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Library, Wednesday

Oh, the library. Peridot was kind of pleased to be back in here, even though it hadn't been so long since the weekend, to pick up the last of the research materials that were still lying around and to get back to some semblance of normalcy in her day-to-day.

She maybe got a little sidetracked when she picked up a few books about sharks, mind. Everything was still going to get put away, of course, but there was something she didn't know much about, right there, and it seemed important to her that she pause to read up on it.

The library was open, and the Gem was in. And also kind of thinking it would be cool to have skin made up of millions of tiny teeth.

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By now, Summer had known to enter the library with caution, in case the books were acting up, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that they were behaving today. She smiled when she spotted Peridot and headed over, hands clasped in front of her in that contrite way she did when she was going to try to ask favors of someone, even though Peridot pretty much said she'd do this for her.

"Sooooo," she started, "things seemed to have settled down a bit around here, huh?"

"Pretty much," Peridot agreed, giving a concise little nod before looking up from her shark book. "With the storm gone, this place is back to the quiet usual. Which is a shame. There's so much in here."

So much. Even so far as libraries went, it would be difficult to find this one's rival.

"Mmmm," Summer made a faintly disagreeing sound. "I'm okay with, you know, having a wall again. But I do recall us discussing a possible project for you to help you with the quiet..."

She whipped her phone out of her back pocket and held it out. "Wha-bam! Although, I have to tell you, I need it back no later than next Sunday. I have to go back home after classes are finished for another evaluation, but there's no way I'm going back without a phone. But, that's, like, more than a week, and I'm sure you don't even need, like, a fraction of that time, because you're so brilliant and stuff."

Laying it on a bit thick? Maybe.

Edited 2017-08-09 17:05 (UTC)

"I," Peridot said, eating that buttering-up with a spoon, "am a Homeworld technician. I was made brilliant. And besides, human technology is easy. Once you get the hang of what parts are digital components and which ones are fasteners to keep the case together, anyway..."

There had been a slight learning curve, so sue her.

"You wanted a holo-projection screen installed, right? Did you want the projection itself to be interactive so that it replaces the current screen along with your current capacitive sensor abilities? Or would you rather the projection be something separate from the display you're using now, so that you can make use of both while controlling the holoprojections via the surface-touch you're used to?"

"Would it be possible to have both options?" Summer wondered. "So that I could interact with the hologram if that fit my needs better, as well as being able to control it from the phone if o wanted to do it that way? I guess that doesn't really matter, but the option would be nice. I just mostly want a good size projection for movies, you know. Anobout yay big." She demonstrated a general ideal size with her hands. "A good size for, you know, if you're curled up in bed or nuzzled up next to someone on a couch..."

Peridot was following along and nodding while Summer spoke, right up until that last bit.

"Watching movies in bed?"

In her defense, Peridot never slept.

"I mean, it's doable, absolutely, but aren't beds for sleeping?"

Or certain other activities she'd read about?

"Primarily, sure," said Summer, "but are tables just for eating? No, you can also write at them, or read, or do a puzzle. Beds, like tables, have a few other uses, too, because they're so comfy. And fun."

And, no, she wasn't talking about just jumping on them.

Peridot opened her mouth for a moment. And then shut it again. And then tilted her head, and squinted, and looked down at the phone.

"One of these days I'll figure out what all this fun is about," she muttered. "So you want to be able to use your phone for 'bed fun.' Okay."

Don't laugh, Summer.

"That's not the only reason," she insisted, her face red from the effort, but also a little bit of embarrassment. "But I'll admit that is is a main reason. And I'd imagine those books should be helping, and if not... well, there's plenty of resources, believe me..."

"Actually, hold on," she took to her phone real quick to find Ethan's number and temporarily block it. Last thing they needed was for him to send one of his unsolicited dick pics in the middle of Peridot testing out the new functions or something. "There," she said, handing it over. "Now it should be ready
I'd try to leave the settings untouched if you can help it."

Peridot stared down at the phone again, and then squinted, and then looked back up at Summer.

"I'll keep that in mind," she replied, and then... kind of just tucked the phone away into her hair. There was a lot of hair, and she didn't come equipped with pockets. "I should be finished with this by..." She tilted her head a little in thought. "Saturday. Possibly Sunday, if I have to build the components from scratch."

Summer winced a little at the ETA, after a good bit of ogling, because she now had so many questions about Peridot's hair. She hadn't even entirely realized that it was hair. Why would a Gem have hair?

Questions, perhaps, for another timr. Although she twitched just a little, Summer smiled. "Thanks, Peridot, I really appreciatell it. I can't wa it to see the awesome results," and maybe show it off a little. "And, hey, if we can think of other cool things, then you can just add more modifications later, right? More projects and stuff?"

"I will always accept new projects," Peridot replied, looking quite pleased.

And then she paused, and kind of fidgeted, and then reached into her hair again, pulling out her own phone.

"... You need something for the interim, don't you?"

"No!" Summer said, a bit too sudden and short, and then she composed herself by clearing her throat. "I mean, no, no, it's okay. I mean, seriously, if I can't a few days without a phone, I have some major issues I'm not going to want to .... So it's fine. Besides, I'd need all my contacts, and it's just not feasible..."

Although even the physical comfort of having the weight of the device in her hand, her pocket...

No. No, she would be fine. She decided to stand firm. "No, it's okay, really. I'll be fine, but I do really appreciate the offer."

