[if they pretended it never happened, it would simply go away. that was what they'd hoped for with all they'd left on earth - and even what Lapis had hoped when she'd dragged them down to the depths of the ocean. down there in the blackness...if they stayed long enough, maybe Jasper would forget the sun.]
Of course it does. She's not a god, she's-
[Eren has her expression. she knows it because that was the image she'd seen reflected back in the ocean tower, glassy eyes unable to disguise the burning need to return that blazed within. she'd nearly cracked a planet in two with her efforts to escape the suffocating atmosphere of her prison - and for what? there had been no one left to care.
humans were too young to understand, she thinks. stories like that...they weren't worth the pain of pursuing.]
They said our worlds were frozen, right? I think something's wrong with that.
[she can't smash her palm down on the raw wound just yet, but she can gradually build her way up to it like this. hurtful as it was, it helped the gem to gather her own thoughts as well.]
[ it’s the one thing that’s keeping him from having a complete breakdown. perhaps the wisest decision was to consider each spoken word and find his own opinion or facts, as the world’s history has deathly showed them they are terrible at a game of telephone. but this gem— why would she lie? why would she make an entire scene, and why would she feign the despair so blatant on her blue-hued face? eren knew despair, there was no way to truly fake it. she had to hold some truth to what she speaks, eren just didn’t know what and to what extent.
he’d only find out if he dug deeper. he isn’t a bag of bricks, that was for certain, only tunnel visioned at times that made him seem as intelligent as . . . a a honing missile, but with the expansion of understanding, he goes for the only other possibility that would make sense of two people couldn’t be in the same place at the same time. ]
[kill them? the suggestion brings a faint twinge of bitter pain to her face, a spasm of irony. oh, if only it had been so simple. but Malachite had killed her, hadn't she? all that time...even now, there were moments when her body felt alien to her. that fusin had nearly destroyed the only thing she could still claim as her own.]
I am them. [or, rather-] Part of them, at least. We can't exist separately.
So you’d know how to stop them. [ or at least put all of this in reverse. even if it’s something that’s possibly more a part of her than not, oh, this misinformation is the juiciest. there’s also been something that eren’s doubted ever since learning about the other cardinal gems, he has to ask with scrutiny: ] They’re not a god at all, are they?
[Lapis nods, a hand reaching up to unconsciously clasp the small chip of sapphire embedded in her shoulder. it was an interloper in her form, but also a midway point between herself and the true gem which rested on her back. yes, she knew exactly how to put an end to Malachite - but it would be foolish even by her standards to reveal that now, before it could be put into action. they may be bound by circumstance, but there was still no one here she trusted enough to speak of shattering to so carelessly.]
There's never been anything divine about us.
[the gems of this planet must not know of fusion to mistake such a thing for a god - to fall to the same superstitious misapprehension as a bunch of living fruits. her tongue runs out across her lips, like swiping away juices from a lifetime past; she can still feel the taste of watermelon clinging to them.]
Malachite is just a monster in a cage.
[which of them had been the truer beast? the delineation of self had eroded so badly by the end that Lapis could no longer decide with any accuracy, and the thought draws out a hollow laugh. a god. the only 'righteous' thing about that fusion had been the vengeance she'd enacted on Jasper.]
[ the words fall sharp on his ears and makes his gaze fall thoughtfully, mulling something to himself that’s loud enough for two: ]
Makes me wonder what we are.
[ isn’t it just the same thing? monsters of all kinds in a glorified neon cage? though he doubts anyone can take the oscar for worst monster from him . . . well, that won’t change anything. he’s got the idea. maybe lapis does, too. ]
. . . Thanks for telling me what you know. [ in “better” news, if he could call that inherently better. no one else had, and as little or disturbing as it was, it was something, unlike the tight lipped locals afraid of speaking its name because it’ll kill them while they slept or something. ] If that’s why we’re here, I’d look into it. Know what we’re up against to make the next move a fast one.
[ it’s his way of saying . . . u know . . . if u need a rebel ]
[what was there to wonder? there was only ever one thing that they could be: tools. it was the will of an empire forging their roles on this planet - or, rather, a frightened people. it was too dangerous to face the wrath of god themselves, but something expendable...that would suffice marvelously.
yes, Lapis certainly grasps what's going on here. this is a play she's starred in before.]
