Peridot Facet 2F5L Cut 5XG (
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fandomhigh2017-11-22 08:00 am
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Library, Wednesday
Peridot didn't want to be here today. The whole... thing... with everyone on the island being a child had freaked her out more than a little bit. It was bad enough she was on a race of short-lived organic beings that grew and changed and then withered away. To have them all regress that way was wreaking havoc on her head.
And then she'd been attacked by turkeys in class, and that about tore it.
So half of her shift was going to be spent distractedly doing actual library work.
The rest of her shift was going to be spent booking a portal ticket. Not for long, no; it was a return ticket, in fact. But there was a sale on tickets to her own version of Earth for Thanksgiving, and it couldn't hurt to be somewhere that made sense for a little while, right?
[OOC: 'Dot is goin' home for the holiday! Last chance to see her before she takes off for a bit!]
And then she'd been attacked by turkeys in class, and that about tore it.
So half of her shift was going to be spent distractedly doing actual library work.
The rest of her shift was going to be spent booking a portal ticket. Not for long, no; it was a return ticket, in fact. But there was a sale on tickets to her own version of Earth for Thanksgiving, and it couldn't hurt to be somewhere that made sense for a little while, right?
[OOC: 'Dot is goin' home for the holiday! Last chance to see her before she takes off for a bit!]

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"Found you," he said with a slight smile as he made his way into the library.
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"No more 'ventures," Peridot said, putting down her phone and pointing a finger in Jason's direction. "Not this time!"
... Also, hi!
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"Well, we have plenty of that back on my Earth," Peridot replied, rolling her eyes. "Slime, acid... corrupted Gems really like to spit, apparently."
And then there was Steven, who just used regular spit.
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"You know... Gems who have lost who they are, and who have become monsters." Peridot paused, and then frowned. "We don't have anything like it on Homeworld. It's an Earth thing."
It was messy, and it had something to do with the war, and Peridot was never in any position to find out more than that.
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Peridot tilted her head in thought, and then kind of squirmed a little.
"I wouldn't call Gem corruptions 'someone,' anymore." She spread her hands a little. "They're mindless corruptions, monsters that don't even resemble what they used to be. They're 'something,' at best. Animals."
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Peridot tilted her head at that.
"Did... something change her, or did she change herself?"
It seemed like there was a bigger difference between corrupted Gems and this monster Jason was talking about than it had sounded like, at first. But Peridot was still coming to grasp the nature of change, so maybe she was mistaken.
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"There's a- force? Or energy? Something. In my world, called the Power," great name, that. "It's channeled through, uh. Gems, actually. Something happened to hers, I think, which made her go all..." he made a vague hand-wavey motion that was meant to encapsulate 'homicidal and power-mad'.
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"So..." Peridot frowned a little more, reaching for her phone again, mostly to just kind of fidget with while she thought. "She was corrupted, but she kept her mind? It just wasn't... wasn't her anymore."
She wasn't sure if that was better or worse than completely losing oneself and becoming a drooling monster.
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"Fair enough," Peridot allowed, still frowning. "Is that sort of corruption uncommon, then?"
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She wasn't going to point out that drifting aimlessly through space was equally horrifying.
"If anything ever corrupts me... poof me," she said, suddenly. "Better to have no form than be anything but myself."