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i_speak_softly) wrote2012-12-08 09:29 am
i_speak_softly) wrote2012-12-08 09:29 am
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Sixty-Fifth Theory [Video]
[The video feed clicks on, and Don looks thoughtfully at the camera for a moment before speaking.]
Another Christmas in Luceti.
[His tone is direct, just stating a fact, but somewhere behind it is a note of melancholy.]
This is my third. All of them have been in this house. All of them have been with different people.
[He slides back from the journal, revealing a corner of his winter room. He's been gradually moving into it over the past week, and has more or less taken up residence now.]
I've seen a lot of people come and go. There probably aren't many left who remember when Luceti didn't have electricity.
[He picks up some small bit of tech and squints at it.]
When I arrived here, the drafts were just starting. There were no missions. The Battle Dome didn't exist. We didn't have a farm and there was a desert where the ocean is now.
[He carefully threads a length of wire through a hole in the tech part.]
The buildings were shorter. Some of the stores and restaurants weren't open. [A pause.] I think I'm forgetting things...
[The wire slides through, and he knots the loose ends to form a loop.]
Does anyone remember other things that have changed? Or, does anyone want a history lesson? I'll be here all day.
Another Christmas in Luceti.
[His tone is direct, just stating a fact, but somewhere behind it is a note of melancholy.]
This is my third. All of them have been in this house. All of them have been with different people.
[He slides back from the journal, revealing a corner of his winter room. He's been gradually moving into it over the past week, and has more or less taken up residence now.]
I've seen a lot of people come and go. There probably aren't many left who remember when Luceti didn't have electricity.
[He picks up some small bit of tech and squints at it.]
When I arrived here, the drafts were just starting. There were no missions. The Battle Dome didn't exist. We didn't have a farm and there was a desert where the ocean is now.
[He carefully threads a length of wire through a hole in the tech part.]
The buildings were shorter. Some of the stores and restaurants weren't open. [A pause.] I think I'm forgetting things...
[The wire slides through, and he knots the loose ends to form a loop.]
Does anyone remember other things that have changed? Or, does anyone want a history lesson? I'll be here all day.
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The silent drags out uncomfortably long, as Robert studies Don's expression, attempting to gauge what the encouraging look is supposed to mean. Just what do you want me to say?]
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[Don reaches for Robert's hand, and squeezes his fingers.]
Robert, anata - and by the way I like how you translated that for Spock - you know you're allowed to call me by names other than 'Don', right?
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I... am? [When he's told to call somebody something, he does that.]
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[But, if he wants other names...] What would.. you want me to call you, then...?
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I barely knew you when I said that... You're my mate now. You can call me anything you want.
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... Would you prefer Japanese terms as well, or... something else? [Because he has one in mind, now.]
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Anything that feels right.
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[He hesitates, nervously, before he speaks again with a visible effort - a translation shield.]
Kararbo.
[Then he speaks again, though in a distinctly different way than he usually does. More... artificial sounding.]
'Dear tree'.
[Now back to normal.] It is... a C-Common Language term of endearment... and, er, one that my father used often. He had an affinity for plants, perhaps... even moreso than the u-usual Terran...
[A sort of sad look, as he recounts this. It's a bittersweet sadness.]
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[He listens to this explanation, then reaches to rest a hand over Robert's.
I like it. Thank you.
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... I wanted a name that... meant s-something to both of us... [Like 'anata' itself.
He turns his hand, then, twining the fingers lightly in Don's.]
... Are there... other names, that you yourself would... l-like me to call you?
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An obvious one, but - I like being called 'Donatello'.
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It's been such a long time that Robert has to actually give himself a second, but then -]
... Donatello... [He's always thought that Don's whole name had a pleasant cadence to it, and when he says it he tries to say it in a way that suggests it's more than just a name. That it's something important.]
...
[And because he might as well make it clear, after this long -]
... I-If... if you want to call me a name like this... you can. ["Rob" is available, in other words.]
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I'll call you everything I can think of. You'll tell me if you don't like any of them, right?
[And he offers Robert another ornament.]
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... Of course. [Though don't expect him to reject too many of them, Don. Robert likes the things you call him, usually.]
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Did you want to know more about Luceti history?
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... Do you... know of any other technologies used before electricity was... common?
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Did anybody... study them? Or was that... not particularly an option?
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Of course, there were... probably few ways to... properly investigate them, but I suppose it still could have been done in some fashion.