08 - Video - Winning bets shouldn't make you feel sick

[ichoosefight]

[ She's trying so very hard to look smug despite the nausea. ]

Today marks the end of my third week here, death free. Pay up, Crane.

[ Filtered away from Crane ]

Being sick doesn't count away from my victory, does it? And while we're on the subject, does anybody have tylenol?

[ No really, she looks awful. Green around the gills awful. She just... hasn't quite figured it out yet. Herpa derp. ]

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[with_discipline]

That he would feel as a creator does. It is his arrogance warping into his fear.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Clearly he's never had a kid. It's not that rewarding.

[ She goes back to the book, continuing to read. There had to be something scary, didn't there? ]

[with_discipline]

[Only in the deeply philosophical sense. T'Pol's lips press together in a thin line, and she lifts her chin a little. She doesn't want to talk about kids.] Frankenstein wasn't attempting to procreate.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, science and all that. He's still a wuss.

[with_discipline]

[Eeeeeyebrow] A wuss. [By which she means, what the hell is that.]

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ Social cues? What are those? ]

Well yeah. He gets freaked and runs away for what, days?

[with_discipline]

[Seriously overrated] He created a monster.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

He's hardly a monster, his skin's just a little transparent. I swear I've seen 8 foot guys at school football games.

[with_discipline]

He took something inanimate and gave it life. Perhaps he realized that he had no right to do so.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Shoulda thought of that beforehand. Thinking ahead is highly underrated.

[with_discipline]

[She has no idea how to respond to that, really, so for a moment she just stares. Then she lowers herself back to the cushion on the floor, legs crossed again. Take two for meditating.]

The story is about sacrifice. Perhaps you should finish reading.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Sacrifice? [ She sounds skeptical, but she goes back to the book. ]

[with_discipline]

[T'Pol doesn't bother replying; she's getting frustrated, and that is really very bad. She just spends another moment not-glaring, before closing her eyes and trying to meditate again.]

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ Twenty minutes later: She's starting to get antsy now. Her fingers tap idly on the book's cover as she reads and she keeps shifting around, trying to get comfortable. Lucky she doesn't have a pen, or she would be clicking it over and over and over again. ]

[with_discipline]

[Thank God for small favors. T'Pol's very good at sitting quietly, even if she's having trouble meditating. They're going to set up a routine, at this rate. Opening her eyes, T'Pol glanced toward Stephanie's fidgeting. Cut that shit out, man.]

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ Steph is completely oblivious, and manages to start tapping her feet on the floor. ]

[with_discipline]

[They should have a sitcom for this. T'Pol looks over.] Please desist.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ Steph should have her own special sitcom. And by special, I do mean 'special'. She stills as she looks up from the book. ]

...But I'm not done yet.

[with_discipline]

[Yes. Yes she should. It would be ridiculously written.] I meant the tapping.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Oh! Sorry. I'll stop. [ She folds her feet under her legs and turns back to the book. Only around five minutes later she puts it down again. ]

Do you think you could teach me to meditate? Nobody's really had the patience in the past.

[with_discipline]

[SHE WONDERS WHY. But T'Pol opens her eyes and looks toward Stephanie before inclining her head. She gestures towards the pillow opposite her, candle on the low platform between them.] I will try.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ She leaps up and plops herself down across from T'Pol. ]

Alright, what do I do?

[with_discipline]

[She's trying to tell herself that she's done this before and she can do it again, but her patience is pretty damn frazzled to begin with, so she just takes a deep breath.] Empty your mind. Find something calming to focus on, if necessary, something that will take your attention from all other thoughts.

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ She closes her eyes and looks like she's focusing very, very hard. ]

What am I supposed to be focusing on?

[with_discipline]

That will have to be your decision. [She pauses, eying Steph before closing her eyes.] I envision a white void when I meditate, empty and bright.