Nothing Much

If I could begin to be, Half of what you think of me, I could do about anything

[ctrlpearl-blog]

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[riptideqxeen-blog]

Right, that’s very helpful. Wait Pearl? Is that you? A-are the rest of the crystal gems here? 

[ctrlpearl-blog]

L-lapis? What are you doing here? Did homeworld send you here? Is this whole thing set up by homeworld? ...It’s just me. I don’t even know where Steven is, let alone the other gems.

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

“Easy peasy. Leave the collection to me.” Rhys grinned (over)confidently, Pearl’s compliance to follow through with his plan seriously boosting his ego. It wasn’t often that anyone actually listened to his ideas, let alone agree with them. “You just tell me what we’ll need and I’ll get it. Maybe we can even install a little barista machine, or a TV, or … or something.” Rhys pondered excitedly, scratching at the back of his neck with his cybernetic hand.

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Pearl shrugged. “I don’t really have much of a choice. I have no clue where to find substances on this part of the planet after all.” Listening to him go on Pearl nearly shook her head dismissively. None of those things were needed for a functioning ship after all. Still, seeing her opportunities laid in front of her Pearl was in a oddly good mood and wound up laughing with a short nod. “If you can find the parts we can do it. I’ve fixed a TV enough times that I can certainly build one. I don’t know about the other stuff, but it’s always worth a shot.”

[riptideqxeen-blog]

“Uhm… Where am I? How did I get here? and how can I get home?”

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Halestone, a school in Scotland, no one knows, and you can’t.

[museinspo]

museinspo’s aesthetic series  — the dancer

The dance is over, the applause subsided but the joy and feeling will stay with you forever.

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

“Good, because I’m working on a little something right now that could serve as our ticket out of here.” Rhys beamed enthusiastically, spreading the papers out on the nearest flat surface he could find. “Look I’m no spacecraft designer but, I know how Hyperion ships work - kinda. I think with your help, maybe we can pull something together that can get me back to Pandora and you back to wherever it is you need to go.” He said, eyes flickering between Pearl’s face and the unfinished blueprints.

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Pearl’s forced enthusiasm quickly turned into real interest at the mention of being able to get out of here. Her eyes roamed over the papers, trying to get as much information out of it without wasting too much time staring. “I can’t say I’m ever made a ship quite like this, but most spaceships have similarities at their base at the very least. And I feel comfortable with most of the construction aspects with ships.” She paused, looking over the papers again, running a hand under her chin. “We’re going to need part though. They don’t need to be top notch, but we need something to work with.” She frowned at the mention of going back. With a ship like this she could potentially make it back to homeworld, but that wasn’t something she was supposed to consider.

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

‘Nice move, dipshit.’ Echoed a lingering voice in Rhys’ head that didn’t belong to himself. He hesitated, not knowing how to soothe her. “I’m sorry,” He started, “I shouldn’t have pried. W-we can change the subject.” Rhys offered, trying to lighten the mood, but not wanting to brush the conversation under the rug. He snatched up some papers off his desk, giving Pearl a soft smile. “A-are you still interested in those prototypes?” 

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Pearl paused, eyes widening slightly as she realized how she must of looked. She was always too emotional. She pulled on a stiff smile to her face as quickly as possible and shook her head at Rhys. “It’s fine. Totally completely fine. I didn’t have to tell you anything if I didn’t want to.” She shook her head a few times, trying to clear her mind. Her eyes shot over to the papers when Rhys mentioned prototypes, and she quickly moved over to look, a little too overenthusiastic. “Of course. You can always count on me to be interested in prototypes.”

[teddylupiins-blog]

“Pff. Well the consumerism ‘traditions’ undermining it suck. The only thing I ever buy this time of year is starbucks seasonal drinks.”

[ctrlpearl-blog]

I’m partially convinced the consumer traditions are what people find most enjoyable about this time. I don’t know what Starbucks is, but the idea of seasonal food and drinks is a little odd to me. 

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

Rhys sobered up a bit at the mention of the kid’s mother. “Was?” He kicked himself internally for letting that slip out, already feeling like he was walking on eggshells with this topic.

