Knowing me, knowing you

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know-me chain

Interested in someone (platonically or romantically)? Why not delve deeper?

- Comment with your prefs/limits/info.
- Other characters ask yours a (semi?) personal question.
- Your character answers, then asks one in return.
- Repeat.

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[ceptme]

What does it feel like when you, y'know. Do your thing.

[decohere]

Static, when I'm intangible. Passing through something, like some sort of phantom limb. Numb.

But when I come back together... like a million little stabbing needles, being ripped apart molecule by molecule. It feels like hell.

If you could be any different, what would you be?

[ceptme]

[Coming back together hurts more than coming apart...well, there's a metaphor he's not going to think too hard about]

Dunno. Richer, less responsibilities? Somethin' like that.

You ever wonder who you'd be if none of it'd happened?

[decohere]

[just isn't a whole lot to feel while intangible, but her nerves sure hate coming back online after.]

Hm. I like less responsibility. Don't care too much about money. I try not to torture myself too much anymore, over what might have been. But growing up I used to spend a lot of time thinking of what my life could be, once they cured me. Hah. But sometimes I thought about being a scientist, like my father. Now I mostly hate scientists and want to spend as little time in labs as possible.

Is there anything you'd tell your younger self, if you could?

[ceptme]

[snort] Yeah, I know that feelin'. It's all fun and games til you're the fucking science.

Not much point really, the little shithead won't listen til he's good and ready. I guess... "it probably would've all gone to shit no matter what you did". Somethin' like that.

How bout you?

[decohere]

... You too, huh.

Yeah, it'd be tempting to say something like "don't worry, it'll get better" but she's been lied to enough. Or "don't listen to them, get out while you can." Except she has nowhere to even go. So. Maybe more like "it wasn't your fault."

Do you have a favorite song?

[ceptme]

[deadpan] Yeah, lab rat buddies. Woo. We can get t-shirts or somethin'.

[The sharp turn into lighter territory takes him off guard a little] Huh. I guess...Redbone, Come and Get Your Love.

What d'you do for fun?

[decohere]

[a small sad laugh. yeah, she needs a bit lighter for the moment, something a step away from exposing all her trauma far too fast to some guy she barely even knows.]

Don't think I know that one. But sometimes I recognize songs better when I actually hear them.

... Puzzles, mostly. Logic ones. Sudoku. Sometimes crosswords. [she doesn't like getting out much.]

Um. Do you have any friends?

[ceptme]

Look it up later if you really wanna know, me singin' ain't gonna make anyone's day better.

Uh...yeah, actually. Kinda snuck up on me. They're dipshits, but they're my dipshits now I guess.

What's sudoku?

[decohere]

Now I'm sure you're being harder on yourself than necessary. [but she won't pressure.]

... must be nice.

Ah. It's a number game. Nine by nine grid made up of nine three by three sub-grids where each row, column, and sub-grid has to satisfy the rule of one of each number one through nine without any repeats. You start with a few numbers and have to narrow down the possibilities. It's easy once you figure out the basics, but a good way to not think about other things for awhile.

What about you, any hobbies?

[ceptme]

Drinking and finding trouble, mostly [A thoughtful pause] I like fixing things. Kinda not that different from puzzles, I guess.

You ever get curious about trying more normal people shit?

[decohere]

Because you feel broken...? [said before she fully realizes, and then she just looks apologetic.]

Ah. Maybe. I don't know. Some things just don't feel... for me. Like even if I participate, I won't get the same sort of experience out of it.

What sort of normal people shit are you curious in trying?

[ceptme]

[That startles a short, incredulous laugh out of him] ...smooth [He shakes his head] Can't say I've ever thought about it that hard. It's just, y'know. Satisfying.

I dunno, everyone talks a big game about this "relationship" shit. Probably wouldn't live up to the hype though.

How long since you got away from 'em?

[decohere]

Yeah. I get that. I always liked watching my father build things. All the different parts and equipment. He'd explain what they all did and at the time I thought I understood what it all meant. [but she usually doesn't talk about all that, considering how tragically it all ended, and she glances away.]

Ah... I'm not so sure how good I'd be at that sort of thing. Being kept isolated doesn't exactly develop the best social skills. When girls my age were... holding hands and going on dates and having their first kiss, the only men I was meeting were my targets and the ones assigning me to kill them.

It's been... a few years. But I've spent it mostly on the run. Which also isn't all that conducive to meeting people.

[a thoughtful hum.] What sort of... qualities do you like, in a person?