Yes, I do believe an in-person presentation would be ideal. That way, I can also provide a live demonstration of one of my applications. Are you present at the Lunar Scientia headquarters today?
I am presently in the library. [If he's not in the labs, the library is usually a safe bet. For now, at least. He's quickly running out of books there that he hasn't yet read.]
Would you like to arrange a more appropriate venue?
I wouldn't say we need something overly formal like the testing facility, but somewhere with less potential interference might be best. Perhaps you can stop by my workspace when you are finished at the library?
[No sooner had the last word left Colress's lips that the feed cuts off without so much as a word of confirmation from the anisotropic being. He's at the human's work station less than a minute later, having left the library immediately after terminating their correspondence.]
Colress. [He greets him with his name and a fond smile to announce his arrival, quickly closing the space between himself and the man's desk to stand in front of it.]
[The sudden disconnection takes Colress off guard for a brief moment, leaving him blinking at the home screen of his communication band, but he just as quickly lets out a chuckle and starts to prepare for zaShunina's arrival.
Of course, zaShunina's as prompt as ever, so he hasn't actually finished clearing off his desk by the time he arrives. He lifts his gaze up from the drawer he was shoving some papers into, his smile just as fond.]
zaShunina, hello! Thank you for making some time for me among your studies. I have prepared a space to give my demonstration.
[He stands from his desk and places several Poke Balls on the now clean surface of it. Next, he holds out a small rectangular device for zaShunina to examine.]
I have learned a few things from Kado thus far, and I was particularly taken by its ability to store objects in a separate pocket of space. With the knowledge Kado has given me, I've been working on a prototype Colress Machine to produce a similar effect! I would like to demonstrate this device for you today.
[The anisotropic being remains silent as he watches Colress begin his demonstration, red eyes quickly darting from his hands, to the Pokeballs, to the device in rapid succession before lingering there as one of his hands appears from thin air to take it and examine it more closely. He turns it this way and that (as well as in directions that are only possible because of the seemingly-disembodied nature of his arm) as Colress continues to speak, and returns it when the human finishes his introduction to allow him his demonstration.]
[Colress grins as he takes the device back from zaShunina's floating hand.]
Most excellent! Then I shall not delay the demonstration further. Let us begin.
[He retrieves one last piece of the demonstration from his labcoat's pocket: a glove. It is fitted with thin metallic threads akin to skeletal bones running along the underside of the fingers, meeting at a disc in the center of the palm. It is possible to discern that this is a prototype that he intends to fit the final product into his wearable console.
He slips the glove onto his left hand, makes a few taps into the rectangular device, and holds his hand out over the Poke Balls. The central disc of his glove begins to glow, and the Poke Balls vibrate for a moment before slowly raising into the air toward the disc. Then, all of the sudden, they shoot up and disappear before they meet his hand directly.]
Rather than send them to a separate space within this plane, I have stored them nearby to be called back at any time, so long as I have the device with me.
[Human ingenuity truly is amazing. A true divine miracle. Though they exist in this primitive state of three dimensions, their potential is unlimited, as they continue to prove to him every day. That Colress can glean even this much through his analysis of Kado is just another proof.
Yaha-kui zaShunina's face lights up as the Pokeballs apparently vanish from sight. Though existing in more than three dimensions at all times, he can still see them, but no human would be able to. They have effectively been moved outside of this space, into a location that only higher-dimensional entities can detect without special equipment.]
The rate at which you are able to comprehend and accept the anisotropic is exceptional. [His smile is genuine when he holds up a closed fist. Upon opening it, the Pokeballs Colress had used for his demonstration pop back into existence, floating slightly above his palm.] Colress, you are a premium human.
[Surprisingly enough, zaShunina's evaluation is met with a laugh from Colress. It's very much in a good way- he was already beaming by the time zaShunina brought the Poke Balls back into their plane. It's just that he can safely claim that he's never been called such a thing before. It sounds comical, but it's definitely an honor.]
You have my utmost gratitude, zaShunina. I am beyond elated anytime I manage to get such a reaction from you.
