Do Programs Dream of Synthetic Snow? [OPEN AND IN THE RIGHT COMM NOW]

[survivethesiren]

who ; Gem and YOU~
what ; Gem and her little darling dog, too, are out in the Snow. And enjoying themselves.
where ; Garden Zone 5
when ; Thursday December 15th
warning(s) ; None? ALSO: Action or prose is fine.

Comments

[nobodysfetch]

[ May has never seen snow, let along been out in it, and so has gleefully taken the opportunity to go wandering around in it. She's also bundled up so much you can barely see her eyes over her scarf, because San Francisco cold is very different from "holy crap there is frozen water falling from the sky" cold.

She stops walking when she spots the other woman and her dog, grinning behind her scarf, though she's careful to keep a little distance. Dogs don't usually much like fae - they can smell that there's something off about them - but that doesn't mean fae don't like dogs. Or at least, May thinks they seem fun. ]

[nobodysfetch]

Oh. Huh. [ May frowns thoughtfully at that, gives Pino one last ear ruffle and straightens up. ] I guess it makes sense you wouldn't know about fae, then. We're not human, but humans like stories about us. Or at least, they did in my universe.

Do you miss it? Your home in the... computer?

[survivethesiren]

[Gem gives a shrug.]

I do--but my Creator has made one in fashion, here.

I can't ever return, so the point is moot, anyways.

[nobodysfetch]

[ She shoves her hands into her pockets and frowns a little more at that last comment. ]

Why're you so sure you can't you go back?

[survivethesiren]

I arrived here just after being blown up.

[Matter of fact. Simple statement. She keeps the emotion out.]

[nobodysfetch]

[ Blink. Blink. ] Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know...

I didn't know people could come here after they... y'know... died.

[survivethesiren]

They can and they do.

You haven't been here long, have you.

[nobodysfetch]

...uh. [ Wow, she's a little tetchy, isn't she? ...then again, maybe it's the death thing. That tends to shake people up no matter what. ] I've been here for a couple months. And I know people come back after they die here, and I know some people who were gonna die before they came here, but... that's a little different.

[ May pauses and hunches her shoulders a little, so her face is partially hidden by her scarf and the collar of her coat. ] Sorry if talking about it's... awkward for you or anything.

[survivethesiren]

[Forgive Gem, she likes very few people.]

It isn't, actually. Not if you talk to some more people. Quite a few of us are in the same situation.

[An eyebrow is raised]

It's not. It's simple facts. I can't change it--it simply is.