o p e n p o s t

[quasaar]

o p e n p o s t

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[quasaar]

... really? One one of the three? Though I guess on this ship, two of the three seem to be mutually exclusive.

[deadsirius]

ouch. i might be dead but i still have feelings you know.

[quasaar]

You aren't the only one I draw my statistics from, I could remove you from the equation entirely and it would still stand that they are mutually exclusive ideas around here.

You are less infuriating to talk to than others.

[deadsirius]

so i piss you off less than jan does.

sounds a lot like genuine affection to me.

[quasaar]

If I ever meet someone that is more infuriating than him, I am throwing myself into the nearest singularity.

And that sounds like you have no concept of affection.

[deadsirius]

really? because he makes me feel all tingly.

my first date had nine arms. i know plenty about affection.

[quasaar]

Can you get space herpes? That might be what that feeling is.

Groping isn't affection, Siri.

[deadsirius]

pretty sure i can't, but we've got plenty of space penicillin. just in case.

you sound like you know something about affection.

[quasaar]

[ Ras won't admit that made him laugh a little. No proof of it happening.

He also really doesn't want to talk about affection or what he knows about it.]

I do read a lot, you know. Affection is a highly sought after emotion after all, integral to many psychological and social systems running smoothly.

[deadsirius]

ok, if groping isn't affection experience than reading about it damn sure doesn't count.

[quasaar]

.... I have experience with affection, I'm just not gonna talk about it.

We all have our skeletons we like to keep in the closet, after all.

[deadsirius]

you know, calling it that makes it sound like you regret it.

do you regret it?

[quasaar]

[ Does he regret it? Not at all. It just-- reminds him of a time that he can't ever get back, of things that he left in a tangled wreck of metal on some no-name planet four years ago. Of things he left willingly (but maybe a few things still ache a little).]

No. Not at all.

[deadsirius]

good. don't ever regret anything. not while you're still alive.

[he speaks from a place of experience. regrets are for ghosts like him and siri's only regret is not doing more things that he might've regretted.]

when i get my body back- there's this really ancient saying that i like - when i get my body back, it's on.

[quasaar]

Those are certainly words to live by, hard to truely understand until you have come up against something that makes you realize just how frail life is though.

[Not that he has experience with that. ]

It's on, huh. What's the first thing you're gonna do.

[deadsirius]

i'm going to fill a tub with something gelatinous and alcoholic, then streak through the ship before jumping into it.

you might want to avert thine eyes.

[quasaar]

You're going to what?

Why?

[deadsirius]

why not?

[quasaar]

Why would you jump into alcoholic jelly? What will that do?

[deadsirius]

i don't know, i've never done it before. that's the whole point.

[quasaar]

Ah that is-- fair then?

Would you rather consume the alcoholic jelly?

[ He's not saying he will let you co-pilot for a while, but-- maybe he's saying he would let you. ]

[deadsirius]

i do remember liking both things a lot.

[quasaar]

[ He really shouldn't do this, but-- Siri is less annoying than some. And he is pretty sure Janus is off the ship at the moment, so--]

We can try the co-piloting thing if you want.

For a little while.

[deadsirius]

Yeah?

[sorry if he's suddenly right behind you. most of the time siri uses a good deal of his energy to open doors and pretend that walls actually mean something to him, but.

no body, no rules.]

[quasaar]

[ FOR THE LOVE OF THE VOID WHY WOULD YOU--

Ras might clutch his chest a little as he spins around because what the hell]

In the name of-- Siri! Warning would have been nice.