Drizzt Asks Important Questions

[naturaltwohands]

This is Drizzt Do'Urden, and I have a simple question: what does one do in Liminal Space beside read books? It is too small to have anything left to explore, unless one tries to scale the wall.

[He does not sound frustrated, but in a good general mood. Drizzt seems more amused about it than anything, and he figures someone will have a good answer for him.]

I ask because I am afraid boredom begins to strike at my heart with my blades still for so long, and I need something more to combat it properly. Perhaps one of you has advice?

Comments

[failgoyle]

It's not that complicated, once you get the hang of it.

[Jules gets to his feet and waves. He's still tossing the cube up and down in one hand.]

You want this, at least?

[naturaltwohands]

I suppose it wouldn't be.

[Drizzt nods and smiles at the question.]

Of course. How else would I defeat boredom except with a cube?

[failgoyle]

[Jules tosses it over.]

Hey, it's better than nothing.

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt catches it easily in one hand, then begins to inspect it in both. It's a moment before he figure out how to make one row turn, making him grin again.]

I would say it is certainly better than that. The fact something like this could be constructed at all is fascinating!

[failgoyle]

I think you get used to it with manufacturing and stuff existing.

[naturaltwohands]

Maybe in time, but it will certainly be a while. There's still so much new to me!

[Drizzt is now twisting around the different rows on one side, then tries another, and grins widely at it all over again. He saw what Jules was doing with it, earlier, and is happy to remember.

Yup, he's also happy to be delighted by new things. Simple pleasures!]

[failgoyle]

It's a learning process.

[He watches Drizzt for a moment and decides to egg him on.]

Bet you can't get more than one side.

[naturaltwohands]

[Oh, it's on. Drizzt looks up to him then, smirking a bit.]

You mean to make more than one to be a single color?

[failgoyle]

Yeah, that's when it's solved. Each side is a single color. Bet you can't do it.

[He's really more teasing than anything with that bet.]

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt's lavender eyes light up. He's accepting the challenge!]

It may take me a while to understand such a puzzle. Are you certain that you wish to send me on my way so quickly?

[failgoyle]

What, did I say you had to leave and do it? Go on and give it a try here.

[naturaltwohands]

[A chuckle.]

Now? But I am not certain I can both work on this and keep a conversation going.

[failgoyle]

[Jules shrugs.]

You can still hang out.

[naturaltwohands]

'Hang out'? You mean spend time near each other for the sake of being near?

[He's done that before with his friends back on Toril. Quite often, truthfully. Sometimes words simply got in the way of existing. For a moment, his chest aches, as he misses them terribly.]

[failgoyle]

Yeah, pretty much. I can work on my side project in the meantime!

[He's pulling a laptop out of his Hammerspace now.]

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt looks up and furrows his brow in confusion. He wishes to ask about it, but he also doesn't want to disturb Jules. So for a few minutes, he goes quiet as he works on the puzzle.

Then, being a nerd, he can't help but ask.]

... What is that?

[failgoyle]

It's my laptop! I'm working on programming something so I can get the robot arm I came back from space with to do...I dunno, pull itself around and maybe grab stuff...

[Technology! It's great. Even if he just gave a horrible description of it.]

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt's face just screws up entirely in confusion, perhaps a bit of growing horror, and he doesn't know what question to ask first. So he goes with the one that's obviously disturbing.]

... Why did you cut off and steal a robot's arm?

[failgoyle]

I didn't steal it!

See, in the Jaunt, my infiltration had a prosthetic arm, and I...kind of came back with his robot arm sitting there in my lap.

It's okay though! He kind of needed a new one anyway; this one kept popping loose every time he freaked out.

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt's face just goes to one of utmost confusion. At least the horror is gone?]

Your Infiltration had the arm of another species in place of his own?

[Drizzt knows that robots exist but doesn't understand how they work yet.]

[failgoyle]

No, he just had a mechanical one made to replace the one he'd lost.

[Jules is confused because what is the confusion here?]

I am amused on now this thread is basically Drizzt being confused about modern/future stuff to Jules

[naturaltwohands]

How exactly does one replace their arm?

It's great

[failgoyle]

Oh, you just...well, in that Jaunt, they'd just build a new one. Like out of fiberglass and metal and little motors and circuits and stuff.

[He withdraws the arm in question from his Hammerspace and makes a waving motion with it.]

It is. And I also forgot horrified.

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt gives Jules a look of faint horror. He's chopped off arms before, but he's never waved them around so casually.]

But it is still an arm, if even replaceable.

[failgoyle]

It's just a construct of an arm, really...