You don't have to thank me. [awkwardly, as if she isn't used to gratitude.] ...I just don't want to be like them.
[she wouldn't be afraid any longer. not of the unknown, not of failure - and sure as hell not of the monster living beneath her skin. fear was a chain and she was through being a prisoner.]
Even if they're frightened of her, I don't think they'll be happy about someone attacking their 'god'. None of us will be able to shatter her on our own.
[which means, hey...hey, human dude. you wanna topple the false deity which pulls the strings of fate?]
There's a lot that we still need to find out...I don't think we'll get a second chance.
[ time and place homie g(em). eren assembles her words and assesses them into . . . well, it could definitely be a possibility, but both were aware that ideas such as these took time. they had plenty to dedicate toward it, now they needed grit to get it done as fast as possible without letting it get sloppy.
[it's strange to her that gems have names here - another reminder that these 'rocks' are more like people than her own kind. being able to declare her identity has been a point of pride since clawing her way free of the mirror, but saying it now comes with a special sort of relief. the ambassador bearing her stone may be Aurora, but she was just Lapis.
she doesn't ask for his name in return (doesn't really care) but does appear to be hesitating, debating internally whether or not to do something more. this isn't a fusion, but there's weight to this agreement. a partnership, an aligning of desires to strengthen them into something which may actually succeed against the wishes of this world. it deserved...more acknowledgement than just an introduction.
nodding to herself, the gem steels her mind and extends a hand to Eren. what her heart anticipates to come next has it trembling but she remains strong, striking down any weakness within. it was just a handshake. she would do this.]
[ lapis. eren watches as her hand comes undone from its difficult walls. before he does the some with less thought fortitude, he speaks his own identity and reaches, ]
Eren Jaeger.
[ and the second their hands clasped together, from eren’s end, a solid grip to show he meant what they implied (and it might not even be best to say anything else in public), the ruby gem imbedded in his suprasternal notch beneath his collar and tie gleamed, shining maroon through the white button down and to his chin and neck. the sensation itself is— he wouldn’t say strange. otherworldly, definitely, but some sort of feeling right at the time: a harmonized buzz somewhere in him that made him aware of the contact that was being made to forming a match at the exact moment.
. . . it felt mildly shallow, if anything, but it was something so sudden yet so . . . maybe, valid? it didn’t feel bad enough to retreat from that he doesn’t immediately let go. he keeps holding unless the other side slumps, even forgetting that— he is just standing there holding onto this poor stone’s hand until this very second. ]
[Eren. an ally - whether he considered her worthy of the same distinction or not. the gem does think, perhaps foolishly, that for once she isn't naively acting on her own principles; there's been something in the human's eyes, and now in the way that he holds her hand, that implies sincerity. this goal is too important to the both of them for manipulation.
the human's gem glows, and Lapis recognizes it for what it is - or rather, what she believes it ought to be.
her own body appears to be cracking along the shoulder, as if a seam had been opened up with light; such is the effect of her small, secondary gem, a mere chip lost in the ocean of blue already painting her body. the real oddity is that this sensation touches the stone on her back as well, causing it to flicker briefly with a glow of aching familiarity. Lapis' brow furrows but her hand remains steadfastly in Eren's, hold strong despite her delicate frame. it's so vastly different from the last time she'd taken hold of someone like this that she can't even remember to be afraid of the consequences.]
...can you feel that?
[she's genuinely curious, an emotion that she hasn't properly felt in eons. things had been done to them all, human and otherwise, but fusion was...personal. would a being incapable of converting itself properly for the endeavor be able to feel the buzz of potential? she honestly didn't have the answer.]
[ the fact that he was holding on for too long had only become apparent after she spoke, his stupor concentrated now on the harmonious shining of crimson from his front, that made the gem’s face and hands seem purple in hue, and then azure that joined them from her back like a rising halo stuck behind the base of her head. his fingers loosened then as he parsed his tongue for words, setting his lips— the glow, the hum inside, the direct link that brought them together went dim when his hand was able to sluggishly fall back. ]
—Yeah, [ it’s something that only crops back up again after having sat through an entire scientist’s ceremonious introduction of noctoim, ] this is Synchrony?