[To see the typically stoic alien light up like that is more than enough of a delight. He's happy to see him have such a good time during a presentation.]
I have worked out a few more things from Kado, but that is certainly my favorite! I've desired such an ability since I started working with dimensions.
[He's making great progress with even a single human--of course he's going to be happy. His hand closes again, and with that motion the poke balls once again vanish back into the adjacent cross-section of space that Colress had initially sent them to.]
As they presently exist, humans are only aware of a small fragment of themselves. [zaShunina lowers his floating hand only for it to vanish from sight as he is wont to do.] Though you lack awareness of it, the majority of you extends into higher dimensions. What mankind perceives as their entire world is merely a single cross-section of a greater existence. [He wishes he could show him.
...Then again, perhaps he can.
His eyes turn to the glove upon Colress's hand, a plan already formed in its entirety in his mind.] You are already beginning to gain a sense of these other cross-sections. It is how you learned from Kado.
[Now that is something Colress wasn't expecting to hear.]
Is that what is happening...?
[He murmurs aloud as he reflects on his work with Kado. He of course has become aware of these greater existences particularly with thanks to zaShunina, but he didn't think such things extended to humans all along. Is this what allowed him to get this far in the first place?]
Did we ever have knowledge of these cross-sections at one point? Or has this ignorance persisted since our conception?
[Yaha-kui zaShunina nods. Though what Colress has managed to glean from Kado is remarkable, the ability to move an object "sideways" through a fourth spacial dimension is the least of its capabilities--and the easiest for three-dimensional entities to comprehend.]
Mankind was never actively aware of it. The "parallel universe theory" is the closest humanity has come to conceiving of it, but that phrase is misleading. These cross-sections are not other universes, but simply a different direction within the same universe that you are ill-equipped to perceive. You exist within a Flatland, unaware of what exists to either side of you.
[And yet there's no judgment in his tone, no derision or patronization. It is simply a fact the same as water is wet.]
Yet despite being unable to perceive it, you have devised a way to access this imperceptible direction and move objects through it. This "ignorance", as you say, is not invariable.
[Colress can't help but smile out of awe. While he might not be able to properly perceive the cross-sections, it's amazing to at least know of their existence from somebody who can. Frankly, to most, it would be the talk of mere fantasy. But he definitely knows better.]
Hah! When you put it that way, it almost sounds as if I am flying rather blind with my research. [Reaching forward into something he can't even see and all.] Of course, that isn't far from the truth. Still, this gives so much context to my work back home as well, and what was happening when Team Rainbow Rocket invaded our "dimension". It was cross-sections converging upon one another, if I am interpreting your words correctly...?
It is probable. [With only Colress's testimony, he can't be sure, and nothing is ever 100%, besides. The alternative would mean connecting cocoons, and that is entirely impossible for anyone who isn't anisotropic (and still has its own complications even then)... not to mention would result in the total obliteration of both cocoons. Crossing back and forth across a fourth spacial dimension is the most likely theory.
One of his detached hands retrieves a small stack of papers from nearby and sets it neatly upon the human's desk, taking the top sheet in hand.]
This is a model. To a two-dimensional entity living on the plane of a single sheet of paper, that page is its entire world. It can only move forward, backward, left, or right. [His fingertip draws the directions over the surface of the page as he speaks, then he slots the paper into the middle of the stack.] However, above and below it exist additional sheets of which it is entirely ignorant, as it lacks a concept of up or down. These sheets also possess their own two-dimensional entities with equal ignorance of the others.
[And then he touches the top of the stack, and his fingers phase through it without damaging any of the pages. Almost like it's "clipping" through the ream and penetrating down to the table beneath.]
Each page is a cross-section. They would be able to see my fingers as five separate objects, though these five objects would appear slightly different to each page. Humans are the same way. You can only see what is on your page, though this is but a fragment, and the rest of you extends to all the other pages, with gradual differences across them to form the whole.
[Colress watches the demonstration with rapt attention, remaining quiet until zaShunina is finished.]
