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The Lunatic is In My Head | Video | Open
[It's right around three in the morning, but does Ushahin care? No. The video opens up with a tapping sound that seems to happen every couple of seconds. He's tapping the phone, unable to tell if the video is playing. He's been able to figure out text and even audio, but thus far, the video function has eluded him. Give him time.
When he's satisfied that it is indeed working, it begins to focus in. The light in the room is dim, providing barely enough illumination to see by. Considering how sensitive his left eye is to light, this isn't just for a mood enhancer. He's lying in a bathtub empty of water, fully clothed, a pillow and blankets evident.]
It's quiet again. [His voice is soft and exactly the sort one would expect to hear in the middle of the night in a dimly lit room.] Back to the usual dreams. And such strange ones you all have. So many questions and all the space of the slumbering mind in which to think them.
[He pauses and his eyes drift off to the side as if his mind has gone elsewhere. Finally, he blinks and seems to come back to where he is.] It's all just a spider's web. Snap one thread and it all can disappear.
When he's satisfied that it is indeed working, it begins to focus in. The light in the room is dim, providing barely enough illumination to see by. Considering how sensitive his left eye is to light, this isn't just for a mood enhancer. He's lying in a bathtub empty of water, fully clothed, a pillow and blankets evident.]
It's quiet again. [His voice is soft and exactly the sort one would expect to hear in the middle of the night in a dimly lit room.] Back to the usual dreams. And such strange ones you all have. So many questions and all the space of the slumbering mind in which to think them.
[He pauses and his eyes drift off to the side as if his mind has gone elsewhere. Finally, he blinks and seems to come back to where he is.] It's all just a spider's web. Snap one thread and it all can disappear.
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What do you think of this phone, then? You used its video function to broadcast a video for the whole network to see.
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There's not much difference between this video and the Ravensmirror that I used back home. It could show me anything, anywhere.
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If you say so. I'm not interested in your history.
Which I grant is more than this phone can do. My point was only that you've doubtless witnessed technology surpassing a waterwheel here.
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I'm afraid I've lost whatever point you were trying to make, doctor.
[Now he's just going to be stubbornly obtuse. He does enjoy needling Hermann more than he should.]
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[ Hopefully both of them remain forever oblivious as to how that could be taken. Trust that it was 100% unintended. As it is -- his frustration with the next has him hitting send too soon. ]
How can you
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[That double entendre will forever remain as one. Ushahin has a mind that never even goes towards that line of thinking.]
Come now, doctor. You can't get frustrated with people simply because you're smarter than them.
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[He's referring, of course, to Newt.]
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On that note and the note of the 'echo', as you've brought him up:
[ And of course he knows to whom Mr. Dreamspinner refers. Newton told him. He'd looked. ]
I would thank you not to threaten to 'shatter my mind' or however you put it simply because my colleague hasn't a bit of etiquette.
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Besides, it's not as if I actually followed through with that threat now, did I?
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He should know better than to bother with you after that, but he's got a big mouth and a talent for offending.
[ With almost any other person Hermann might be sympathetic to someone losing their temper with Newton. He cannot quite manage it for the man whose response was to threaten to break him. He'd done the madness track once, thank you. Not again. ]
I request that you exercise your frustration without targeting, even theoretically, any individual. The probability does not seem low that, should you two speak even irregularly, and should he continue to aggravate you, and you threaten that to shut him up, one day you'll be angry enough to do it.
Needless to say, that would be highly inconvenient for me.
[ That last, were it said, would be desert dry. An understatement. ]
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I've broken men before when I felt it pertinent to do so. Generally, I'll refrain from doing so unless I feel it will further my goals. A threat tends to remain just that: a warning not to push me any further. When I actually want to hurt someone, I simply do it.
What does he mean to you, this companion of yours? [A question that looks abrupt on the surface, but he's got his reasons for asking.]
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When you put it like that, it is probably best that my colleague and I refrain from communicating with you all together.
[ Too bad they apparently live next to one another. ]
I'm surprised you didn't just go looking for the answer. Why?
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What makes you think I didn't? The contents of a mind are not labeled and neatly organized. They are made up of emotions and disjointed memories that don't always create a coherent picture. Whatever you two are to each other is like looking at a tangled ball of string. I'm not about to try and decipher it. So I will ask you once again. What does he mean to you? Friend, family, lover?
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Of course you did. That is my business and not yours. If there's something you cannot decipher by intruding into my head, then I will keep it as my own.
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Gods help anything that tries to eat you, doctor. I feel you'd get the better of it.
Very well, then. [Surprisingly, he's willing to let the matter go. He figures that he'll eventually figure it out one way or another.]
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If only by giving it indigestion.
A shocking concession. I'll take advantage by saying goodbye and closing this.