[it's perfect timing, retreat just before lightning struck where they stood. any longer and Lapis' feet may have moved of their own accord - a military march, she thought, angular movements and unyielding purpose.
...no. absolutely not. not with the consequences of her last dance still casting its shadow over her existence.]
...it must be. The only other thing - I think people like you are still too solid for it.
[right? but the way that Eren had glowed, the vibrations she could feel resonating in her own gem...it made her wary.
Lapis has been staring down at her hand this whole time, still extended out into nothing. it's only now, as she comes away from the thoughts of connections and connecting that she notices the limb is shaking. with a deep frown she clenches it into a fist and allows it to fall back at her side finally. keep calm, Lazuli. no weakness now.]
[ eren could afford his own staring at his hands, giving his fingers a flex before returning faster to him than lapis’.
“too solid?” he thinks, but it’s to himself. for now, it remains tucked into a place he could ask later, at a different time. he’d sometimes been called dense, but he could see how palpable her discomfort was. ]
It wasn’t bad. Was it?
[ “for you” is implied. he’s had his own fair share of holding hands and having his brain broke on the spot. ]
[these were her own emotions and she shouldn't be seeking outside validation for them, but Lapis' heart is growing more troubled by the second. even if this wasn't the same sort of bond it was a connection, and that there was positivity to it was alarming.
Malachite had felt good for all the wrong reasons, powerful in the ability she gave Lapis to finally exact punishment on someone. was this the same thing in another coat of paint? or was it what an actual link should feel like?
(what was wrong with her, that she couldn't tell the difference?)]
[ affirming of that (and just making sure), eren inclines his head as he adjusts his tie and collar— the gem-glowing had made it feel all sorts of tingly. ]
If we’re on the same wavelength.
[ to his understanding, which he’s fine with. as strange as it was, it felt . . . fitting, and even a bit of proof that they really were on common ground enough to sync correctly, as short lasting as it was. ]
What were you saying about humans being too solid?
[ for another possibility; if he’s going to learn how gems work, he might as well pump it out of a person who’s actually answer him. ]
[right, that...those sorts of things weren't actually attached to humans, were they? the novelty of 'real' clothes attracts Lapis' attention for a brief moment, her stare far too intense for someone watching a man just fucking fiddle with his tie. but it keeps her mind from other topics - from the same wavelength.
but it's better like that, wasn't it? if it hadn't been for her own monstrous desires, Malachite would never have remained stable long enough to function. they'd only lost themselves to mirrored hatred once the ocean waves eroded all else. she forces herself to breathe, once, and unclench the tight little fists at her side.
the fabric of her own skirt is soft, light. think of that, and the shared desire to right the inequality of this world.]
It's...sort of like synchrony.
[was it really something worth bothering to explain? humans couldn't do it. humans with a gem were still human, weren't they?
...she doesn't know. doesn't even know if that's enough reason to keep her mouth shut, not when fusion brought them all here to begin with. more of her penance, she thinks. to know one's enemy is to know their weaknesses. this is important enough to acknowledge.]
When gems are on the same wavelength, they can convert their bodies back into light. The lights come together...fusing.
[ fusing has not been a word he’s heard with the scientists and the like, but then again their milita was pissed off even if this hadn’t been the first time a rift made people show up. for a second, eren wonders if that’s how the other cardinal gems were made— but he isn’t big brained enough to come up with exceptional theories. he had to take his share of this and digest it before wanting to do anything else. ]
So you and someone else made Malachite.
[ that’s what she meant about it being a part of her— he only isn’t dubious of her intention because of the earlier synchrony, lapis wants to stop malachite as much as he did. for different reasons, but for him it was palpably there— and she hadn’t been lying.
he remembers being told about the basics of synchrony, and that not all of it had to be amorous, just as their’s had been professional. if she had regrets and wanted this gone . . . maybe it’s best not to dwell, but he does make his educated guess in silence. he holds his device up from his pocket. ]
[a nod, sharp and almost pained. this was something that she absolutely had to speak of, no deliberation necessary. the Crystal Gems had beaten them both into the ground, but she knew Jasper better than she'd ever wanted to now; in a new world, with nothing but her anger to cling to, that would mean nothing.]
