one. ⇄ voice

[perceptum]

[ so that was...some shit, huh?

in light of just how grim everything had gotten, it seems the perfect time to roll out a little something to lighten the mood, and river has been rehearsing for at least half an hour prior to actually addressing the network.

(it needs to be perfect, okay? delivery is everything in comedy) ]

I have a joke. ..More than one, but one for now. We're all very tired.

[ she clears her throat a little - bless she's actually kinda nervous - before continuing, a little rustling following as she even sits up straighter. ]

How many existentialists does it take to screw in a light bulb? [ pause for effect ] Two - one to change the light bulb, and one to observe how it symbolizes an incandescent beacon of subjectivity in netherworld of cosmic nothingness!

[ ok you can all laugh now ]

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voice;

[oversight]

This is what you're doin' with your time, huh?

[ Not laughing, not laughing, not laughing... ]

voice;

[perceptum]

[ u better laugh nerd she knows you love this crap, buddy ]

Thought it might be nice, that's how people lighten the mood- right? Comedy isn't one of the strong skills she holds dear.

voice;

[oversight]

[ Oh, he's laughing on the inside, don't worry. And a little bit on the outside, too. He doesn't quite manage to suppress the lingering chuckle. ]

It's one of the ways to do that, yeah. You did good.

[ And then a pause — that tentative breath — as he pushes right on with dad mode. ]

Know when people get worked up it makes things a bit more difficult. Feelin' okay otherwise?