KAIMANA
Loren's encounter with your twin has indeed left him with appropriate expectations. "How come roses? An' why after LongNight an' not afore? An' why here? An' what're they for?" Is this a ritual, or simply a spontaneous gesture? Are the roses representative of something to the man? Is this an activity frequently performed by those who live here, following LongNight? Eager and innocent you tilt your head, waiting for the stranger to explain. It's a laundry list of question, but none of them are meant to pry, to make him feel that he has done ill. You're just.... really really curious.
It is very uncommon for you to be the one who explains things to others (or maybe not: maybe you used to educate and elucidate, but recently it's just been you and Oia and she's generally better at explaining things than you have ever been). Unfortunately, it doesn't seem that today will be your day to practice that skill because before you can talk about genetic connections the stranger has moved back to the topic of your twin. "Yup, that's my sister! Unless you met another Oia'i'o. Which isn't impossible even tho' it seems improbableish." Beaming up at him, you take the extended hand, silently easing any stray lifeforms off your palm so they won't get crushed. "Hi, Loren!"
The new person - Lily - seems friendly, too, and man do you want to be friends with her, except you know you aren't supposed to make friends because that'll skew your data. "How come you wanted sunshine?" you wonder, then add in response to the color: "The plants made it!" Gesturing at the colorful area around you, you finally begin to rise to your feet. Observing unnoticed appears to no longer be an option for today. As you stand, the plants that have been sprouting from you steadily march their way down to the muddy earth, where the lot of them take root in the soft, moist ground.
Her follow up question is rather difficult, and your face takes on a thoughtful expression as you purse your lips in thought. "Whaddya mean by what? 'Cus there's in terms of my genetic makeup, an' in terms of my role here, an' in terms of my familial relationship, an' in terms of my social relationships, an' in terms of my history, an' in terms of my name... which is Kaimana!" you finish off with a bright, enthused smile, the last of the mushrooms and plants now settled off your body and onto the ground.
It is very uncommon for you to be the one who explains things to others (or maybe not: maybe you used to educate and elucidate, but recently it's just been you and Oia and she's generally better at explaining things than you have ever been). Unfortunately, it doesn't seem that today will be your day to practice that skill because before you can talk about genetic connections the stranger has moved back to the topic of your twin. "Yup, that's my sister! Unless you met another Oia'i'o. Which isn't impossible even tho' it seems improbableish." Beaming up at him, you take the extended hand, silently easing any stray lifeforms off your palm so they won't get crushed. "Hi, Loren!"
The new person - Lily - seems friendly, too, and man do you want to be friends with her, except you know you aren't supposed to make friends because that'll skew your data. "How come you wanted sunshine?" you wonder, then add in response to the color: "The plants made it!" Gesturing at the colorful area around you, you finally begin to rise to your feet. Observing unnoticed appears to no longer be an option for today. As you stand, the plants that have been sprouting from you steadily march their way down to the muddy earth, where the lot of them take root in the soft, moist ground.
Her follow up question is rather difficult, and your face takes on a thoughtful expression as you purse your lips in thought. "Whaddya mean by what? 'Cus there's in terms of my genetic makeup, an' in terms of my role here, an' in terms of my familial relationship, an' in terms of my social relationships, an' in terms of my history, an' in terms of my name... which is Kaimana!" you finish off with a bright, enthused smile, the last of the mushrooms and plants now settled off your body and onto the ground.
the earth has music for those who listen
