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un: jaycetalis | video
[If anyone hasn’t seen Jayce within the past few months, he looks quite a bit different. His hair is longer, he has a beard, and doesn’t seem quite as full of energy as he might have in the past. He’s also not dressing as uptight as he used to— a lack of vest and tie, exchanged for just a simple button up shirt. The background is once again S.T.A.R. labs, although he’s not trying to hide it this time.]
Hey, Etrayans. For those new to this whole thing, welcome. I’m Jayce Talis. For those who came from Pollux, also welcome. I can say with full confidence Aurora’s better at this than Castor is.
[Aurora probably won’t appreciate that comment, but whatever. He stands by it. But that aside…]
I’m putting out a call for fellow scientists to come together and work collaboratively on research involving what we know about Etraya, and more importantly, what we don’t know. This could also include strategizing developments to improve our lives here, and solving problems with our understanding in our respective fields.
Something that we have here that we lack in our own worlds is the variety of perspectives. In my world, some of our greatest achievements are beyond what’s possible in other worlds, but we don’t have plastics or microwaves. Think of this as an opportunity for all of us to better ourselves, in this… transient existence we’re all stuck in.
Meetings would be here, in S.T.A.R. labs, every Thursday morning. No requirements if you want to participate other than an open mind, and a good attitude. No shooting down suggestions without hearing things out, and if you happen to have some sort of grudge against any of the participants here, you leave it at the door when you come in, or you’re not coming in.
[OOC: Feel free to threadjack around if you'd like!]
Hey, Etrayans. For those new to this whole thing, welcome. I’m Jayce Talis. For those who came from Pollux, also welcome. I can say with full confidence Aurora’s better at this than Castor is.
[Aurora probably won’t appreciate that comment, but whatever. He stands by it. But that aside…]
I’m putting out a call for fellow scientists to come together and work collaboratively on research involving what we know about Etraya, and more importantly, what we don’t know. This could also include strategizing developments to improve our lives here, and solving problems with our understanding in our respective fields.
Something that we have here that we lack in our own worlds is the variety of perspectives. In my world, some of our greatest achievements are beyond what’s possible in other worlds, but we don’t have plastics or microwaves. Think of this as an opportunity for all of us to better ourselves, in this… transient existence we’re all stuck in.
Meetings would be here, in S.T.A.R. labs, every Thursday morning. No requirements if you want to participate other than an open mind, and a good attitude. No shooting down suggestions without hearing things out, and if you happen to have some sort of grudge against any of the participants here, you leave it at the door when you come in, or you’re not coming in.
[OOC: Feel free to threadjack around if you'd like!]
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she climbs to her feet and tromps through the frost into her tent, rummaging a bit and returning with a hardcover book, some loose sheets of mostly-blank paper, and coloring markers. the partly-not-blank parts are some slapdash little etchings of...something. shapes. squiggles. doodles.
she sets all that on his lap.] Could prolly just have the ghost take pictures of it, right? I mean, she did that for the bar... But drawing's fine, too. [albeit surprising; it's the kinda low-tech approach she expects to be offering, rather than being offered.]
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[He takes the book and the thinnest marker of the bunch. With a practiced hand, he starts drawing the Kiramman Mansion, although it's very blueprint style- all straight lines and architecturally correct.]
This is- was... Caitlyn's mansion, in Mollymarin. She let me and Viktor live there. It's big, a lot of empty rooms. I'm there from 10pm to 8am on most days.
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Shit, how's this guy drawing straight-ass lines? On his lap? Why am I surrounded by mind-numbingly competent people all the time?!]
So it'd be sneaky night visits, huh... No one's gonna freak out if I sneak in and try to kill me?
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[He finishes up the drawing, and then turns to the next page, drawing next his forge.]
I'm here, every other day, from 11am to 4pm. It can be noisy, so you're going to have to be loud when you come in. Don't surprise me in there, because there's a lot of molten hot materials.
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though the expression shifts to mild confusion at first.]
Wait-- you live in two places depending on the time? Are they next to each other or am I hiking around the bubble?
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If he's that itchy to make me a sink, think he'd make me some knives?
...Where's Ochrewood.
her expression goes on a journey as she ponders that before blinking rapidly back to the present, an ear flicking.]
Right. Rightrightrightright. Okay. I--yeah. I, yuh, I guess I'll...make the trek. At some point. In the...future...
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[He turns a new page, and then pauses. Taps the marker to the page like he's trying to decide if he wants to reveal the Third Location.]
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absently:] Saves me the trouble of havin'ta take up a stalking routine I guess.
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You can always call me and ask where I am if you want to hang out, too.
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while fiddling with the cap of one of the markers, it fumbles out of her fingers and leads to her fishing around in the snow. processing the remark pauses her search as she tilts her head and peers up.]
Hang out? Like, not work? Or, some task?