034 ± [visual / location: speares] a set of new wings and anything gold

[aintnoconvict]

Behold, Taxon, possibly the most ridiculous thing ever seen on the tablets: Glitch, bathed in the intense gleam of a rainbow, standing beside a pot of gold.

"Look what I found!" he said, all excitement and grinning and pointing. "It just...behind the shop, there's this rainbow and it looks like it goes--" He gestured in an arc to indicate some great distance across the sky. "B-but here at the end there's gold."

Then Glitch remembered he was in the city of horrors and frowned, giving the pot of gold a skeptical look. "Okay, so...what does it mean?"


ooc - yes, crack. also here be aliens.

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[cametolife]

While she tried her best to keep her eyes on the man's face, she couldn't help but allow her gaze to wander up to the zipper on his head, if only for a moment. The curious, need to know girl who had a desperate thirst for knowledge and answers wanted to ask what that was all about-- was it some sort of weird hair jewelry, an actual zipper, etc.-- but she was far too polite to outright ask something so rude.

"Gold doesn't seem like something to complain about. Though, I gotta ask: Is gold even worth anything here?" She'd been under the impression that Taxon functioned under a credits system.

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[aintnoconvict]

And Glitch would appreciate the moment of tact, if he were aware of it. The topic of the gold's value was a much better one, in that it was pretty much guaranteed to avoid all trauma.

"Not really. Well, aside from whatever you can get out of using the gold itself." He shrugged, then gave the tablet a curious look. The query and the more-unfamiliar-than-usual face had him thinking new arrival so he smiled gently.

"S-so I just need to figure out what to do with it. And, ah, hello."

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[cametolife]

"Gold's good for plating," Liz offered.

What? Science geek. She spent a little too much time reading up on things that are otherwise useless amounts of knowledge that have only ever come in handy while caught in Czechoslovakian drama.

"Oh, yeah, hi. I should've said hi first, sorry... I'm Liz."

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[aintnoconvict]

"That it is," Glitch said with a nod. Plating what though...oh, he'd figure it out.

He waved off her apology. "A-and I could have said hello sooner so-- we're even!" Pause. "No, we're not even, I have your name and you don't have mine. Which...which is Glitch."

There, all equaled out.

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[cametolife]

"Are you the, um, one of the glitches I've been warned about?"

Forgive her for the confusion, Glitch. She was a recent arrival and having been given the general 'watch out for glitches' speech hadn't exactly left her with a clear picture as to what they were.

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[aintnoconvict]

Really Glitch is amazed the confusion doesn't happen more often. It's probably because of the rarity that he is taken aback when Liz draws that particular conclusion.

So he frowns, blinks, and shakes his head. "N-no, that's...I was Glitch before I came here, it's just my name." Mostly. "The glitches the aliens do are are things that happen, not people."

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[cametolife]

"Oh God, sorry," Liz apologized, putting a hand to her forehead in embarrassment. The glitches hadn't been explained to her all that well and given her past with alien shenanigans, one couldn't be too sure. Paranoia, she has it.

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[aintnoconvict]

"It's okay!" Glitch assured her and waved his hands dismissively. "Really, I mean if I'd more than half-a-brain, once I figured out the whole Glitch-glitch thing here I probably would've changed my name to...I dunno, Phillip."

Which was a perfectly serviceable name but...well, he hardly needed another one.

"...you do need to look out for the other sort of glitches, though."

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[cametolife]

"More than half a brain?" She echoed, not following. "You should give yourself more credit than that."

Dear Glitch: Liz Parker is sometimes too sweet for her own good. (See: It gets her into trouble more often than not.)

"So I've been told. There's not any way to predict them, is there?"