my apprentice is still working on me with facebook. but i don't think he wants me to untag myself from pictures anyway so he's probably not too helpful on purpose.
yeah, that coyote.
[ And it's nice, having someone else who knows, who can say the old stories. ]
shapeshift. any animal. i don't need to return to my human form to change between others and i can do it as quickly, slowly, fully, or partially as i want. my brain's still human, though i'm animal enough that i can blend in.
not much of a secret anymore, at least not entirely. i kind of stampeded during that gas shit.
[ This is how it works. The info she doesn't steal from you, the stuff that you give her willingly, she returns with information in turn. Quid pro puo. ]
[ She's never said that before, never gave the ship ownership over the things that are happening to them. Never until now, until :) and all the rest. Jaye doesn't know that, but Aberdeen does and part of it makes her uncomfortable. ]
yes. you ask me.
tell me his name. tell me what he looks like. tell me what he sounds like.
when he disappeared, he had it with him. he never let it out of his sight. and now i have it.
[ And it's killing her. ]
scott. blue eyes, dark hair -- darker than mine, curly when it grows out. track runner's sort of build; he's not really broad, or he wasn't when i last saw him. we're both from detroit so we have that sort of not-accent. he's the younger one and the smart one. his voice isn't too deep -- tenor, i think that's the term.
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and i watch the network.
[ (And I listen.) A pause then. ]
home?
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earth. can't really get more specific than that, we travel. north america, maybe.
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be less creepy.
or at least be less obvious about it.
[ That....may be a joke. What is this fresh hell? ]
an earth riddled with creepy people.
[ She's curious about who does what back home. ]
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[ Just embrace it. ]
working with gods will do that.
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[ Not still amused. NOPE. ]
which ones?
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me personally or in general? because in general is a longass list
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personally.
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if you want.
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hope you're patient though.
... and coyote, the trickster.
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fair warning.
but offer still stands.
[ She doesn't know why, to be honest. But Aberdeen has never been the most self-aware person on the block. ]
old man coyote named buffalo, deer, elk, antelopes, and bear.
and all these came into being.
that coyote?
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but i don't think he wants me to untag myself from pictures anyway so he's probably not too helpful on purpose.
yeah, that coyote.
[ And it's nice, having someone else who knows, who can say the old stories. ]
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an apprentice.
and working for coyote.
interesting.
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what can you do?
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not much of a secret anymore, at least not entirely. i kind of stampeded during that gas shit.
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neat trick.
[ Then, more lag. Finally: ]
ask me a question.
something you want to know.
[ This is how it works. The info she doesn't steal from you, the stuff that you give her willingly, she returns with information in turn. Quid pro puo. ]
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he's not aboard the ship.
[ And then, after a moment, because a deal's a deal (even if Jaye hasn't agreed to this one explicitly): ]
if he was, i'd find him for you.
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is there some way i could find out if he was? his knife was in my locker.
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[ She's never said that before, never gave the ship ownership over the things that are happening to them. Never until now, until :) and all the rest. Jaye doesn't know that, but Aberdeen does and part of it makes her uncomfortable. ]
yes.
you ask me.
tell me his name.
tell me what he looks like.
tell me what he sounds like.
and i'll look.
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[ And it's killing her. ]
scott. blue eyes, dark hair -- darker than mine, curly when it grows out. track runner's sort of build; he's not really broad, or he wasn't when i last saw him. we're both from detroit so we have that sort of not-accent. he's the younger one and the smart one. his voice isn't too deep -- tenor, i think that's the term.
you remind me of him, a little bit.
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