I haven't seen her yet, but if Jasper is here - she's dangerous. Don't even synchronize with her.
[whether human 'gems' could fuse or not, Lapis can't conscience someone she's designated as an ally running that risk. no one deserved to be broken the way that she'd been in order to contain Jasper.]
...oh.
[the communicator? it attracts her attention instantly, lightening her expression wit a flash of curiosity. that made sense, thinking on it now. without so much as asking (blunt little thing) she reaches up on tiptoes and plucks it from Eren's grasp, already navigating towards the contact list. these were all set up pretty much the same way, right?]
[ honestly? eren would’ve done the same thing, except he hardly knew how to work the device beyond the basics. rey had showed him some more, but he hardly remembers them all at once— too much information. and here was lapis, already skipping her way to the contacts page while eren would’ve had to spend a good portion of ten minutes just to find the app. obviously, his curiosity is mutual and he leans over to watch her fingers work, all on top of letting her take it in the first place.
[now that Eren has been designated as Not A Threat, his looming over her diminutive form doesn't bother the gem in the least. if anything his open interest over what's a rather simple device from her own perspective seems to amuse Lapis, pulling an almost smile to her lips.]
They're really not that complicated, that's all.
[her fingers slow in the midst of adding her username, less so that maybe the human can absorb some of this technological prowess and more because an additional thought has occurred to her. right...human. she laughs a little, the sound accompanied by a sense of wonder in herself. how long had it been since she'd made that sound?]
...something like this would have been pretty simple even when I was on my own planet - and we'd moved pretty far past that when I visited last.
[maybe a little too far, really...but that wasn't something she wanted to fall into right now.]
[ at least she wasn't being an asshole gremlin like the last one. she's quick with her fingers and eren can't help but to watch them with a growing amount of fixation. he's a grandpa, he doesn't know how you zoomers do the zoom on your fancy iphones! and, from the home screen, that's the app he needs to go to, the one with the circle thing.
but while he's here and she's knowledgeable in what he isn't— eren points to the opalink app, for internet browsing. ]
[gremlin time comes when she discovers that this thing has games...don't accept any Words With Friends invites from her in the future unless you want to experience having your soul crushed anew, Eren.]
That one?
[the hell does she look like, a technician gem? well, considering that the person asking was a human...she probably did. the thought's amusing, like having a toddler mistake you for a princess just because your dress was fancy; Lapis even provides a half-smile without realizing as she does her best to explain.]
It's an information database - although it looks like they merged it with communications on this one.
[she taps the icon to activate it, indicating with one of her delicate fingers the search bar on the default homescreen.]
If you need to know something, just type it in here and you'll probably get an answer. But...anyone can add to it, so some of the stuff that shows up is kind of weird.
[Lapis has been going over her communicator with a fine tooth comb since receiving it, so she knows exactly what to pull up as an example. a few taps in the browser brings them to an extremely bizarre video featuring a native gem, posted to a sharing site with no apparent context and extreme popularity.
her gaze shifts up to Eren, clearly as mystified as she expects him to be. yeah, it's...yeah. don't ask her to explain this one because she doesn't have a goddamn clue.]
[ so that's both interesting as it is complicated— a place where anyone can say anything meant that the truth wasn't always as accessible as they made it out to be. that, or you'd just have to carefully filter your sources. still— it looked like a useful crutch. armin would have a field day with this . . .
when the video comes up, eren's firstly perplexed because it's a video. photos, sure, but moving pictures were another level not even the rest of the world had reached yet. maybe they weren't too far from trying.
but then he stares. and stares harder, expectant that something else would happen. when realization slowly begins to creep into him, so did the increasing frown in the stretching silence. that. wait, that's a toilet. ]
[who indeed? spinning in place is strange enough for the gem, and someone deciding to set this to music was what had caught her her attention in the first place, but the fact of the matter is...she has no idea about the function of the appliance the native stone is sitting in. Lapis is a literal rock, and as such - well, it's never been necessary. Homeworld had no interest in organics and so they'd never even researched that kind of thing.
but she can tell something if off from the way that silence stretches between herself and her companion, from the way that Eren's brow keeps pulling down at more and more severe angles. what...what was going on?]
