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This is a work in progress of some of the terms Jane uses/knows to describe her world. They're here for reference and I will be adding more as I comb through the book. Some of them don't have descriptions yet, as I haven't really compiled anything coherent about it. When I do, they'll be added.

Last update: 3/26/2011

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While a real Chromaticologist would use flashes of colour, the ones that Jane have would only use swatches of colour that she can pull out as necessary or that someone else can show her. These colours would only work on her and anyone from her world. If anyone else looked at them, they would only look like vibrant colours. Very, very saturated ( Read more... )

Candles and red suits and bells and all sorts of other strange things relate to your holidays. I think I might...actually be getting used to this. Not that it's a terrible thing, mind you, but it's interesting. Other than...[A pause as she thinks of the word] Halloween, I haven't yet seen the Admiral put so much effort into a season ( Read more... )

You Previous and your...holidays. Is there anything that you don't celebrate? Are there months that pass when you don't have to force your beliefs on the rest of us? [There's an annoyed little sigh.] And before you start, I know that it's the Admiral and that most of you don't want this to happen. But this does get old. [There's the sound of ( Read more... )

[Jane's in the middle of a spectacularly beautiful fit. Her communicator got switched on in the middle of it by accident and there's only the sound of things being thrown and...basically Jane tearing her room apart. When she notices that the communicator's on, though, she brings it up. Her cheeks are flushed as red as her hair.]

What the fuck do ( Read more... )

[Jane's in her Colour Garden. It's a small area in a glass enclosure, with two rows of brightly coloured flowers. So brightly coloured that it would give most people a headache to look at. For this reason, she keeps the camera away from the flowers, though, as she's tending to them, there is an occasional glimpse of one or two.]They didn't take any ( Read more... )

I've noticed the Admiral likes to celebrate holidays. But what does that actually mean for you? We might as well talk about something other than the fact that this place is turning brown and there are ghosts or pookas or whatever you want to call them. At least the colour garden hasn't wilted ( Read more... )

[Jane is in a common room, arranging Scrabble tiles into various words. The lights are flickering, but she doesn’t even seem to notice. They go off for a full thirty seconds, just as she’s about to speak. She sighs, waiting, until they come back on. In that time, she managed to finish a few words. In the darkness.] We have these…things…at home. ( Read more... )

Feel better, do you? I'm sure that you are just so proud of yourselves for all of that. Or maybe you're not.

I'm hoping you're not. Assholes. You don't even know how to keep your mouth shut about youknow or thinging and now you're going to regret it. Save it. Everyone knows now, so denying it is only going to make it worse ( Read more... )