You do such a fine job at lecturing. [That's entirely sincere. He sounds very appreciative about it! Thanks, zaShunina-sensei.] The way humans speak of other cross-sections is as alternate timelines or universes, as you said. I had come to refer to them as alternate dimensions with what knowledge I had at the time. Of course, to humanity at large, these concepts are considered entirely hypothetical, but never concretely confirmed. Thanks to you, I now have a better scope of the truth!
[When his hand withdraws from the stack, the pages remain entirely undamaged. This, too, is a trick of dimensions--circumventing the three-dimensional "boundaries" of an object to pass through it.]
They are not alternate at all, but rather aspects. Extensions. Pieces of a singular existence. I am happy you understand.
[Arceus, Colress can't wait to figure that trick out. And if he can't, he'll at least have fun trying.
With a nod,]
It is fascinating that the extensions of ourselves can end up living entirely different lives. Like one of them ending up here, for example! [He lets out a small chuckle at that.] And how grateful I am for that. Thank you once again for your teachings, zaShunina. This will make my studies much more focused from now on.
[A gift from Colress will make its way to zaShunina on Firialia. Inside the wrapped envelope is a large stack of typed notes. It's everything that Colress knows about Ultra Space and the Ultra Beasts, complete with some illustrations. He knows that zaShunina has absorbed all the information that he can from the Lunar Scientia's library, so he thought he might give him something new to sink his teeth into.
On top of the stack is a handwritten message:
Happy Firialia, zaShunina!
These notes turned into an unintentional essay, but I do hope you enjoy the read! I would be happy to speak with you further about anything written here or anything else that you might like to know about my world.
Thank you for everything that you have done for me. I cherish our friendship, and I am truly grateful that our paths were able to cross.
he's doing it for Hakuno, ok. she wanted them to be friends, right? when Robin leaves this message, there's a lot of noise in the background. a murmur of a large crowd and Robin has to raise his voice. texting would have been better but... he's lazy.]
[Yaha-kui zaShunina would absolutely disagree that texting would be better (for reasons involving a higher-percentage loss of intent when several sensory channels are removed, most likely), so when he gets the call, he immediately turns his own video feed on to respond.
And--lo and behold--he's on the roof of the convention hall with cosplayers and photographers visible in the background, and two neat--if towering--stacks of books beside him on the bench upon which he's seated. He's obviously been there a while at this point.]
I am currently reading through the books I have acquired today.
[... should have known. with a smorgasbord of information like this, Yaha-kui would be drawn to it like Robin is drawn to festivals in general. the Archer in question recognizes the surroundings on the feed in front of him immediately and is pretty much on his way as he speaks.
no video feed for you, zashu.]
Whoooaa, yeah, that looks like a pretty good stack you've got there! So, you did hear about Prismaket. Damn, I really was the only one that didn't know...
[He stalks the news and network like a crazy person, of course he knew about it. He was even at the front of the line to guarantee his acquisitions since the day before because someone doesn't need to eat or sleep, and has the sort of patience for standing around and waiting that only an eternal being could possess.
Of course, being able to fold space to practically be in multiple places at once certainly didn't hurt.]
Yaha-kui met Robin when he was in greens but now he's in a lot of pink. and purple. and sakura blossoms. the gear that most of the staff is wearing around the con. it may be difficult to recognize him for anybody else...
it's difficult to miss Yaha-kui, though. even without the pile of books around him. without any invitation, Robin sits in the spot next to him with a sigh. the hat is pulled off so he can run his hand through his hair and slump over.
volunteer duties are sitting on his ass.]
Man, there are so many people and they just keep coming. How long have you been here? All day? With that many books...
[It's true, usually zaShunina just wears the same thing every day (somehow that white cloak of his never gets dirty), so he's pretty easy to pick out in a crowd. The fact that Prismaket's taking place during the triple moons also means that he's literally glowing, his hair strobing with bio-luminescent pulses running from root to tip.
So they're both a bit flashy today.
zaShunina carefully moves his bookmark to the current page he'd been reading before closing the volume with a soft clap of paper so that he might grant Robin his full attention.]
I have been in this precise location for two hours, fourteen minutes, and fifty-three seconds. [But he knows that's not what Robin's asking.] I have been at the venue since twelve-hundred hours yesterday.