They're...it's what?
[she looks up at him from the video, still looping endlessly, expression clearly mystified. there's the small chance that a little blue alien simply has never encountered the obscenity 'shit' before, but something about her total bafflement...no. there can be no illusions about what she doesn't know.]
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Of course it does. She's not a god, she's-
[Eren has her expression. she knows it because that was the image she'd seen reflected back in the ocean tower, glassy eyes unable to disguise the burning need to return that blazed within. she'd nearly cracked a planet in two with her efforts to escape the suffocating atmosphere of her prison - and for what? there had been no one left to care.
humans were too young to understand, she thinks. stories like that...they weren't worth the pain of pursuing.]
They said our worlds were frozen, right? I think something's wrong with that.
[she can't smash her palm down on the raw wound just yet, but she can gradually build her way up to it like this. hurtful as it was, it helped the gem to gather her own thoughts as well.]
Malachite shouldn't be here if I am.
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he’d only find out if he dug deeper. he isn’t a bag of bricks, that was for certain, only tunnel visioned at times that made him seem as intelligent as . . . a a honing missile, but with the expansion of understanding, he goes for the only other possibility that would make sense of two people couldn’t be in the same place at the same time. ]
Did you kill them?
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I am them. [or, rather-] Part of them, at least. We can't exist separately.
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So you’d know how to stop them. [ or at least put all of this in reverse. even if it’s something that’s possibly more a part of her than not, oh, this misinformation is the juiciest. there’s also been something that eren’s doubted ever since learning about the other cardinal gems, he has to ask with scrutiny: ] They’re not a god at all, are they?
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There's never been anything divine about us.
[the gems of this planet must not know of fusion to mistake such a thing for a god - to fall to the same superstitious misapprehension as a bunch of living fruits. her tongue runs out across her lips, like swiping away juices from a lifetime past; she can still feel the taste of watermelon clinging to them.]
Malachite is just a monster in a cage.
[which of them had been the truer beast? the delineation of self had eroded so badly by the end that Lapis could no longer decide with any accuracy, and the thought draws out a hollow laugh. a god. the only 'righteous' thing about that fusion had been the vengeance she'd enacted on Jasper.]
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Makes me wonder what we are.
[ isn’t it just the same thing? monsters of all kinds in a glorified neon cage? though he doubts anyone can take the oscar for worst monster from him . . . well, that won’t change anything. he’s got the idea. maybe lapis does, too. ]
. . . Thanks for telling me what you know. [ in “better” news, if he could call that inherently better. no one else had, and as little or disturbing as it was, it was something, unlike the tight lipped locals afraid of speaking its name because it’ll kill them while they slept or something. ] If that’s why we’re here, I’d look into it. Know what we’re up against to make the next move a fast one.
[ it’s his way of saying . . . u know . . . if u need a rebel ]
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yes, Lapis certainly grasps what's going on here. this is a play she's starred in before.]
You don't have to thank me. [awkwardly, as if she isn't used to gratitude.] ...I just don't want to be like them.
[she wouldn't be afraid any longer. not of the unknown, not of failure - and sure as hell not of the monster living beneath her skin. fear was a chain and she was through being a prisoner.]
Even if they're frightened of her, I don't think they'll be happy about someone attacking their 'god'. None of us will be able to shatter her on our own.
[which means, hey...hey, human dude. you wanna topple the false deity which pulls the strings of fate?]
There's a lot that we still need to find out...I don't think we'll get a second chance.
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he considers it all, and finally: ]
What's your name?
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[it's strange to her that gems have names here - another reminder that these 'rocks' are more like people than her own kind. being able to declare her identity has been a point of pride since clawing her way free of the mirror, but saying it now comes with a special sort of relief. the ambassador bearing her stone may be Aurora, but she was just Lapis.
she doesn't ask for his name in return (doesn't really care) but does appear to be hesitating, debating internally whether or not to do something more. this isn't a fusion, but there's weight to this agreement. a partnership, an aligning of desires to strengthen them into something which may actually succeed against the wishes of this world. it deserved...more acknowledgement than just an introduction.
nodding to herself, the gem steels her mind and extends a hand to Eren. what her heart anticipates to come next has it trembling but she remains strong, striking down any weakness within. it was just a handshake. she would do this.]
