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Close encounters
Who: Subzero, Hiro, Sam.
What: A chance meeting, away in the woods.
Where: On the path to/from the outdoor theatre in the Northwest.
When: Shortly after Subzero’s leg got reattached.
Warnings: Possibly language. Good job, Sam.
“I’m telling you, a lot of the charm of drive-in theatres---even if ours isn’t strictly a drive-in---is that they’re a little bit old-fashioned. It doesn’t need lasers, and it doesn’t need fireworks, except okay maybe fireworks for special occasions but as those’d be exceptions that’s beside the point.” Sam shook her head and turned up her hands, smiling but still attempting ‘adamant.’ “Point is, instead of a pre-show show there’s social time. Look at opening night! It was nice to have that time free for people to check in with each other, fuss over seats, fuss over snacks, fix some skirts up… Resounding success, and a little like the way movies at the movies used to be.”
She glanced at the path so as to be sure she wouldn’t be tripped by any treacherous roots or rocks before turning her attention (and eyes!) to Hiro, unwilling to miss the teen’s reaction.
“When I was younger, there were sometimes wait screens with trivia, but no ads before a movie began.”
What: A chance meeting, away in the woods.
Where: On the path to/from the outdoor theatre in the Northwest.
When: Shortly after Subzero’s leg got reattached.
Warnings: Possibly language. Good job, Sam.
“I’m telling you, a lot of the charm of drive-in theatres---even if ours isn’t strictly a drive-in---is that they’re a little bit old-fashioned. It doesn’t need lasers, and it doesn’t need fireworks, except okay maybe fireworks for special occasions but as those’d be exceptions that’s beside the point.” Sam shook her head and turned up her hands, smiling but still attempting ‘adamant.’ “Point is, instead of a pre-show show there’s social time. Look at opening night! It was nice to have that time free for people to check in with each other, fuss over seats, fuss over snacks, fix some skirts up… Resounding success, and a little like the way movies at the movies used to be.”
She glanced at the path so as to be sure she wouldn’t be tripped by any treacherous roots or rocks before turning her attention (and eyes!) to Hiro, unwilling to miss the teen’s reaction.
“When I was younger, there were sometimes wait screens with trivia, but no ads before a movie began.”
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Then, because he thinks about these sorts of things: "So we're the first humans you've met or seen ever? How d'you know we aren't poisonous or feed on metal?" Hiro, stop it.
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Yeah, Hiro, you keep believing that, he's still going to keep things locked up for now to make sure you've got a stable perch. Change your mind about climbing his head and he'll pluck you off his face, though.
And then a bit of a wry look. "You are, and I don't. But the discovery is worth the risk." Though now a part of him is wondering, even as he's pretty sure poison and metal eating won't be an issue considering how the question was posed.
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She'd turned her attention to Hiro once more.
"You're right. He's got the attitude." It was acknowledged approvingly; the medic was usually irreverent and often snarky, which spoke to Sam, who was herself usually irreverent... and often snarky. Shades of that snark would surface as she again addressed her new acquaintance, smiling at the entire exchange. "You do now? If you're willing to take ou---okay, maybe just my word for it."
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Have a scrunchy-faced glare, Sam, because how dare you besmirch him in front of the big cool dude? Totally unfair; you're getting your pillow turned into a robotic spider tonight.
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"I guess I do. I'll certainly say the encounter so far has been quite enlightening, and fun." If he manages to get Hiro back into his hand he'll lift bot humans up to face level, getting a close look at both of them.
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"I never so much as saw any on Earth." More of a musing, the remark wasn't aimed at anyone in particular. "And alts or not, I would know."
Sam shifted again as Subzero moved collect the kid, turning a little so as to face the Cybertronian straight-on once brought up nearer eye level. "Good! I'm glad; terrible for a first impression to be boring. Given the specifics of this one, it would be a kind of anti-accomplishment."
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"Got any deep scientific questions? Anything goes, except gross reproduction stuff. Ask Sam about that."
...well. MILDLY less troublesome.
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"Well, to your right you'll see trees, to your left you'll see trees, ahead you'll see trees, and if I may direct your attention down you'll see grass and some other stuff. Generally, organic life is divided into 'plants' and 'animals,' and if it's green and stationary it's very often a plant. They aren't always green, though."
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As for Subzero, he's going to have to be quick, since Hiro has sat still for approximately 35 seconds and that's way too long. He'll hop up, gesturing at the trees around them. "The green's cause of the chlorophyll-- that's a pigment found in the thylakoid membranes of the chloroplasts in the leaves. The chloroplasts are the organelles that carry out photosynthesis, and they just happen to be green."
Science!!
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He listens closely to Hiro's jabber, butba lot of that is new to him and so soundsnlike just gibberish. "Are you a scientist as well or is this common knowledge for your people?"