[raver version Yaha-kui doesn't make Robin bat an eye. something else does. hold on, let him do the math really quick.]
Oi, oi, you're one of those campers I've been hearing about!
[he knows Yaha-kui doesn't sleep. still, talk about hardcore. Robin may not need sleep either, but he can't picture himself doing anything close to waiting outside a building all night in order to get something.]
... You're really dedicated to absorbing all the information you can, aren't you? [color him impressed. you have to admire dedication like that. it's crazy but charming in its own way.]
I take it you've been picking up one of each of the books you've come across. I bet you've made some sellers really happy, buying all this. [Robin grabs for the topmost one, reading the cover.]
[Is it really all that hardcore when you're literally eternal and thus seventeen hours or so is basically nothing?
That said, while he wasn't one of them himself, there were a few people who spent the night in tents--literally camping--there around the same time he was.]
Yes, I have purchased one of each. [And in fact that top volume Robin grabbed has a distinctive number "18" overlaying the crossed circle indicating that it's porn... as if the two practically-naked androgynous characters intertwined upon the cover didn't already give it away. Immediately underneath that doujin lies something far more tame; some kind of moe magical girl schlock.
He's not especially picky about his reading material.]
upon seeing the rating, the picture, and everything else? his reaction is mild. a raise of his eyebrows. even the porn was picked up, too? with what he had learned, he can't fathom why this doujin would be especially informative.
Robin flips it open to the center and is greeted with some explicit artwork.]
Hey, uh, I know you're into learning but what exactly do you learn from blatant pornography?
[And for his part, zaShunina doesn't even blink at Robin's critique of his choice of "literature".]
"Learning" is a misapprehension. [He corrects him, setting his current volume atop the other stack--the one that apparently makes up all the books he's read through already by this point.] It is information. The processing of information and learning are not synonymous.
[less fair point but he won't argue with Yaha-kui on it. that may be true in his case.
he closes the book and reaches for the moe magical girl one beneath it, even more befuddled by this one. seriously... what useful information is he getting...?]
What do you do with all that information? Is it just in case somebody asks you about the plot of... "Star Girl Go Forever Space Cadet"?
[Who ever said it has to be useful information? Do you consume all of your entertainment purely for its educational value?]
If you will forgive a 36% margin of error, the most accurate way I can translate this into your language is "inexorability." It is a drive. A reason. A fundamental principle.
[He holds up a disembodied hand with its fist closed for a moment, before it opens to reveal a simple white stone from one of the nearby rooftop gardens. As soon as its released, it, predictably, falls to the floor with a light clatter.]
Similarly to how, in this world, a dropped stone must obey gravity, I, too, must process information. It is impossible not to do so.
error is easily forgiven. nobody is perfect. but he thinks he gets it now, while he looks downward at that stone.
the moe doujin is set aside so he can bend down and picks up that stone, tossing it up and down in his palm.]
Sure, but even stones do a lot more than just obey gravity. They gather moss. Some are homes for creatures. People have used them to build things since way back. You don't just process information like a rock doesn't just obey gravity, do you?
Not with what you were saying about Hakuno helping you understand emotions. You're reading for some other reason besides just processing, right?
My example was flawed and resulted in misunderstanding, I apologize. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it is similar to respiration for a living entity. Any entity that can be classified as 'alive' must consume energy in the form of nutrition to maintain this state. In the case of animals, the acts of eating and breathing may be consciously controlled, but regardless, performing them is necessary to maintain its state as 'alive'. For an anisotropic being, the processing of information is similar, though the information state of "death" cannot be applied as a consequence. Additionally, it may also be compared to an addiction; as it is something I desire on a fundamental level. A craving, you could say.
[zaShunina picks up the moe doujin Robin had set aside and flips the cover open to the first page, scanning it with his eyes.]
The information that is processed is incorporated--learned, as you said--and this aids in understanding, but it is not the primary goal of this processing. Rather, it is a byproduct.
[he takes some seconds of looking at the ground and, ultimately, shrugs.]
