Awakening Supports/Miriel Lon'qu

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C Support

Miriel:
The moon is illuminated by the sun? A most curious claim. And yet...

Lon'qu:
Hey.

Miriel:
The sun's light dims and is extinguished as it falls below the horizon. How, then, can—

Lon'qu:
Hey! Watch OUT.

Miriel:
Ack!

Lon'qu:
Do you have a death wish, woman? You nearly walked off a cliff! ...Gods. I grabbed a woman's arm.

Miriel:
Apologies. I was lost in my reading.

Lon'qu:
Maybe sit down next time if you aim to stay alive.

Miriel:
My heart is racing. An autonomic response to danger, I assume? Very interesting. I must make a note of this...

Lon'qu:
Just close the book.

Miriel:
I am conducting a thought experiment and would prefer not to interrupt it.

Lon'qu:
You'd be interrupted permanently if I hadn't stopped you. Don't let it happen again.

Miriel:
Assuming the sun does somehow continue to shine from beyond the horizon... Bah. It's no use. My focus is lost.


B Support

Lon'qu:
I told you not to let this happen again!

Miriel:
You did.

Lon'qu:
So why is this your seventh brush with death in a week? The falling rocks and being swept off by the river I can perhaps understand... But you just stepped in front of a cart! A cart full of...of very loud minstrels!

Miriel:
Yes. But I saw you coming as well.

Lon'qu:
And you just assumed I'd save you?

Miriel:
That was my hypothesis, yes. The first few instances were accidents, but they raised a curious question. Was my attendant increase in heart rate purely the result of proximal danger?

Lon'qu:
Say that in words a human can understand.

Miriel:
A second situational cause could be postulated: proximity to you. Perhaps contact with someone unfamiliar was the cause of my momentary excitation. The only way to be sure was to collect data, which entailed replicating the experiment.

Lon'qu:
So you had to keep trying to die so I could keep saving you? What if I'd been too slow?

Miriel:
An incisive criticism. My methodology failed to prepare for that contingency.

Lon'qu:
For a smart woman, you sure are dumb. So understand this—that was the last time I'm pulling you out of the fire! I'm uncomfortable enough around women as it is. I don't need you making it worse.

Miriel:
A categorical aversion to women? Curious. Does this extend to, say, a female cat?

Lon'qu:
What? No. Cats all look the same to me.

Miriel:
What about primates? Statues of women? Perhaps a female cadaver?

Lon'qu:
I'm pretending you stopped at statues.

Miriel:
Is your reflex physical, or psychological? This merits a most rigorous investigation!

Lon'qu:
I'm starting to wish I'd let those minstrels run you down...


A Support

Lon'qu:
All right! Why did you do it?!

Miriel:
Your question is far too vague for—

Lon'qu:
You filled my tent with statues of women! And most of them had no arms!

Miriel:
Ah, yes. That. Your question was ambiguous, Lon'qu. Specificity is paramount in any inquiry. Regardless, the statues were an experiment to learn the extent of your aversion reflex. And now I may collect the results! So then, how did you react to the statues?

Lon'qu:
By smashing them.

Miriel:
I see. So an inanimate likeness DOES trigger your reflex.

Lon'qu:
No, that's not the—

Miriel:
Thank you for your cooperation. We can proceed to the next test once I've procured sufficient female monkeys to—

Lon'qu:
For the love of all the gods, no! You don't get it.

Miriel:
I have made an error in my calculations?

Lon'qu:
I didn't get rid of the statues because they looked like women. There was barely enough room in my tent to stand! Plus I didn't want people to think I had...issues.

Miriel:
Ah! I see your point. A man who claims to be constitutionally averse to women with a tent full of statues? You might indeed be the subject of scrutiny, to say nothing of scurrilous rumor.

Lon'qu:
Assuming those words mean what I think they mean, yes. That's it exactly.

Miriel:
This was an oversight in my methodology. I apologize. We'll repeat the experiment in a secluded location.

Lon'qu:
No, we won't.

Miriel:
My heart is racing at the prospect of clean, reliable data!

Lon'qu:
I said forget it!


S Support

Lon'qu:
...Hello, Miriel.

Miriel:
Curious. How did you know it was me?

Lon'qu:
After enduring your "experiments" day in and day out, I've come to expect you. Also, you have a fairly unique presence.

Miriel:
A presence, you say? How ambiguous. With what sensory organ do you detect it? We would have to disable them one at a time to be certain.

Lon'qu:
Just... Look, forget I said anything. What are you here to test this time?

Miriel:
I've observed a new phenomenon. Over the course of our joint research, I have come to crave further contact. I've yet to ascertain the cause and extent of this addiction, however.

Lon'qu:
I...have a theory.

Miriel:
A hypothesis, Lon'qu. Not a theory. A theory is a measurable extension of... I apologize. I interrupted you. Please continue.

Lon'qu:
I think what you feel is the same as what I feel for you.

Miriel:
Then you've cultivated an immunity to women as a result of our experiments?

Lon'qu:
Not an immunity. Just an exception.

Miriel:
Fascinating. And a relief! It would be a shame to lose such a rare affliction. In any case, this calls for further inquiry.

Lon'qu:
Heh. I thought you'd say as much. That's why I got you this.

Miriel:
It appears to be a ring.

Lon'qu:
That's because it is a ring. Wear this, and our addictions will be sated. You'll also never lack for a test subject.

Miriel:
Are these properties magical in nature? Most intriguing...

Lon'qu:
I'm asking you to marry me, idiot!

Miriel:
Ah, I see! Fascinating.

Lon'qu:
That's...not really an answer.

Miriel:
Apologies. I appear to be flush with a host of new and unfamiliar feelings. Each one is more intriguing than the next! I'm not sure how to express them properly.

Lon'qu:
Most people smile.

Miriel:
...Is this satisfactory?

Lon'qu:
Actually that's a bit creepy, but... You know what? We'll work on it.