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Eren Jaeger.
[ and the second their hands clasped together, from eren’s end, a solid grip to show he meant what they implied (and it might not even be best to say anything else in public), the ruby gem imbedded in his suprasternal notch beneath his collar and tie gleamed, shining maroon through the white button down and to his chin and neck. the sensation itself is— he wouldn’t say strange. otherworldly, definitely, but some sort of feeling right at the time: a harmonized buzz somewhere in him that made him aware of the contact that was being made to forming a match at the exact moment.
. . . it felt mildly shallow, if anything, but it was something so sudden yet so . . . maybe, valid? it didn’t feel bad enough to retreat from that he doesn’t immediately let go. he keeps holding unless the other side slumps, even forgetting that— he is just standing there holding onto this poor stone’s hand until this very second. ]
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the human's gem glows, and Lapis recognizes it for what it is - or rather, what she believes it ought to be.
her own body appears to be cracking along the shoulder, as if a seam had been opened up with light; such is the effect of her small, secondary gem, a mere chip lost in the ocean of blue already painting her body. the real oddity is that this sensation touches the stone on her back as well, causing it to flicker briefly with a glow of aching familiarity. Lapis' brow furrows but her hand remains steadfastly in Eren's, hold strong despite her delicate frame. it's so vastly different from the last time she'd taken hold of someone like this that she can't even remember to be afraid of the consequences.]
...can you feel that?
[she's genuinely curious, an emotion that she hasn't properly felt in eons. things had been done to them all, human and otherwise, but fusion was...personal. would a being incapable of converting itself properly for the endeavor be able to feel the buzz of potential? she honestly didn't have the answer.]
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—Yeah, [ it’s something that only crops back up again after having sat through an entire scientist’s ceremonious introduction of noctoim, ] this is Synchrony?
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...no. absolutely not. not with the consequences of her last dance still casting its shadow over her existence.]
...it must be. The only other thing - I think people like you are still too solid for it.
[right? but the way that Eren had glowed, the vibrations she could feel resonating in her own gem...it made her wary.
Lapis has been staring down at her hand this whole time, still extended out into nothing. it's only now, as she comes away from the thoughts of connections and connecting that she notices the limb is shaking. with a deep frown she clenches it into a fist and allows it to fall back at her side finally. keep calm, Lazuli. no weakness now.]
...it felt weird.
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“too solid?” he thinks, but it’s to himself. for now, it remains tucked into a place he could ask later, at a different time. he’d sometimes been called dense, but he could see how palpable her discomfort was. ]
It wasn’t bad. Was it?
[ “for you” is implied. he’s had his own fair share of holding hands and having his brain broke on the spot. ]
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[these were her own emotions and she shouldn't be seeking outside validation for them, but Lapis' heart is growing more troubled by the second. even if this wasn't the same sort of bond it was a connection, and that there was positivity to it was alarming.
Malachite had felt good for all the wrong reasons, powerful in the ability she gave Lapis to finally exact punishment on someone. was this the same thing in another coat of paint? or was it what an actual link should feel like?
(what was wrong with her, that she couldn't tell the difference?)]
It's supposed to be, right?
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If we’re on the same wavelength.
[ to his understanding, which he’s fine with. as strange as it was, it felt . . . fitting, and even a bit of proof that they really were on common ground enough to sync correctly, as short lasting as it was. ]
What were you saying about humans being too solid?
[ for another possibility; if he’s going to learn how gems work, he might as well pump it out of a person who’s actually answer him. ]
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but it's better like that, wasn't it? if it hadn't been for her own monstrous desires, Malachite would never have remained stable long enough to function. they'd only lost themselves to mirrored hatred once the ocean waves eroded all else. she forces herself to breathe, once, and unclench the tight little fists at her side.
the fabric of her own skirt is soft, light. think of that, and the shared desire to right the inequality of this world.]
