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[video; un: bearly.bewitched] Look Around You
[Good morning, Anchor! There's a gargantuan, mechanical spider outside, a surprise obstacle course inside, and hitting the communicators bright and early — as bright as it gets in the colony — is a transmission from Anchor's Most Kissable Bird (sorry Starscream, maybe you'll win next year).
From the look of it, she's in the intimacy lounge, having made herself comfy on one of the beds: there's a glass of wine, soft lighting, and... some books and papers spread out around her, the thin sheets contrasting sharply with the silken ones that cover the bed. She seems to be doing a lot of writing, but what about? It is a mystery.
She finagles with the camera for another second, trying to prop it up before her so she can look into it while she writes. She gives it a smile as she leans forward, lying on her chest, propping up her chin with her hand; her magenta eyes stare through the device, cutting right to anyone who takes a gander at her message as though she could see them all along.]
I have two questions for you who would answer. What is it you like about yourself? [A beat, possibly for dramatic weight.] What is it you like about who in Anchor you like most?
[Her smile tightens with an almost mischievous air.]
Be truthful. I am eager to hear what you will say, and who you will say it about.
[And with a wink, she ends the transmission. Have a good day, Anchor — she'll be waiting on the line.]
From the look of it, she's in the intimacy lounge, having made herself comfy on one of the beds: there's a glass of wine, soft lighting, and... some books and papers spread out around her, the thin sheets contrasting sharply with the silken ones that cover the bed. She seems to be doing a lot of writing, but what about? It is a mystery.
She finagles with the camera for another second, trying to prop it up before her so she can look into it while she writes. She gives it a smile as she leans forward, lying on her chest, propping up her chin with her hand; her magenta eyes stare through the device, cutting right to anyone who takes a gander at her message as though she could see them all along.]
I have two questions for you who would answer. What is it you like about yourself? [A beat, possibly for dramatic weight.] What is it you like about who in Anchor you like most?
[Her smile tightens with an almost mischievous air.]
Be truthful. I am eager to hear what you will say, and who you will say it about.
[And with a wink, she ends the transmission. Have a good day, Anchor — she'll be waiting on the line.]
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I believe it is both. One may grow into who they are. They change slowly, and they may never know it. One may wish to change, and so they do. They work to become who they want to be. But deep down, they are still the person they once were. That is a part they cannot leave behind. Whether they like that person or not, they learned from them.
[It's hard to put her thoughts into common at times. She smiles a bit sheepishly.]
I hope that answers your question.
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I've traveled through time, not just to other worlds. I saw the kind of future I was living, and so now that I've changed, I know that future does not exist. I don't think we are the same person.
Maybe just different versions of the same?
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What is alternate universes? I have not heard of this before.
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I am sure that there is a version of myself that did not fall in love with Yamamoto Takeshi, but still could have been here. I'm just curious about how you think.
I could talk more about my boyfriend, though, if that's all you were after.
[A smile. He likes these in-depth sort of discussions, but he's also comfortable reflecting on what Takeshi has done for him. How he might have changed him for the better.]