[ after all of that excitement, vax is in the central node, just vibing! he's lookin at his phone, actually, scrolling through all the different messages, and upon hearing 9s, gives him a sup nod. yo ]
...Is it 'nines' or 9-s?
[ asking the real questions ] Looks like we're the same color.
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...Is it 'nines' or 9-s?
[ asking the real questions ] Looks like we're the same color.
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... People who knew me well would call me Nines. Otherwise, it's just 9S.
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[ listen! someone called him vaccine. he gets that, though - and inevitably, will be on a nines-name basis, maybe. ]
Guess these things are good for something. [ he waves his phone, the profile screen open. ]
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Better than going around asking about names all day—even if a lot of them are pretty weird. [ SAYS HIM. ] What do you prefer, then?
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[ there's humor to that too, a little playful - mirroring what nines said. ] Anything but the last name.
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Then... Vax. [ a beat. ] If that's all right. It's easier.
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[ we're friends now :) ]
You settling in alright? All things considered.
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I'm... [ He trails off tentatively. ] I don't know. It's hard to figure out what to make of all this.
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Me either. Seems like whoever those four were earlier didn't have a damn clue, either, did they?
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Nope, but they sure did know a lot about colors.
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[ colors, that is. absently, he reaches up to pick at one of the feathers on his armor, running his fingers over it. ]
And 'imbalances', too. Catch anything about that?
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[ JUST SAYING!!! BIRD MAN!! ]
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But we know we're not supposed to be here, either—not that I know what kind of freak accident could do this.