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[stayb100ponyboy]

[It should come as no surprise to anyone that people are switching bodies this week. Equius has been swapped before (for a tiny female fairy who could only communicate through the sound of bells, which had made life interesting), and he's been a yellowblood before too, so when he woke up in Sollux's body, it was no big thing. Sure, he's been rather irritated all week about how weak and pathetic this body is, but then he eventually realized something fascinating.]

[He could make all the improvement he's been wanting to do on Sollux's roboeyes without any bitching from the eye's owners.]

[And who wouldn't want to see that, right?]

[So he's got his SFC set up on the sink edge, broadcasting what he's doing. And what he's doing is taking apart one of Sollux's eyes. While it's still in his face.]

The eyes are a fascinating evolutionary development.

[Especially when all the wires and microchips involved in said eye are cascading down his cheek as he looks at himself in the mirror.]

I did the best I could recreating one, but there are still facets where I could improve.

[Using a tiny screwdriver, he pries a spring out of the eye, and it lets go with a soft sproooooing. The eye sparks a little, and he winces when a spark falls on his cheek.]

Does anyone else know anything about eyes and robots?

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[voice forever unless something changes]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius keeps to voice because of the fine work he's doing within Sollux's eye sockets.]

Dirk and I are bros. We work on robots together sometimes.

[stubbornskeptic]

I'm glad to hear that.
Dirk didn't have many opportunities for friends, back home.

You're a troll, correct?
I believe I've run into a few of you.

[stayb100ponyboy]

Didn't he? He doesn't really talk about home all that much.

Yes. I'm Equius Zahhak, except I'm in Sollux Captor's body right now. Who are you?

[stubbornskeptic]

He was in a difficult situation, let's just say that.
It isn't exactly my place to divulge all his secrets, after all.

[She squints at him, trying to memorize the second name for this face. The manner-- his politeness and intense concentration on his work --that must be what Equius will be like. She imagines a cleanly pressed shirt and slacks. Maybe even a tie.]

It's nice to meet you, Mr. Zahhak.
My name is Jane Crocker, and this is my normal body!
Guess the curse didn't quite hit me or...something.
I've heard that's normal, though!

[Not that she was worried it might not be, or anything, haha!]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius would be delighted to hear that mental impression of him, even if it's totally wrong. That sounds like Darkleer, and he tries very, very hard to be like Darkleer.]

A pleasure, Jane. Don't be alarmed that the curse didn't hit you. Sometimes they don't.

[stubbornskeptic]

That's good to hear, actually.
I've heard it a few times but, well, it's hard not to worry.
I don't exactly want to go so soon or anything, and if this place isn't taking to me, or vice versa, I wondered if that might mean I'm on my way out.

[stayb100ponyboy]

No idea. There doesn't seem to be much rhyme or reason to why some people leave and others stay. I think it's just entirely random, so I wouldn't be too worried.

[stubbornskeptic]

Well.
That's certainly easier said than done, but I will do my best to try, I suppose.
I was here once before, apparently.
Not that I can remember it.
Has that happened to you, yet?

[stayb100ponyboy]

No. I've been here consecutively for over a sweep. That's... about two and a half human years.