#r1999 pointer

kiperina: sorry, miss 37, the sides don’t match…

37: oh! it’s an irregular polygon :)

37: this braid contains approximately 51.3% of my hair. now, calculate the other half’s percentage

kiperina: *(writing with a pen and paper)* i have to subtract from 100, and then…

voyager: *(thinks for a moment, then plays F-C-B on her violin)*

37: hmm… the fourth, the eighth, and the seventh scale degrees… that’s right! 48.7%!

voyager: 😊

i just think 37 would intuitively understand voyager’s unique communication, and it would baffle literally everyone else. poor kiperina is forced to be the sensible/grounded one

but like, other laplace shenanigans. X making a rube goldberg machine which is timed off of an enigrich argument. medpoc chasing hissabeth’s siblings on all fours. windsong, vila, hissabeth, and pointer going on double dates. hisspointer shit-talking enigrich like they’re not just as bad. enigma and hissabeth bonding over being surrounded by robots/Awakened and freaks (they acknowledge that they, too, are freaks, but insist it’s of a different and infinitely more justified nature. obviously.) voyager and kiperina following either windsong or hissabeth around like little ducklings. name day visiting and treating kiperina like a little sister. X being aware of all the workplace romance months before even the people Dating know about it (he very very subtly pushes everyone along and chuckles about it secretly to himself. only medpoc knows what he’s up to; they don’t care enough to snitch). and one day lucy greets ulrich/enigma like “good evening, gentlemen. congratulations on your relationship”, and enigma and ulrich are like What No. We Hate each Other. and lucy is like “that is strange. my observations yield the typical signs of mutually positive interactions that extend beyond typical laplace coworker camaraderie. perhaps my social analysis module needs to be recalibrated”