Day 51: Arts and Crafts [Second Shift]

[gald_digger]

They actually listened to some of the suggestions people put in that box? Anise thought the Head Doctor had to be joking when he said that, but she soon heard him mention something that she herself had suggested: sewing supplies. They were really going to get some? Anise could finally get a real needle, so she could make repairs to Tokunaga whenever she needed to. She swiped one of their blunt, plastic needles before, but using that just left big holes in the fabric. Using it on Tokunaga made her feel bad, like she was hurting the poor doll.

"Isn't that nice, Dolores?" The nurse must have caught Anise's hopeful look. "But remember, you'll need to be on your best behavior until then."

"I know, I..." Anise began with her usual dismissive reply, but quickly remembered that the intercom had said 'behavior and attitudes', and instantly changed her tune. "I'll do my very best! Hee hee!" She forced a smile for the old hag.

Unfortunately, the sewing supplies weren't here today, so Anise had to find something else to do for now. Stepping inside the Arts and Crafts room, she quickly found that several tables already had paper craft ('origami,' they called it?) supplies laid out for them, so she guessed she'd just occupy herself with that. The girl sat down at one of the tables, opened up one of the books, and started looking through it.

Cranes, frogs, horses, turtles... There were lots of familiar animals, and a few unfamiliar ones, too. The rabbits looked kind of cute.

[For Ilia!]

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"If only everyone spoke the same language. That would make sense, wouldn't it?" Artemis said, turning the page at different angles to achieve better, cleaner strokes. Construction paper was not suited for this, but the materials in the room were so cheap to begin with Artemis didn't have much of a choice.

"However, in light of the confusion of last night, I can only reason that there is some sort of device translating for us--making it so we can all communicate in our native languages, comfortably. The device must have been turned off. Which causes me to wonder if there is a similar device limiting our supernatural capabilities. And whether or not it could be disabled as well."

That would be the ideal situation, after all. He confessed, he didn't know many people with 'powers' or 'abilities' beyond the scope of what was typically within reach of human standards, but it would be extremely advantageous as far as mass revolt would be concerned.

"I hope to have better luck tonight, it's rather crucial to my own sanity," he smiled, but didn't elucidate. "My name is Artemis Fowl, the Second. Forgive me for not introducing myself sooner."

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[alsdjkfas sorry this took so long.]

"I see." A device for translations or forced communication... The other at least had a point in that such a device was related to whatever was dampening their powers (or in Nigredo's case, his waveform). As for the reasons one would turn it off-- He had a feeling his consciousness was required in order to come up with a decent hypothesis.

Another thought for another time, perhaps. For now, it seemed introductions were in order. His eyes stayed on Artemis. "It's okay," he said without smiling. "My name is Nigredo."