[It comes out softly, as she slowly opens her eyes again.]
Can you, um--keep doing... whatever this is? [She gestures, sort of.generally. in a swirling motion. She's trying to describe the gentle ripple from the twinge of performance Laura was giving.]
It's...helping, I think. But, um-- [And that takeout is still there and smelling fucking amazing and she knows it's good--she glances longingly to the chicken tikka. one hand goes to her comm, and she goes through her history on the network, before a post from about two years ago, while she was still gone, comes up. only found it by digging after Bruce told her what happened, half-remembrances of a world that would apparently be undone. she reaches out to the coffee table, propping up her comm against one of the unopened takeout cartons.
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[It comes out softly, as she slowly opens her eyes again.]
Can you, um--keep doing... whatever this is? [She gestures, sort of.generally. in a swirling motion. She's trying to describe the gentle ripple from the twinge of performance Laura was giving.]
It's...helping, I think. But, um-- [And that takeout is still there and smelling fucking amazing and she knows it's good--she glances longingly to the chicken tikka. one hand goes to her comm, and she goes through her history on the network, before a post from about two years ago, while she was still gone, comes up. only found it by digging after Bruce told her what happened, half-remembrances of a world that would apparently be undone. she reaches out to the coffee table, propping up her comm against one of the unopened takeout cartons.
a video post and its replies start to play.]
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