firey new and voicetesting orz. eyeing distantskies

[whereto]

Okay, you're excited. Everybody's excited. Hooray.

No, that doesn't mean, I'm- I meant, everybody besides m-

Look, I'm not. Excited. I'm not. I--

[He huffs, pinching his nose.]

You're not even dead. You're where you're supposed to be. Why are we still talking about this?

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[disparates]

Don't think anybody could confuse you for excited with the way you're acting.

[whereto]

You'd think so, wouldn't you. [He goes for sarcastic here, but. He's just really, really bad at it.]

... I'm not excited.

[disparates]

Perhaps.

You've stated that, yes. [Don't worry, Ken does not judge your excitement or lack of it.]

[whereto]

Good.

[At least someone knows. That should count for something. Somehow.

So.]

You from around here?

[disparates]

That all depends on your definition of around here.

[interspace]

I don't think there's a "we" in this talking. There's you complaining, and her writing the app.

[whereto]

If I complain, there should be a we. There should be me complaining and - and someone listening. That's how it works.

I think it's well within my good right to complain.

[interspace]

You have a point. Still, not the "we" you were probably expecting.

So, am I wrong in interpreting that last comment as you wishing death on your mun, or...?

[whereto]

What? No! [He looks genuinely shocked at that for a moment but shakes it off rather quickly.]

I didn't-- I don't wish death on anyone. That would be horrible.

But isn't there a saying? 'The death are always restless'? [Is there a saying? He hopes there is a saying.]

[portender]

These... these things appear more and more common, don't they?

[whereto]

What things? Excited people?

[A pause.] Dead people?

[portender]

People excited for things that they shouldn't be.

...and dead people, I guess.

[whereto]

Yes. [Both, probably.] I don't really get it.

I'm sorry, I... Here I am, complaining, and... Rude, huh. [He offers a hand.] Joseph Brewer.

[cuimhne]

I admit it's not always a walk in the park there, but you have to admit - the idea of travelling all those worlds has a certain seductive quality to it, doesn't it?

[whereto]

[That does give him a pause.] I like traveling. Did quite some of in back in the day. I mean...

[... He shakes his head.]

But, no, come on. There's a catch. You don't get to travel for free.

[cuimhne]

[She laughs.]

That's exactly what you do! They really only ask you to do something if you plan on staying in the Observatory for a while.

And even then that's just washing a few dishes every now and again.

[whereto]

What if you break the dishes?

[fix]

So what's your shit?

[whereto]

[For a moment he looks testy, like he's about to come up with some witty comeback. But then he just falters, obviously lost within the possibilities of what that could refer to.]

I'm sorry, what?

[fix]

What makes you tick. What's your deep, dark, nasty little secret that makes you interesting and write-able.

C'mon, we all have one or two. [ Or a myriad. ]

[whereto]

So wait, wouldn't telling that make me boring again?

Like, you know. Admitting you have amateur porn on the internet somewhere?

[chimerics]

Why would your mun need to be dead?

Or is this. Personal?

[whereto]

She doesn't need to be dead, nobody needs to be dead. I don't want people to be dead! It's just that--

It's personal, yes. [He crosses his arms.

... Only, that's rude, because he brought it up, so he manages to keep that up for maybe ten seconds before he relents, weighing his head.]

I just, this is very new to me. Knowing you're about to just... go to some crazy place as if you were some kind of clairvoyant? Isn't that weird? I think that's weird.

[chimerics]

Uh, alright? Dead people are never a good thing.

[ She wasn't even mad. ]

I...guess? So far I'm pretty sure I have no foreboding knowledge of where I'm going, mostly because I'm too new to actually a little more than a voice, some paragraphs of "hey this would be cool" and my mun's stubbornness so.

I can only imagine.

[whereto]

No, they're not.

[He shakes his head.]

Sorry. You just got here, too, then? ... If it means anything, you look very corporal to me. I mean, I'm talking to you right now.