[ looks at his own canon and the weird splicing gag they did once, and the time they were all cicadas ruining elementary schoolers' love confessions... ]
Y-yeah, that's pretty messed up. Did they tell you it was going to be something else?
[ oh, back to the void. cw for much more cartoonish body horror and visible organs in this memory (14:25 - 22:30), which is... a sharp tonal contrast to the conversation they were in the middle of. ]
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[they're all gross bugs, unfortunately, no butterflies or moths here. resilient insects only.]
Got the procedure when I was about 14, if that tells you anything about how Corporations back home operate.
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Y-yeah, that's pretty messed up. Did they tell you it was going to be something else?
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[a halfhearted shrug, one-shouldered. that's still expecting too much of them.]
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...Do you actually want to go back there when this is done?
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[otherwise, he might have a different answer.]
Rodya and I have a contract to see through with our employer.
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...contracts in the City aren't the kind you pay a fine to get out of, if they're overseen right. They're the, uh. 'Stick to it or die' kind.
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Well, if they could manage it, they just might put the effort in.
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[ oh, back to the void. cw for much more cartoonish body horror and visible organs in this memory (14:25 - 22:30), which is... a sharp tonal contrast to the conversation they were in the middle of. ]
...I. Okay. Anyway.