Peridot blinked, pulled both phones out again, looked at them and back up at Summer, and then shrugged and tucked them both away again.

"Suit yourself," she replied. "I would have to ask you to spin my Pokestops for me anyway."

Priorities.

There was one more faint twitch. Then a slow breath. She could do this. This would be good for her.

Focus on something else.

"What are Pokestops?"

Summer's universe, surprisingly, did not even have a PokemonGo equivalent ~~yet~~, though the concept would seem disturbingly familiar to her thanks to a few weekends ago....

"They're these round things that give berries and balls," Peridot replied, as though this should really be common knowledge. "Professor Deadpool taught us about them in one of his classes. One of his rare educational ones."

... If one counted Pokemon Go as educational, anyway.

"You mean Professor Deadpool actually teaches things?"

Round things that give berries and balls was 100% more believable than that.

"If those things also happen to be relevant to his interests, then yes," Peridot agreed, pulling her phone out once again, and then loading up the app. "There's a stop here in the library, I can show you right now."

The stop marked Special Collections, but they only had to be within range, they didn't actually have to go inside.

"Ohhhhh, so, what, is it like a mobile game?" Summer asked, tilting her head, then she snorted. "Of course that's what he'd fine relevant to teach, god."

Not that she was saying she'd actually want to learn about healing crystals, but it might help to have an idea of what fresh hell she'd be introduced to next semester, assuming the Federation would keep signing her up for his classes because they were the dumbest things ever.

"I think he really wanted to catch 'em all," Peridot agreed, nodding a little and pointing out the stop on the game screen once it loaded. She tapped it, spun it, and her daily streak increased by one. "It is endearing, in its own way. And gave me some added incentive to explore more of the island."

Summer's nose wrinkled a little; she wasn't sure endearing was the word she'd choose for it.

"So I take it those things are all around the island? At least that's actually doing something. My dad's addicted to this game where all you do is pop balloons. That's it. You just pop balloons. Sometimes the balloons go faster, sometimes there's bad balloons to avoid popping, but, literally, you just pop balloons, and he'll spend hours on it."

Peridot blinked a little at that and tilted her head.

"Why would you want to pop balloons, anyway?"

They were amusing the way they were!

Summer shook her head, lifting her hands uselessly, as Peridot's guess was as good as hers.

"Some people like the popping sound, I guess, or to scare people with them," she ventured. "In my dad's case, I think he just liked the animations and the bright colors and the occasional sense of victory over something in his sad, pathetic life."

"Victory... can be satisfying," Peridot said, after a short pause. "Even if it's over the helpless. Or, uh, the inanimate."

She wasn't sure if that really applied to digital balloons, but humans still didn't make complete sense to her at the best of times.

"I guess," Summer still didn't look convinced, but Peridot shouldn't feel bad, as clearly, not even humans understood other humans. "Maybe I'll show it to Mr. Deadpool, and we'll have an entire class on it. Or maybe I'll just blow my dad's mind when I show him his dumb balloon popping game on holograph."

"I think by that point you might as well just be popping real balloons," Peridot noted, but shrugged and made a mental note to make certain that the tech she installed in Summer's phone could also extrapolate and project two-dimensional images in 3D. It might come up with some weird results, because algorhythms always did, but it was better than nothing. "I never had games on my screen."

She looked back down at her phone.

"It's a nice change. Even if I don't always understand the point of them."

"It's less clean-up and work than real balloons," Summer pointed out, though Peridot's little comment at the end made her smile. "Do you play anything other than that Pokestop one?"

Peridot shook her head a little.

"I put that one on my phone because of the class," she admitted. "I have a few... apps. The one where you send short messages out into the void was amusing, for a while."

Peridot had a Twitter. Fear.

"What about the one where you send pictures and videos out into the void for a short while before thry disappear? "

No, Summer. NO.

"... Why would you want them to disappear?"

Because most of them were dick pics, Peridot.

"Then it's, I don't know, like a secret," Summer offered. "And if you do something silly or embarrassing or, you know, private , the evidence is gone, no permanent record "

"Private?"

Sorry, Summer. Look at who you were talking to?

"Like... secret inventions?"

Now that was just adorable.

And since Summer didn't have the creativity to try to think of many other things, she figured it'd be easiest if she just didn't dodge it and tried to explain. Hey, Peridot liked learning new things, so hopefully she'll appreciate it and not just add a tally to her "Humans are Weird" marks.

"That's...one way to look at it, sure," she said, "but, uh, I was thinking more of....well, humans sort of...do a mating ritual. Birds, like, have feathers and stuff that the preen and display to attract mates, but humans don't have feathers. We can be a lot more...direct, and we just...send each other picture of our private parts in hopes to, uh, elicit a response of a sexual nature. So you, voop, take the pic, send it off, they get a nice look at whatever you want to show them, and then, poof, gone. Hopefully. I mean, I'm pretty sure you can save the pictures, too, but that really goes against the whole spirit of it."

Peridot needed a moment to parse that one. She was totally game, here. She was trying! But the best she could really manage was, "Then it isn't of much use to me, is it?"

She had no private parts to speak of.

She was an actual literal gemstone.

"Not in that way, no," Summer had to admit with a smirk. "But it can still be fun. People post about what they're doing, concerts, food...not just nudes and selfies. They're like brief little...flashes of time, and then, poof, they're gone, like the Buddhist idea if i.permanence."

"... Buddhist?"

Peridot had missed basically all of Earth history, there.

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