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It's late at night, on the golden ship. John has already fallen asleep for the night, and Jade and Davesprite are up late. Jade is sitting at a desk, with sketchbooks stacked high and a lamp overhead shining down on her.
DAVESPRITE: sup
JADE: hey.
DAVESPRITE: sup
JADE: drawing.
DAVESPRITE: i can see that but like
DAVESPRITE: why
JADE: why not?
DAVESPRITE: dunno usually when youre up to something its because like
DAVESPRITE: youve got big plans or somethin
DAVESPRITE: is it cool alchemizing tech or something
JADE: no? sometimes i just want to draw, dave.
Davesprite presses the tips of their fingers together and leans casually against the table, sliding the pile of sketchbooks forward just a little bit, blocking the light. Jade looks up and scowls at them.
DAVESPRITE: so
DAVESPRITE: whatre you draw-
JADE: my fursona. :P
DAVESPRITE: cool
DAVESPRITE: why
JADE: i want to!!! why isn't that a good answer for you.
DAVESPRITE: it is i guess its just strange
DAVESPRITE: isnt furry fandom like a social thing
DAVESPRITE: who is your fursona going to chill with
JADE: it's been a while since i had the time and peace of mind to draw things!
JADE: and i'm worried i might be rusty...
DAVESPRITE: you should take a page from my book
DAVESPRITE: give so much less of a shit about looking good
DAVESPRITE: crank those bad boys out as fast as possible
Jade rolls her eyes and makes the universal symbol of "jerking off" with her free hand.
JADE: sorry, can you move? you're in the way of the light.
DAVESPRITE: right right
DAVESPRITE: my b
Davesprite leans back and grabs a sketchbook for themselves.
DAVESPRITE: you got a blank one of these
JADE: uhhh. sure i think its at the bottom of the pile
DAVESPRITE: nope
JADE: FUCK.
JADE: captcha code would be 9k8... dpw... d6, then.
DAVESPRITE: right
JADE: make two of them, it's easier to just clone them than to remember a captcha code.
DAVESPRITE: you got it
Davesprite floats through the ceiling and returns.
DAVESPRITE: that wasnt it
DAVESPRITE: theres a couple of individual gummy bears up there though
DAVESPRITE: whys it cost 5 build grist for a single gummy bear
JADE: oh right, my mistake.
JADE: it should be dpwd5.
DAVESPRITE: still my question remains
DAVESPRITE: 5 build grist for a gummy bear
JADE: it's because they're sugar free and they're more expensive.
JADE: john almost got me good with that one, but the joke was on him.
JADE: i already KNEW they were sugarfree because grandpa was diabetic!
Jade sits back in her chair, satisfied with her deductions. She had John beat with that one, and now everyone knew it. Jane would be proud, if she knew Jade. But this is chronologically before they meet. So this vague sense of satisfaction in parallel with another character's interests goes unremarked upon. Most importantly, John will never prank in this town again.
DAVESPRITE: wait what
JADE: sugar free gummy bears are basically laxatives.
DAVESPRITE: no i knew that
DAVESPRITE: it just seems a little cruel for john is the thing
JADE: i KNOW! it was so mean :(
Jade pouts a bit and folds her arms, poking herself with the tip of her pencil on accident.
JADE: ow! fuck
DAVESPRITE: what
DAVESPRITE: are you good
JADE: yeah i just stabbed myself is all
DAVESPRITE: haha dumbass
JADE: >XP
DAVESPRITE: brb
JADE: don't say that out loud!
DAVESPRITE: why not
JADE: it's not *great* to hear.
DAVESPRITE: lmao
JADE: augh
Davesprite floats up into the ceiling again, and returns with two sketchbooks. They captchalogue one and toss the other on the table, sitting across from Jade.
JADE: what on EARTH are you drawing
DAVESPRITE: dicks
DAVESPRITE: what else
DAVESPRITE: not like im gonna pen a magnum opus here
DAVESPRITE: im drawing a shitty comic
DAVESPRITE: see
They hold up their comic.
DAVESPRITE: i figure the other dave has a grasp on sbahj on their own
DAVESPRITE: might as well make something new since too many cooks will fuck a soup right up
DAVESPRITE: so here it is
DAVESPRITE: the sweet bro and hella jeff finale
Jade looks it over, squinting and double-taking, trying to process it into meaning, but almost certainly failing.
JADE: i never got what they meant when they said the demiurge was evil for creating the material plane until now.
DAVESPRITE: haha
DAVESPRITE: what
JADE: it's a gnostic thing. the demiurge
JADE: did you think the gnostic in my handle was just for show?? ._.
DAVESPRITE: kinda yeah
JADE: it used to be a huge special interest of mine. :'(
DAVESPRITE: what happened
JADE: nothing?
DAVESPRITE: more importantly how had i never heard this
JADE: you always seemed like the kind of person to make fun of other peoples religions!
DAVESPRITE: okay fair yeah
JADE: the demiurge is the creator of the physical plane.
JADE: in the timaeus they're like an artist!
JADE: but in gnostic ideas the demiurge is innately evil.
JADE: it's not like i believed it anyway.
JADE: it's just got some nice words and an idea here and there.
DAVESPRITE: oh i guess since you said it past tense i just kind of assumed something happened
JADE: i feel a bit more complexly now. being a god myself
JADE: but sometimes it can just be an interesting idea to explore.
JADE: it certainly resonated with me at least, back in the day
After a few moments of silence, Jade sighs to herself and looks dejectedly down at the paper before closing the sketchbook for the night.