Uh, yeah. Except, y'know. A little heads up mighta been nice.
[ He reaches a hand into his pocket to retrieve his cigarettes. He doesn't have many left but after flipping the crumpled lid open and peering down at the dozen or so smokes, he glances at Lúcio with a "want one?" lift of his brows while offering him one. The party isn't exactly helping Jesse think about conserving what he's got left. ] ]
[ With a 'fair enough' shrug, Jesse is pursing a cigarette between his lips. He pushes the pack back into his pocket. ]
Yeah. I guess. [ Pausing to light his smoke. ] Kinda wonder 'bout these mantis dudes, though. For all we know, they're totally planning to, like, try and mate with us, then eat our heads, or some shit.
Yeah, [lúcio agrees with a snort.] and if they are they sure as Hell're going about it the right way to butter us up. I'd say enjoy it, though. They seem to have put a ton of effort into it. Wouldn't make sense to eat us after.
[ Jesse lights his cigarette and pushes the lighter back into his pocket. He takes a drag. Maybe the guy is right. But still. ]
I dunno, man. Kinda reminds me of, like... that episode of The Simpsons. Y'know, where Kang and Kodos, those alien dudes, keep feeding the Simpsons on their spaceship, telling 'em to just have a good time and whatever, 'til Lisa finds their recipe book. How To Cook Forty Humans.
[ Maybe it's the party's effect; Jesse gapes at Lùcio incredulously for another beat before he suddenly lets out a laugh. A mystified and enthralled laugh. ]
No way.
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So, what's it like?! Is it like, like Back To The Future? Like, with flying cars and stuff?! [ Oh, right, yeah - Lùcio asked him what year he's from. ] I mean, it's 2009 for me back home. Just cars on roads and stuff.
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Uh, yeah. Except, y'know. A little heads up mighta been nice.
[ He reaches a hand into his pocket to retrieve his cigarettes. He doesn't have many left but after flipping the crumpled lid open and peering down at the dozen or so smokes, he glances at Lúcio with a "want one?" lift of his brows while offering him one. The party isn't exactly helping Jesse think about conserving what he's got left. ] ]
wheeee
Oh, yeah. Why'd we get that, huh? Why give us warning?
[his shoulders slouch a little as he remembers all too clearly the feel of almost drowning and being unable to help anyone else.]
That'd be too easy. But we're all safe now, that's the main thing.
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Yeah. I guess. [ Pausing to light his smoke. ] Kinda wonder 'bout these mantis dudes, though. For all we know, they're totally planning to, like, try and mate with us, then eat our heads, or some shit.
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I dunno, man. Kinda reminds me of, like... that episode of The Simpsons. Y'know, where Kang and Kodos, those alien dudes, keep feeding the Simpsons on their spaceship, telling 'em to just have a good time and whatever, 'til Lisa finds their recipe book. How To Cook Forty Humans.
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[because if one thing was going to keep going into the future...]
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[ A wary pause. ]
...Why? How many seasons they got where you're from?
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[lúcio makes a face that is clearly "it's bad."]
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...Do I even wanna know what year it is where you're from?
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The 2060s, why? What about you?
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2060s?
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[he really hope jesse doesn't freak out on him...]
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[ Maybe it's the party's effect; Jesse gapes at Lùcio incredulously for another beat before he suddenly lets out a laugh. A mystified and enthralled laugh. ]
No way.
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[lúcio wishes he had some way to show jesse the hovertech.]
Everythin's all holographic and stuff now, too!