happen next.
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[he still smiles a bit on seeing the bracelet, though. roach buddy hops over to her hand.]
Just gotta make it through the night first, all right, then the weekend. Then next week.
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[She holds out a gummy for Gregor, please accept.]
Do you think maybe we're being watched? I saw a really interesting film in the multiplex this last week, it was called The Truman Show? And it got me thinking...
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[he will accept gummy.]
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[Hm. This has less to do with her original point of what Jim Carrey's seminal classic The Truman Show had to do with the thirty-odd of them.]
Anyway, I meant more that maybe, this is a sort of entertainment thing. For people very far away.
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Who is "Reese?"
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Peanut butter and chocolate?
[YOU JEST]
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You've gotta try 'em. Open it.
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And is hit at once with a hitherto unfathomable euphoria.]
Mmm! Mmm, oh my goodness, I need like, fifty boxes of these. I have to take them home.
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You can probably just grab as many as you want from Omega Mart before we leave. Seems like the place keeps getting restocked somehow anyway. They're good though, right?
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[Deadly serious. Slapping back another handful, crunch crunch crunch.]
It kind of creeps me out? I mean, I know where I come from a magically refilling cupboard might not be weird, but here it's not supposed to be magic, soooo....where are they getting everything? Especially when we're between planets.
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I've wondered that, too. Kind of like I've wondered how food in the mess hall's made or the dogs are being taken care of in the park when it's supposedly just us. Things have to be refueled and restocked when we land, but there's a lot of the ship we don't have access to either. It's possible there's just a bunch of stock piled away that gets replenished when stuff's low.