Sure. [after essentially getting shot down, he will leave it at that. maybe Yaha-kui and Hakuno are just too Big Brain for birdbrain, here. a guy who only excels are certain aspects and is not a genius by any means.
he's not as good as Hakuno when it comes to making friends. there are certain types of people he is bad with. that's all.]
Right then. What's the most interesting fact that was used to sate your addiction?
I enjoy books. [Which can encompass both categories.] However, I have read all of the material available in the Lunar Scientia Headquarters Library. [Which means he's rapidly running out of new things to read. Which also means,]
Which is why we had our initial encounter, in fact.
video | early July
Date: 2019-07-28 07:09 am (UTC)Greetings, zaShunina!
[Potentially notable is the more casual manner in which Colress addresses zaShunina now.]
I have made what I feel is a sizeable amount of progress with Kado, and am curious if you would like a report on my findings thus far.
Video, and I am so sorry for the late response on both this and the log.
Date: 2019-07-31 07:49 pm (UTC)I would. [He offers back a warm smile.] Is this information you would prefer to present in person? [Because he can make that happen if so.]
it's TOTALLY all good! thank you for bearing with my slowness
Date: 2019-08-06 09:26 pm (UTC)Yes, I do believe an in-person presentation would be ideal. That way, I can also provide a live demonstration of one of my applications. Are you present at the Lunar Scientia headquarters today?
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Date: 2019-08-06 09:34 pm (UTC)Would you like to arrange a more appropriate venue?
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Date: 2019-08-20 05:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-08-21 12:30 am (UTC)Colress. [He greets him with his name and a fond smile to announce his arrival, quickly closing the space between himself and the man's desk to stand in front of it.]
I would like to know what you have discovered.
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Date: 2019-08-24 04:35 pm (UTC)Of course, zaShunina's as prompt as ever, so he hasn't actually finished clearing off his desk by the time he arrives. He lifts his gaze up from the drawer he was shoving some papers into, his smile just as fond.]
zaShunina, hello! Thank you for making some time for me among your studies. I have prepared a space to give my demonstration.
[He stands from his desk and places several Poke Balls on the now clean surface of it. Next, he holds out a small rectangular device for zaShunina to examine.]
I have learned a few things from Kado thus far, and I was particularly taken by its ability to store objects in a separate pocket of space. With the knowledge Kado has given me, I've been working on a prototype Colress Machine to produce a similar effect! I would like to demonstrate this device for you today.
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Date: 2019-08-24 05:28 pm (UTC)I consent. I want to see it.
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Date: 2019-08-26 06:36 pm (UTC)Most excellent! Then I shall not delay the demonstration further. Let us begin.
[He retrieves one last piece of the demonstration from his labcoat's pocket: a glove. It is fitted with thin metallic threads akin to skeletal bones running along the underside of the fingers, meeting at a disc in the center of the palm. It is possible to discern that this is a prototype that he intends to fit the final product into his wearable console.
He slips the glove onto his left hand, makes a few taps into the rectangular device, and holds his hand out over the Poke Balls. The central disc of his glove begins to glow, and the Poke Balls vibrate for a moment before slowly raising into the air toward the disc. Then, all of the sudden, they shoot up and disappear before they meet his hand directly.]
Rather than send them to a separate space within this plane, I have stored them nearby to be called back at any time, so long as I have the device with me.
Now that I'm recovered enough from surgery to even think about tags...
Date: 2019-08-30 06:09 pm (UTC)Yaha-kui zaShunina's face lights up as the Pokeballs apparently vanish from sight. Though existing in more than three dimensions at all times, he can still see them, but no human would be able to. They have effectively been moved outside of this space, into a location that only higher-dimensional entities can detect without special equipment.]
The rate at which you are able to comprehend and accept the anisotropic is exceptional. [His smile is genuine when he holds up a closed fist. Upon opening it, the Pokeballs Colress had used for his demonstration pop back into existence, floating slightly above his palm.] Colress, you are a premium human.
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Date: 2019-09-09 09:25 pm (UTC)You have my utmost gratitude, zaShunina. I am beyond elated anytime I manage to get such a reaction from you.
