022 ☣ Video (Open + locks + locked spam)

[fridgetothefire]

[Public]

Okay, this is a long shot, but I know we've got all kinds of magic and tech here that I don't know all the capabilities of, so here goes:

Does anybody have, or know of, something that can like...turn memories into photographs? We never really had cameras around when I was little and I guess I'm just. Being maudlin about a few things.

[aka she misses the twins when they were stupid babies]


[Private to Arthas.]

I know things are different. But I wanted to say thank you, for looking out for me.


[Private to Cassel]

Still think I should give him the squid hat?


[Private to Alex

Were you really into the Space Race too?


[Private separately to Babs and Charles]

[With a warm smile]

Thanks for helping me out.


[Private to Tosh]

Would you teach me how to program?


[Private to Touko]

You were a really cute kid.


[Spam for Erik]

[She gives him a little time to himself, after the flood, but there are some things she needs to say. She's not dressed for effect this time, just in jeans and a soft, light sweater despite the summery barge atmosphere.]


[Spam for Jesse]

[She's used to coming in and out of Lua's room whenever she feels like it. She knows it's early, but there's a comfort to being here, for her, simply existing in a space she shares with someone she trusts. She didn't expect to to see Jesse making breakfast, but she puts it together pretty quickly. She leans against the little table, arms crossed, not smiling even though she wants to, a little.]

Well. So. You and Lua, huhn?


[Private to Lua, later]

Hey, are you free? Nothing to worry about, just checking in.

[Because if not she can check in...later later.]

Comments

[burnmythoughts]

[Jean looks a bit uncertain, at first, before she taps her lips.]

I can - maybe help isolate the memories. Pull them into focus.

[fridgetothefire]

I remember pretty clearly. Or I think I do, anyway.

It would just be nice to have something to hold sometimes. You know?

[More wistful than sorrowful.]

[burnmythoughts]

Yeah, I do. [One of her most cherished gifts is the picture of Annie that Erik gave her. Even if she has Annie back, now - it's nice to have a reminder, of both the grief she survived and the friend she got back.]

If anyone can make a machine like that, it's probably Iris. And I'd love to help, if I can.

[fridgetothefire]

I hope it works out. It sounds like a lot of people would appreciate it.

[She wished to the admiral for a family photo that never existed, of her and her parents and siblings, as a barbed Christmas present for Erik. She isn't sure, now, if she's glad or sorry.]

[burnmythoughts]

Yeah. It's...good, to hold onto those memories.

...Speaking of - well, how do you feel about having your picture taken for real?

[fridgetothefire]

I...don't think I ever have.

[She must have been, in her "past" in Bargewell, but she doesn't have any specific memories of it.]

[burnmythoughts]

[A soft smile.] Well, this is a good place for firsts.

And I'd... [The smile falters, a little.] Well, I'll go home eventually. And I'd like to have one.

[fridgetothefire]

[Oh. She smiles, a little wibbly.]

I'd like that too.