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Pearl was visibly struggling to keep her composure at this point. She could barely talk about Rose with the other gems, let alone people she just recently met. “I mean....she’s not, not gone just....we can’t, it’s just different. We can’t communicate anymore.” She gave up, shaking her head with a frown. There was no simple way to explain how Rose had to give up her physical form 

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

Rhys’ smile grew, his eyebrows raised in surprise. He hadn’t pegged her to be the motherly type. Where he came from, people with her kind of nerve usually made mad bank vault hunting - that is, as long as they didn’t mind getting down and dirty with some of Pandora’s more unsavory characters. “Really? So, he must be pretty young, right?” He bit back a laugh, imagining Pearl trying to taking care of a child on her own.

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Pearl paused, thinking for a moment. “About eight or nine years old actually.” There were many things she was good at keeping track of when it came to Steven, however age wasn’t one of them. Time passed so much quicker for her than it did for him that it was difficult for her to keep track. After a brief moment of realizing how young her human form looked Pearl went against herself and spoke once more. “His mother was older than me though.”

[teddylupiins-blog]

“I’m agnostic about religion, but, I think it’s a good thing to put time aside to appreciate the good in each other. Not that we shouldn’t be doing that every day, but, sometimes we need to be reminded of that.” 

[ctrlpearl-blog]

As nice as that may sound it appears that more people are interested in shopping than reflecting on the important things in their life. Then again, maybe I’ve just never experienced a “traditional” Christmas.

[teddylupiins-blog]

“I’m agnostic about religion, but, I think it’s a good thing to put time aside to appreciate the good in each other. Not that we shouldn’t be doing that every day, but, sometimes we need to be reminded of that.” 

[ctrlpearl-blog]

As nice as that may sound it appears that more people are interested in shopping than reflecting on the important things in their life. Then again, maybe I’ve just never experienced a “traditional” Christmas.

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

“Socks are probably the most underrated article of clothing.” Rhys sighed, fighting the urge to roll up the leg of his trousers to show off his newest pair. He was reminded of something, something he’d been itching to ask for a while. “I don’t mean to pry, but, who’s this ‘Steven’ you keep talking about? Is he a friend of yours?”

[ctrlpearl-blog]

“I just wish humans would get more invested in long socks again. Sock that end at the ankle aren’t particularly interesting or useful as the longer ones have more heat to them.” Pearl paused for a moment, fidgeting. She was never sure how to answer this question. Explaining he was the child of Rose, while also still technically being Rose barely made sense to other gems, let alone humans. Ultimately she kept it short and slightly inaccurate. “It’s not prying. It’s a valid question considering my mentions of him. But ah, I suppose I’m his caretaker.”

[rhysiecakes-deactivated20240212]

“I don’t either but they give me an excuse to drink hard liquor and wear sweater socks. So, cheers.”

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Hm, I don’t drink, but I suppose the socks aren’t half bad, and Steven always finds interesting outfits for himself so that’s exciting. I still don’t think this is particularly for me though.

[owleycs-deactivated20160525]

“i wouldn’t apologize for that. it’s a valid reason. do you celebrate anything at all??”

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Still, there are many people who do celebrate, so it could be beneficial for me to have some cheer. Not really. Where I come from holidays of this nature don’t exist.

[owleycs-deactivated20160525]

“people sure do seem grumpy lately. aren’t the holidays meant to be festive?? i’m almost disappointed.”

[ctrlpearl-blog]

I’d apologize for my own indifference, but I’m afraid it’s rather difficult to be excited about a holiday I simply do not celebrate.

[lcvexlies-deactivated20231118]

The food isn’t just during this specific time. Turkey’s eaten throughout the year. But mince pies and Christmas pudding are just a part of it. As for the socks and Santa, it’s something that’s happened for years. They’re kids, they don’t think about the dangers of it!

[ctrlpearl-blog]

Traditions are odd though. They have to start somewhere and with some purpose, and I don’t know where these have came from. Maybe I’ll have to head to library and try and find something. That’s just concerning. How are kids supposed to stay safe if they can’t recognize simple dangers?