[To see the typically stoic alien light up like that is more than enough of a delight. He's happy to see him have such a good time during a presentation.]
I have worked out a few more things from Kado, but that is certainly my favorite! I've desired such an ability since I started working with dimensions.
Let's assume this thread happens before the amphoria room, because I have ideas now.
Date: 2019-09-15 07:11 pm (UTC)As they presently exist, humans are only aware of a small fragment of themselves. [zaShunina lowers his floating hand only for it to vanish from sight as he is wont to do.] Though you lack awareness of it, the majority of you extends into higher dimensions. What mankind perceives as their entire world is merely a single cross-section of a greater existence. [He wishes he could show him.
...Then again, perhaps he can.
His eyes turn to the glove upon Colress's hand, a plan already formed in its entirety in his mind.] You are already beginning to gain a sense of these other cross-sections. It is how you learned from Kado.
sounds perf!
Date: 2019-09-16 03:52 pm (UTC)Is that what is happening...?
[He murmurs aloud as he reflects on his work with Kado. He of course has become aware of these greater existences particularly with thanks to zaShunina, but he didn't think such things extended to humans all along. Is this what allowed him to get this far in the first place?]
Did we ever have knowledge of these cross-sections at one point? Or has this ignorance persisted since our conception?
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Date: 2019-09-16 11:08 pm (UTC)Mankind was never actively aware of it. The "parallel universe theory" is the closest humanity has come to conceiving of it, but that phrase is misleading. These cross-sections are not other universes, but simply a different direction within the same universe that you are ill-equipped to perceive. You exist within a Flatland, unaware of what exists to either side of you.
[And yet there's no judgment in his tone, no derision or patronization. It is simply a fact the same as water is wet.]
Yet despite being unable to perceive it, you have devised a way to access this imperceptible direction and move objects through it. This "ignorance", as you say, is not invariable.
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Date: 2019-09-17 03:12 pm (UTC)Hah! When you put it that way, it almost sounds as if I am flying rather blind with my research. [Reaching forward into something he can't even see and all.] Of course, that isn't far from the truth. Still, this gives so much context to my work back home as well, and what was happening when Team Rainbow Rocket invaded our "dimension". It was cross-sections converging upon one another, if I am interpreting your words correctly...?
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Date: 2019-09-17 11:23 pm (UTC)One of his detached hands retrieves a small stack of papers from nearby and sets it neatly upon the human's desk, taking the top sheet in hand.]
This is a model. To a two-dimensional entity living on the plane of a single sheet of paper, that page is its entire world. It can only move forward, backward, left, or right. [His fingertip draws the directions over the surface of the page as he speaks, then he slots the paper into the middle of the stack.] However, above and below it exist additional sheets of which it is entirely ignorant, as it lacks a concept of up or down. These sheets also possess their own two-dimensional entities with equal ignorance of the others.
[And then he touches the top of the stack, and his fingers phase through it without damaging any of the pages. Almost like it's "clipping" through the ream and penetrating down to the table beneath.]
Each page is a cross-section. They would be able to see my fingers as five separate objects, though these five objects would appear slightly different to each page. Humans are the same way. You can only see what is on your page, though this is but a fragment, and the rest of you extends to all the other pages, with gradual differences across them to form the whole.
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Date: 2019-09-19 02:50 pm (UTC)You do such a fine job at lecturing. [That's entirely sincere. He sounds very appreciative about it! Thanks, zaShunina-sensei.] The way humans speak of other cross-sections is as alternate timelines or universes, as you said. I had come to refer to them as alternate dimensions with what knowledge I had at the time. Of course, to humanity at large, these concepts are considered entirely hypothetical, but never concretely confirmed. Thanks to you, I now have a better scope of the truth!
no subject
Date: 2019-09-19 04:29 pm (UTC)They are not alternate at all, but rather aspects. Extensions. Pieces of a singular existence. I am happy you understand.
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Date: 2019-09-19 06:37 pm (UTC)With a nod,]
It is fascinating that the extensions of ourselves can end up living entirely different lives. Like one of them ending up here, for example! [He lets out a small chuckle at that.] And how grateful I am for that. Thank you once again for your teachings, zaShunina. This will make my studies much more focused from now on.
