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reverielogs2018-07-16 01:02 pm
theunluckygirl) wrote in reverielogs2018-07-16 01:02 pm
Sew much fabric
» WHO? Jennifer & You
» WHEN? makes vague hand motions.
» WHERE? Observation area
» WHAT? Jennifer doing some sewing, offering to teach people who might be interested.
» WARNINGS? None yet, will change as needed.
[Even when she was a child, Jennifer hadn't minded chores. The tasks were often her only respite from the other children at the orphanage, and the repetitive tasks often helped her focus. She could let her mind wander a little, think about what needs to be done, what she could do more.
Everyone on this ship was just trying to survive. She didn't have any special powers, or strength to help with fighting, or any skills she could think of that would be particularly helpful with exploring the planet below or anything like that.
So, she sewed. She had torn clothes she'd found to practice on, to keep at least those skills, er, sharp (no pun intended), and repeatedly repairs, re-sews buttons, etc. She evens starts making some cloth dolls out of the scraps.
The first and only time, so far, she sticks herself with the needle, her startled reaction sends the needle flying, forcing Jennifer to carefully crawl about on hands and knees attempting to find it, patting carefully along the ground. Should anyone else come in, Jennifer is quick to look up, eyes wide]
Please watch where you step! I lost a needle, so... um... I'm sorry.
[Please don't get stabbed in the foot or something by accident plEASE]
» WHEN? makes vague hand motions.
» WHERE? Observation area
» WHAT? Jennifer doing some sewing, offering to teach people who might be interested.
» WARNINGS? None yet, will change as needed.
[Even when she was a child, Jennifer hadn't minded chores. The tasks were often her only respite from the other children at the orphanage, and the repetitive tasks often helped her focus. She could let her mind wander a little, think about what needs to be done, what she could do more.
Everyone on this ship was just trying to survive. She didn't have any special powers, or strength to help with fighting, or any skills she could think of that would be particularly helpful with exploring the planet below or anything like that.
So, she sewed. She had torn clothes she'd found to practice on, to keep at least those skills, er, sharp (no pun intended), and repeatedly repairs, re-sews buttons, etc. She evens starts making some cloth dolls out of the scraps.
The first and only time, so far, she sticks herself with the needle, her startled reaction sends the needle flying, forcing Jennifer to carefully crawl about on hands and knees attempting to find it, patting carefully along the ground. Should anyone else come in, Jennifer is quick to look up, eyes wide]
Please watch where you step! I lost a needle, so... um... I'm sorry.
[Please don't get stabbed in the foot or something by accident plEASE]
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...I see.
[It is likely that the human had no knowledge of AI at all before coming to this station—perhaps not even personal computers. Arid has suspected as much of some of the humans on the crew, but it’s still strange to encounter such ignorance on an individual level.]
“Robot” is not a derogatory term. However, it may still be overly specific in many cases. [In Arid’s case, for example.] The term “AI” is sufficient to refer to most forms of sentient synthetic life.
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--Oh, I never introduced myself in turn. My name is Jennifer, pleased to meet you. [She smiles shyly] It must be very far in the future where you're from then, isn't it? Does it differ much from this place?
[The technology mostly, she means]
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[A nod towards the human.] You, for example, are much more polite.