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There are...games. Where you...you know, have to pick a favorite movie, well actually it's usually five or ten of them---anyway you pick which ones you would take with you if you were stranded on a, um desert...island. That's I guess assuming there's some way to watch them....I mean, why else would you would you... be bringing them, right?
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[ and the ark's gone too now of course, so it hardly counts... well, she guesses ]
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Since it....seems to be between us and....what I have to hope is the rest of the City.
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She's relieved to find Emma, who has officially found a place on her 'people to worry about' list. Emma seems to be talking to herself, which is... odd, but not necessarily unexpected, all things considering. The last couple of days have been stressful. Penny approaches her, Doris the duck waddling after her.]
Emma... hey. Are you okay?
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In a completely unsanitary, and thus unappealing kind of way. But...that isn't their fault...
Um.
Emma reminds herself not to stare at Doris and looks instead at Penny who is the one actually addressing her as it is. She brushes some hair behind her ear and then folds her hands in front of her as neatly as if she might be standing in a school office or the like instead of on a reliable patch of sand. In those same heels. They are strapped of course, so conveniently they did not leave her feet like sneakers might have. ]
Penny! [ A little too brightly maybe, and in the dark it's amplified by not being able to tell facial expressions so well, but she tries. ] Hi. Yes. Yes, I'm fine. [ A lie but what good would it do to say she's not? ] Just... [ She can't think of what she could say to explain what she is doing so she gives up. ] Are you?
Who's your...friend?
[ A soft nod at Doris. Credit due, Emma manages not to look petrified. As long as Doris doesn't get much closer---say, in front of Penny ( ... )
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Penny herself is barefoot, having lost her bargain footwear to the sea. She doesn't seem the least bit bothered by it, however, and the cold doesn't appear to be getting to her.]
Good... good. I didn't see you right away, so I was afraid something-- ...but it didn't, and I... [Oh, dear. Penny realizes she's babbling nervously. Has she been doing that for the last few days? If so, why hasn't anyone politely asked her to shut up?] I'm okay. Just looking for people.
[Penny is only too pleased to introduce Doris, who stays behind her like any good duckling (never mind that Doris is full-grown).] That's Doris. She and Babbage--that's the guinea pig I had on the ark--made it okay, but Cabbage and the sick pigeon... they haven't--I mean, I'm sure they'll be fine, and when the sun comes up we'll all find our ways back to the City and everything'll be normal. Normalish.
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In conversation with Penny however, her brow knits, some concern for the other redhead eclipsing her self-consciousness and inhibited way of...well...doing most things lately. Perhaps the best way to be reassuring is to focus on what Penny is clearly happy about, the well-being of the duck no less, if not so glad about the still unknown whereabouts of her other...pets (?) ]
Hello.
[ To Doris. Emma does an admirable job--maybe--of not looking worried before returning her attention to Penny. ]
Oh yes. I think...well... I couldn't be sure because...well it seemed at the time as though the...er...the whale [ she is not sure it was a whale at all ]....animal...actually. I know this is going to sound crazy but...
[ Oh she can't say it after all, that she ( ... )
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Ideally of course I...would bring something with me rather than nothing, but I find they really need to come in, in, pairs.
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[ pause ]
Do you have a favorite movie or five movies?
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