Firialia
Date: 2019-12-26 03:38 am (UTC)On top of the stack is a handwritten message:
Happy Firialia, zaShunina!
These notes turned into an unintentional essay, but I do hope you enjoy the read! I would be happy to speak with you further about anything written here or anything else that you might like to know about my world.
Thank you for everything that you have done for me. I cherish our friendship, and I am truly grateful that our paths were able to cross.
Colress]
audio; during prismaket
Date: 2020-01-16 11:13 pm (UTC)he's doing it for Hakuno, ok. she wanted them to be friends, right? when Robin leaves this message, there's a lot of noise in the background. a murmur of a large crowd and Robin has to raise his voice. texting would have been better but... he's lazy.]
Hey, Data Guy. What're you up to?
video
Date: 2020-01-16 11:41 pm (UTC)And--lo and behold--he's on the roof of the convention hall with cosplayers and photographers visible in the background, and two neat--if towering--stacks of books beside him on the bench upon which he's seated. He's obviously been there a while at this point.]
I am currently reading through the books I have acquired today.
STILL AUDIO but action.... soon.....
Date: 2020-01-16 11:48 pm (UTC)no video feed for you, zashu.]
Whoooaa, yeah, that looks like a pretty good stack you've got there! So, you did hear about Prismaket. Damn, I really was the only one that didn't know...
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Date: 2020-01-16 11:59 pm (UTC)Of course, being able to fold space to practically be in multiple places at once certainly didn't hurt.]
It was advertised.
1/2
Date: 2020-01-17 12:04 am (UTC)I didn't see it?!
[BB probably hacked him. ugh. it's not Yaha-kui's fault. he's just annoyed that literally everyone knew but him. BB... it's her fault...]
no subject
Date: 2020-01-17 12:05 am (UTC)You're on the roof, right? It looks like it.
no subject
Date: 2020-01-17 12:57 am (UTC)I am nearest the south roof access.
audio > action
Date: 2020-01-17 01:28 am (UTC)Alright, gotcha. I guess I'll head up there, too.
[he has to, anyway. volunteer duties, yep.
Yaha-kui met Robin when he was in greens but now he's in a lot of pink. and purple. and sakura blossoms. the gear that most of the staff is wearing around the con. it may be difficult to recognize him for anybody else...
it's difficult to miss Yaha-kui, though. even without the pile of books around him. without any invitation, Robin sits in the spot next to him with a sigh. the hat is pulled off so he can run his hand through his hair and slump over.
volunteer duties are sitting on his ass.]
Man, there are so many people and they just keep coming. How long have you been here? All day? With that many books...
Re: audio > action
Date: 2020-01-17 01:55 am (UTC)So they're both a bit flashy today.
zaShunina carefully moves his bookmark to the current page he'd been reading before closing the volume with a soft clap of paper so that he might grant Robin his full attention.]
I have been in this precise location for two hours, fourteen minutes, and fifty-three seconds. [But he knows that's not what Robin's asking.] I have been at the venue since twelve-hundred hours yesterday.
[You know, before the event even started.]
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Date: 2020-01-17 02:24 am (UTC)Oi, oi, you're one of those campers I've been hearing about!
[he knows Yaha-kui doesn't sleep. still, talk about hardcore. Robin may not need sleep either, but he can't picture himself doing anything close to waiting outside a building all night in order to get something.]
... You're really dedicated to absorbing all the information you can, aren't you? [color him impressed. you have to admire dedication like that. it's crazy but charming in its own way.]
I take it you've been picking up one of each of the books you've come across. I bet you've made some sellers really happy, buying all this. [Robin grabs for the topmost one, reading the cover.]
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Date: 2020-01-17 04:53 am (UTC)That said, while he wasn't one of them himself, there were a few people who spent the night in tents--literally camping--there around the same time he was.]
Yes, I have purchased one of each. [And in fact that top volume Robin grabbed has a distinctive number "18" overlaying the crossed circle indicating that it's porn... as if the two practically-naked androgynous characters intertwined upon the cover didn't already give it away. Immediately underneath that doujin lies something far more tame; some kind of moe magical girl schlock.
