( limelight ) mr.duty trauma prom

[featherduster]

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[featherduster]

[ Frowns... ]

I don't know.

Everything that meaningful to me is... a person.

[takeyoutochurch]

Well don't go givin' up people just for a performance.

[quiet for a few beats]

It don't have to be the most valuable thing to ya. At least not if yer fine settlin' for one or two points. Yer Blessin's are worth somethin'. Yer visions are worth somethin'; so are yer memories. Yer sight, hearin', touch, are all worth somethin' too. Heck, even yer bedroom in yer cabin is worth somethin' since it's part of the place ya live.

I ain't sayin' to give those up, mind ya, but it's just to get that haystack ya call a brain thinkin' it over.

[featherduster]

[ He doesn't STOP frowning, but... ]

Well, tell me what you're gonna do, and then maybe I'll decide.

[takeyoutochurch]

[quiet for a few moments, considering]

Sense of touch.

[featherduster]

...

Why that, specifically?

[takeyoutochurch]

It's important enough to be valuable, and it'll be annoyin' to do without for a few days, but it won't stop me from livin' my life.

[featherduster]

Mmm...

[ Glances down at his metal hand ]

You won't be able to do your work at all.

[takeyoutochurch]

Eh, I'll be able to fumble through some of it just fine. I'll have to be careful, and that's all.

[since Aloe doesn't seem like he's complaining, Lea does go to input it at the screen]

[featherduster]

You'll injure yourself without realizing it. At least let me check your hands regularly.

[ ,,, FOLLOWS HIM TO WATCH SUSPICIOUSLY ]

[takeyoutochurch]

Don't be overprotective. It ain't like I'm gonna cut a finger off or somethin'.

[inputting his name, the captcha, his family, the captcha...]

[featherduster]

I'll do whatever I want.



There's six body parts on that list, not five.

[takeyoutochurch]

--Don't backseat captcha, I can count!

[accidentally clicks too many while arguing]

[featherduster]

--Well obviously you can't! Just let me do it, you suck at technology that doesn't have a diesel engine attached.

[takeyoutochurch]

No, wait yer turn.

[featherduster]

[ Crosses his arms and waits in the most overbearing manner possible ]

[takeyoutochurch]

[GETS THE CAPTCHA

ELBOWS ALOE IN THE SIDE

ENTERS "SENSE OF TOUCH" INTO THE SCREEN]

[featherduster]

[ KICKS HIM IN THE ANKLE

DOES NOT TAKE EYES OFF THE SCREEN ]

[takeyoutochurch]

[FAILS THE CAPTCHA

KICKS HIM BACK]

--Oi! Knock it off already!!!

[featherduster]

[ only yelps a LITTLE bit ]

The answer is seven. Get good.

[takeyoutochurch]

[enters the captcha correctly and then tackles him to the ground to AGGRESSIVELY NOOGIE HIM]

[featherduster]

[ Shrieks like a banshee and tries to barrel roll free ]

HEY HEY HEY HEY!!!

[takeyoutochurch]

[he is not trying SUPER hard to keep him pinned, so he's able to barrel roll out pretty easily]

Quit bein' a pain in the ass and do yer stuff already! And tell me what yer doin'.

[featherduster]

[ Huffs and attempts in vain to fix his hair ]

... My memories from "this" world. From before the boat.

[takeyoutochurch]

[looks at him like he's stupid but doesn't move to stop him at all, letting him go]

Why that?

[featherduster]

[ Answers the captcha upsettingly quickly ]

I've got reasons.