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fandomhigh2017-05-22 05:29 pm
whatisclocks) wrote in fandomhigh2017-05-22 05:29 pm
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Sciencing Things All Sciencily, Monday
"You're going to be here every week, aren't you?" Philomena said, considering the class with a sigh. "So I hear people sometimes just put the telly on in classes and let you all watch, so I wanted to do that today 'cos it's easier than filling your brains with knowledge, like."
She pushed the television to the center of the classroom.
"I did this documentary about Shakespeare once," she confided. "Turns out he's not just a funny man in tights that likes to wear feathers in his cap. Anyway, I'm not gonna show you the documentary 'cos I look fantastic in it but theatre's not great if you want to follow the story and text all the time, Shakespeare really ought've thought about that."
A pause. A tilt of the head.
"... And this is supposed to be a science class," she said. "So I found this movie that's supposed to be about these two Shakespeare men but they're walkin' about talking about sciencing, I like the one who looks like a weasel, I think he killed someone this one time. Anyway, he gets like, distracted by bathtubs and flowers and crap, it sort of reminds me of me, and I need you lot to write an essay about like, all the science parts, so I can tell if you've been sciencing right."
She had, at this point, already put on the movie, and was talking through it, and didn't particularly seem to care. "I never did get this bit," she said. "Or that bit. Is that a chocolate coin? It looks like a ye olde chocolate coin of some sort, he better not eat it, it looks like it's been there for months. Oh, but you can tell this is like, proper Shakespeare, 'cos of all the mud. They had that back then in Shakespeare times, loads of mud, it was basically all they ate. Kind of sad, isn't it? They slept on mud, and played with mud, and probably had loads of sex with mud... that's why Shakespearian stuff is so longwinded and boring most of the time, all the bloody mud, I bet people were dying to hear anything about anything that wasn't mud--"
She spent the rest of the movie talking at length. It was nearly impossible to hear most of the dialogue. "...I don't get the boat," she said. "Why are they not not on a boat? Feels like they'd be less dead if they'd just taken an airplane or somethin', tickets aren't that expensive and airplanes only leak if they're about to catch fire..."
She pushed the television to the center of the classroom.
"I did this documentary about Shakespeare once," she confided. "Turns out he's not just a funny man in tights that likes to wear feathers in his cap. Anyway, I'm not gonna show you the documentary 'cos I look fantastic in it but theatre's not great if you want to follow the story and text all the time, Shakespeare really ought've thought about that."
A pause. A tilt of the head.
"... And this is supposed to be a science class," she said. "So I found this movie that's supposed to be about these two Shakespeare men but they're walkin' about talking about sciencing, I like the one who looks like a weasel, I think he killed someone this one time. Anyway, he gets like, distracted by bathtubs and flowers and crap, it sort of reminds me of me, and I need you lot to write an essay about like, all the science parts, so I can tell if you've been sciencing right."
She had, at this point, already put on the movie, and was talking through it, and didn't particularly seem to care. "I never did get this bit," she said. "Or that bit. Is that a chocolate coin? It looks like a ye olde chocolate coin of some sort, he better not eat it, it looks like it's been there for months. Oh, but you can tell this is like, proper Shakespeare, 'cos of all the mud. They had that back then in Shakespeare times, loads of mud, it was basically all they ate. Kind of sad, isn't it? They slept on mud, and played with mud, and probably had loads of sex with mud... that's why Shakespearian stuff is so longwinded and boring most of the time, all the bloody mud, I bet people were dying to hear anything about anything that wasn't mud--"
She spent the rest of the movie talking at length. It was nearly impossible to hear most of the dialogue. "...I don't get the boat," she said. "Why are they not not on a boat? Feels like they'd be less dead if they'd just taken an airplane or somethin', tickets aren't that expensive and airplanes only leak if they're about to catch fire..."
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She shrugged.
"Oh sure, there's plenty of variation from one individual to the next, but they all seem to fit within a very specific range of physical parameters."
The whole 'genders' thing threw her off a bit, though.
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She did think that was kind of weird, to be honest.
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"And I meant especially in terms of height and pigmentation," Peridot replied. "The largest members of my race are taller than this building by far, and could pick either of us up in one hand."
Humanity couldn't boast that.
"I'll admit I don't understand organic reproduction very well," she added, as an afterthought. "If they aren't choosing partners based on potential outcomes, what are they choosing them for?"
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As for the question, she flung both arms up in a broad, unnecessarily dramatic shrug. "Don't look at me. It's not something I personally ever want to think about." COMMITMENT WAS
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Which was a nice, vague way to say that they were engineered, more or less, and grown in massive quarries known as Kindergartens. But the idea that they were somehow synthetic was offensive to her little certified Kindergartener heart.
"You don't want to reproduce?" She tilted her head curiously. "Too young? Simply not interested in the process or in raising a new organism from its-" she ran through several words for it in her head, thankfully breezing by 'larval' to settle on, "infant stages?"
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She would have been amused by 'larval,' though.
She tilted her head. "I'm not familiar with Gems. At least, not as sapient life forms, just -- eh, my translator might be missing something, that's always a possibility."
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"Gems don't form attachments at all," Peridot mused, tilting her head. "Not even with new Gems. But you aren't mis-hearing."
She gestured to the triangular stone in the middle of her forehead.
"This is me. Everything else is just a hard-light projection so that I can interact with my surroundings. All of the important stuff, though, is right here."
In the gem part of the Gem.
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I can see it. Never would've occurred to me, but I can see it."
Not that she realized it, but she was talking a little bit like she would about a specimen. Stop that, Peebee.
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"It allows us to adapt to almost any unfamiliar environment or new world," she explained, and yes, she was absolutely bragging a little. "Any atmosphere or any level of gravity. So long as it won't damage our gem and it's an environment that doesn't destroy light, we can handle it."
It made intergalactic conquest so easy.