He's not especially picky about his reading material.]
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Date: 2020-01-17 05:44 am (UTC)upon seeing the rating, the picture, and everything else? his reaction is mild. a raise of his eyebrows. even the porn was picked up, too? with what he had learned, he can't fathom why this doujin would be especially informative.
Robin flips it open to the center and is greeted with some explicit artwork.]
Hey, uh, I know you're into learning but what exactly do you learn from blatant pornography?
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Date: 2020-01-17 05:55 am (UTC)"Learning" is a misapprehension. [He corrects him, setting his current volume atop the other stack--the one that apparently makes up all the books he's read through already by this point.] It is information. The processing of information and learning are not synonymous.
[It's consumption, pure and simple.]
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Date: 2020-01-17 06:14 am (UTC)he closes the book and reaches for the moe magical girl one beneath it, even more befuddled by this one. seriously... what useful information is he getting...?]
What do you do with all that information? Is it just in case somebody asks you about the plot of... "Star Girl Go Forever Space Cadet"?
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Date: 2020-01-17 06:59 am (UTC)If you will forgive a 36% margin of error, the most accurate way I can translate this into your language is "inexorability." It is a drive. A reason. A fundamental principle.
[He holds up a disembodied hand with its fist closed for a moment, before it opens to reveal a simple white stone from one of the nearby rooftop gardens. As soon as its released, it, predictably, falls to the floor with a light clatter.]
Similarly to how, in this world, a dropped stone must obey gravity, I, too, must process information. It is impossible not to do so.
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Date: 2020-01-17 08:11 am (UTC)error is easily forgiven. nobody is perfect. but he thinks he gets it now, while he looks downward at that stone.
the moe doujin is set aside so he can bend down and picks up that stone, tossing it up and down in his palm.]
Sure, but even stones do a lot more than just obey gravity. They gather moss. Some are homes for creatures. People have used them to build things since way back. You don't just process information like a rock doesn't just obey gravity, do you?
Not with what you were saying about Hakuno helping you understand emotions. You're reading for some other reason besides just processing, right?
Oh my god. What year is it.
Date: 2020-01-25 05:09 pm (UTC)[zaShunina picks up the moe doujin Robin had set aside and flips the cover open to the first page, scanning it with his eyes.]
The information that is processed is incorporated--learned, as you said--and this aids in understanding, but it is not the primary goal of this processing. Rather, it is a byproduct.
Do you understand?
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Date: 2020-01-30 11:13 pm (UTC)Sure. [after essentially getting shot down, he will leave it at that. maybe Yaha-kui and Hakuno are just too Big Brain for birdbrain, here. a guy who only excels are certain aspects and is not a genius by any means.
he's not as good as Hakuno when it comes to making friends. there are certain types of people he is bad with. that's all.]
Right then. What's the most interesting fact that was used to sate your addiction?
[says Robin as he pulls out a cigarette.]
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Date: 2020-02-10 09:51 pm (UTC)Thanks for everything you did before to help me. it means a lot to me.
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Date: 2020-02-10 09:56 pm (UTC)You have thanked me already. [But the smile on his face shows he isn't bothered.]
Should you require it again, I will lend you Kado.
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Date: 2020-02-10 10:12 pm (UTC)Yeah... I just thought maybe I could do something to say thank you, besides just telling you. What kind of stuff do you like?
Okay, now that I have my catchall log done...
Date: 2020-02-11 12:44 am (UTC)I'll take a look!
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Date: 2020-02-12 02:18 am (UTC)Which is why we had our initial encounter, in fact.
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Date: 2020-02-12 07:38 am (UTC)Can we meet somewhere? We could hang out and get food, too.
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Date: 2020-02-12 09:45 pm (UTC)Do you have a preference of location?
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Date: 2020-02-12 11:10 pm (UTC)It looks like a place you might like, if you wanna meet there.
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Date: 2020-02-13 12:45 am (UTC)If that is your choice, then I will meet you there. [At a handwaved, unspecified time.
Link!]