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"Streak of smartaft? I like you already." Sam rolled onto one hip to better look down, past the side of the hand she sat on, steadying herself with one hand. "I say 'stuff' as we've got all sorts of ground cover---the grass, some moss, dandelions, johnny-jump-ups... and none of these are scientific terms. For that, there's a binomial nomenclature system which has organisms categorized in branching groups, but I unfortunately don't remember many examples."
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And then, prompted by Sam saying big words -- "That's the true grass, poaceae, makes up 20% of Earth's ground cover. Dandelions are family plantae, order asterales, family asteraceae, genus taraxacum, tap-rooted, perennial, herbaceous plants, native to temperate areas of the Northern Hemisphere."
....okay now he's just showing off.
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And yeah, he knows a show-off when he sees one.
But...how about a change of subject, hm? "So how long have you two been here? And...you're not...native to this Cybertron, are you?" Hey, legit question with all the other organic life forms around here, okay?
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Rolling her eyes at her housemate's showboating, Sam considered finding something---a sock, perhaps---to throw at him, but decided against it, as it was at least a good example of the categorization she'd mentioned and not overly obnoxious.
Yet.
"Me? Around seven months. Him, a little less. More like... Five?" She glanced to Hiro for confirmation or correction, before shaking her head at Subzero's second question. "Native to Earth's icy north and still, at times, horribly homesick. That said, I was wanting to ask: according to your GPS, what should be here?"
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Still, Hiro is genuinely excited to get to teach a (big cool enormous metallic possibly-flight-capable) new arrival all about cool science things, and is already plotting to get his hands on as many informational programs and books as humanly possible.
The question gets a shake of his head, and mercifully Hiro sits down again. "Nah, I'm from Earth too. Not the same as Sam's Earth, though. Til I got here I never met any robots bigger than a person."
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"Months? Hn, sounds like I'm going to have to relearn how time is tracked too." So both from this "earth" place huh? He'll definitely take any information Hiro is willing to share. He'll make a quick and eager student.
As for GPS? "Well..." He looks around at all the trees. "The outskirts of Vos, actually. Nice place, full of flight frames here...there. Primus it's strange to see it like this. Don't get me wrong, all of this," said with a very gentle gesture at the trees...that may or may not include the two sitting in his palms, "it's fascinating, but it's...wrong too."
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"For what it's worth, I can kinda get you on the 'wrongness,' or at least an idea of the weirdness. When he," she jerked her head towards Hiro, "and I stumbled onto the fact we were from two different Earths with two different histories, it was like 'uh, okay, so the cities that I know of aren't all those cities, for a start.'"
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Hiro frowns a little, thoughtfully, trying to imagine if instead of this weird Cybertron place he'd been placed in a San Fransokyo where everything is juuuuust slightly...off. Then he gets distracted by the idea of all the Cybertronians trying to ride the trolley and just chuckles to himself.
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He gave Hiro a curious glance, but instead asked another question. "So since you are here, where are you staying? And...what do you use for fuel? I...can't imagine energon mixes well with organic bodies."
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Following Subzero's gaze to her housemate, Sam shrugged and answered: "The Hub. Some of the apartments there are sized for humans, and any that aren't already occupied are open to be taken, so I just sort of settled into a neat one I found was free. It's actually really nice. And,"
Oh.
"I'm trying to think of a way to answer that that doesn't sound kind of awful... but there may not be a way, so I'm just going to be blunt?" She brought her hands up to shoulder height, before allowing them to fall to her lap. "Some plants, some animals. Herbivores eat mainly plants, carnivores eat mainly other animals; humans are omnivores, and so can eat a wide variety of things."
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Oh dear, poor Sam, answering the awkward questions. Hiro is only trying to help when he interjects: "Most organic species -- uh, the ones we eat -- have lower mental processing capabilities than humans? If...that helps?"
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"I... see. I...guess I don't know what I was expecting..."
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"I don't know what you were expecting, either, but I'd like to stress that it isn't as indiscriminate as it might initially sound. Eventually you'll learn some about how food's prepared, and sort of see... even if there are some parts of it you'll probably forever regard as kind of... well, probably horrible. This isn't helping." Burying her face in both hands, Sam tried not to laugh and succeeded before straightening to look Subzero in the optic again. "Thing is, we gotta eat. Food isn't just energy for an organic body---it's raw materials, too. Different foods are better or worse sources of the things the body needs to function, so the wider the variety is generally the better, but trust me, there are taboos. Anything self-aware? Widely recognized as off the table."
Through force of will she did not flinch, though the phrasing was unintentional.
"So to speak."
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"Pretty much all life forms do that to some extent, though, even the herbivores, though they stick to the plant stuff. Goes back to that whole complexity of the species thing -- the more advanced and powerful an animal is, the more other animals it can hunt as prey."
Then he pauses and amends: "Well, up until humans. We're pretty much the only species that has enough cerebral processing power to conceptualize wide-spread civilization, so even though technically most apex predators could totally eat us, we're top of the food chain. Unless you're lost in the woods with a bear."
Another pause. "This...isn't helping, is it?"
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