( she'll be careful, cradling the battery in the palm of her less gristly hand as she draws it closer to her face and gives it an appraising once over. it feels heavier than the traditional double-a, but otherwise not that outwardly impressive. the true weight behind this piece of technology is the story mizuki weaves behind it, and clarke's gaze is darting from this piece of show & tell to his face every so often, still hanging on the overarching points of this story.
every world has it's assholes and it's bleeding hearts — and a good deal of the community that fall somewhere between the two. that was just how society worked. though as she's already somehow digested the fact that her tablemate eats (evil) people, it's a bit of a relief to be reaffirmed that he's not part of the former group.
but sitting here, holding what may be the peak of human (and human adjacent) technology in hand, it also sparks a wave of detached nostalgia. musings on society and what makes people people, heavy on her tongue and easy to spill through her teeth now that she's paused in eating. )
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every world has it's assholes and it's bleeding hearts — and a good deal of the community that fall somewhere between the two. that was just how society worked. though as she's already somehow digested the fact that her tablemate eats (evil) people, it's a bit of a relief to be reaffirmed that he's not part of the former group.
but sitting here, holding what may be the peak of human (and human adjacent) technology in hand, it also sparks a wave of detached nostalgia. musings on society and what makes people people, heavy on her tongue and easy to spill through her teeth now that she's paused in eating. )
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