It's...sort of like synchrony.
[was it really something worth bothering to explain? humans couldn't do it. humans with a gem were still human, weren't they?
...she doesn't know. doesn't even know if that's enough reason to keep her mouth shut, not when fusion brought them all here to begin with. more of her penance, she thinks. to know one's enemy is to know their weaknesses. this is important enough to acknowledge.]
When gems are on the same wavelength, they can convert their bodies back into light. The lights come together...fusing.
It creates something completely new. Someone.
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So you and someone else made Malachite.
[ that’s what she meant about it being a part of her— he only isn’t dubious of her intention because of the earlier synchrony, lapis wants to stop malachite as much as he did. for different reasons, but for him it was palpably there— and she hadn’t been lying.
he remembers being told about the basics of synchrony, and that not all of it had to be amorous, just as their’s had been professional. if she had regrets and wanted this gone . . . maybe it’s best not to dwell, but he does make his educated guess in silence. he holds his device up from his pocket. ]
You’re on this thing, aren’t you?
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I haven't seen her yet, but if Jasper is here - she's dangerous. Don't even synchronize with her.
[whether human 'gems' could fuse or not, Lapis can't conscience someone she's designated as an ally running that risk. no one deserved to be broken the way that she'd been in order to contain Jasper.]
...oh.
[the communicator? it attracts her attention instantly, lightening her expression wit a flash of curiosity. that made sense, thinking on it now. without so much as asking (blunt little thing) she reaches up on tiptoes and plucks it from Eren's grasp, already navigating towards the contact list. these were all set up pretty much the same way, right?]
I'll add myself now, so you won't have to search.
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too fast . . . ]
You look like you know your way around these.
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They're really not that complicated, that's all.
[her fingers slow in the midst of adding her username, less so that maybe the human can absorb some of this technological prowess and more because an additional thought has occurred to her. right...human. she laughs a little, the sound accompanied by a sense of wonder in herself. how long had it been since she'd made that sound?]
...something like this would have been pretty simple even when I was on my own planet - and we'd moved pretty far past that when I visited last.
[maybe a little too far, really...but that wasn't something she wanted to fall into right now.]
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but while he's here and she's knowledgeable in what he isn't— eren points to the opalink app, for internet browsing. ]
What's this for?
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That one?
[the hell does she look like, a technician gem? well, considering that the person asking was a human...she probably did. the thought's amusing, like having a toddler mistake you for a princess just because your dress was fancy; Lapis even provides a half-smile without realizing as she does her best to explain.]
It's an information database - although it looks like they merged it with communications on this one.
[she taps the icon to activate it, indicating with one of her delicate fingers the search bar on the default homescreen.]
If you need to know something, just type it in here and you'll probably get an answer. But...anyone can add to it, so some of the stuff that shows up is kind of weird.
[Lapis has been going over her communicator with a fine tooth comb since receiving it, so she knows exactly what to pull up as an example. a few taps in the browser brings them to an extremely bizarre video featuring a native gem, posted to a sharing site with no apparent context and extreme popularity.
her gaze shifts up to Eren, clearly as mystified as she expects him to be. yeah, it's...yeah. don't ask her to explain this one because she doesn't have a goddamn clue.]
...there's a lot like this.
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when the video comes up, eren's firstly perplexed because it's a video. photos, sure, but moving pictures were another level not even the rest of the world had reached yet. maybe they weren't too far from trying.
but then he stares. and stares harder, expectant that something else would happen. when realization slowly begins to creep into him, so did the increasing frown in the stretching silence. that. wait, that's a toilet. ]
. . . They're spinning in shit.
[ who.......... who would do this ]
i hate this I'M SAYING IT HERE TOO
but she can tell something if off from the way that silence stretches between herself and her companion, from the way that Eren's brow keeps pulling down at more and more severe angles. what...what was going on?]
They're...it's what?
[she looks up at him from the video, still looping endlessly, expression clearly mystified. there's the small chance that a little blue alien simply has never encountered the obscenity 'shit' before, but something about her total bafflement...no. there can be no illusions about what she doesn't know.]
you're WELCOME
TAKE IT BACK 1/2
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