![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
16. Siamese
[Public]
In your opinion, when does an object lesson become so on point that the example in question begins to lose all credibility? Or to put it another way - when does the merely relevant become obviously contrived, when everything we are subjected to is the product of artifice to begin with?
[Spam for anyone likely to come by his cabin; if you want to be in on it, you are, etc.]
[It's been a very, very long time since he had to tend his own garden. Even the barge's facsimile is largely self-maintaining, but he finds himself restless with it. He needs more flowers, for hive of bees the whimsical reasons. So he's digging up some of the stranger and more picturesque plants, the bioluminescent ferns and the elaborately geometric succulents. All his plants are hardy things, designed and bred for resilience - no death touches his realm but what he allows, or so the catechism goes - so he has to pry up every centimeter of the root systems, has to kneel down and get his hands dirty. The blisters on his hands will fade fast, but in the meantime he savors the sting. It feels good to be killing things, even if it's only his plants.]
[Private to Hannibal]
How did you fare in London?
[Private to Sylvanas]
We were wondering if you'd be willing to look after our cats for a few days. Melchior and Lirath already get on.
[And the teacup persian kitten he got for Christmas is too much of a narcissistic fluffball to cause trouble.]
[Private to David 8]
How frequently does the barge make you human? Or anything that thinks dramatically differently from your normal idiom.
[It's not that he thinks David doesn't deserve politeness. He just thinks, given David's nature, that it's more polite not to waste his time with pleasantries.]
[Private to Bruce Banner]
I might need. A few days leave.
[He's not sure he trusts himself with patients, right now.]
[Private to Barbara Gordon.]
Anastasia was there.
In your opinion, when does an object lesson become so on point that the example in question begins to lose all credibility? Or to put it another way - when does the merely relevant become obviously contrived, when everything we are subjected to is the product of artifice to begin with?
[Spam for anyone likely to come by his cabin; if you want to be in on it, you are, etc.]
[It's been a very, very long time since he had to tend his own garden. Even the barge's facsimile is largely self-maintaining, but he finds himself restless with it. He needs more flowers, for hive of bees the whimsical reasons. So he's digging up some of the stranger and more picturesque plants, the bioluminescent ferns and the elaborately geometric succulents. All his plants are hardy things, designed and bred for resilience - no death touches his realm but what he allows, or so the catechism goes - so he has to pry up every centimeter of the root systems, has to kneel down and get his hands dirty. The blisters on his hands will fade fast, but in the meantime he savors the sting. It feels good to be killing things, even if it's only his plants.]
[Private to Hannibal]
How did you fare in London?
[Private to Sylvanas]
We were wondering if you'd be willing to look after our cats for a few days. Melchior and Lirath already get on.
[And the teacup persian kitten he got for Christmas is too much of a narcissistic fluffball to cause trouble.]
[Private to David 8]
How frequently does the barge make you human? Or anything that thinks dramatically differently from your normal idiom.
[It's not that he thinks David doesn't deserve politeness. He just thinks, given David's nature, that it's more polite not to waste his time with pleasantries.]
[Private to Bruce Banner]
I might need. A few days leave.
[He's not sure he trusts himself with patients, right now.]
[Private to Barbara Gordon.]
Anastasia was there.
Page 1 of 12