[ so she's from way back. like way, way back. thousands and thousands of years from where juno's perspective is sitting, and as she describes it, juno can only imagine it through faintly paging along history texts in some of his early investigations. it's his job, after all, to know a whole lot about a whole lot, and history tends to lend itself to his work pretty well. she describes it in a way that emits a great fondness for it, but she seems to speak about everything kind of fondly, the way a mother might speak about her children if the entire world could be just that.
huh.
as she tugs on his sleeve gently with her teeth, an excitement to her as they walk, he pauses on a fairly unpopulated side of the path they've been walking. he half wants to get a good look at this part of the city and half just really wants to sink his fingers into her fur.
there's a lot on his mind, and it's quietly heavy as he crouches down and gives her a rub with both hands carefully. practiced. martian rabbits like a good rub down as much as any animal, clever and hungry as they are. ]
Hyperion's kind of like this, but a little more neon I guess. Uh. [ he pauses ] Real bright lights, in any color you can possibly imagine. Sometimes you can't even tell the sun's gone down or if the moons have gone up because there're so many of em. Blue, green, purple, pink. The city's pretty dense, like this - all types of people, everyone just trying to make a living out of nothing.
[ he lingers a little more in his rubbing. ] Huge buildings that go up into the sky lining the streets. You wonder how there's any space left, which I guess is why people went and made travel so easy between places. Ships to go from planet to planet... that kinda thing. [ a note in his voice holds back a little ] No place in the galaxy like it.
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huh.
as she tugs on his sleeve gently with her teeth, an excitement to her as they walk, he pauses on a fairly unpopulated side of the path they've been walking. he half wants to get a good look at this part of the city and half just really wants to sink his fingers into her fur.
there's a lot on his mind, and it's quietly heavy as he crouches down and gives her a rub with both hands carefully. practiced. martian rabbits like a good rub down as much as any animal, clever and hungry as they are. ]
Hyperion's kind of like this, but a little more neon I guess. Uh. [ he pauses ] Real bright lights, in any color you can possibly imagine. Sometimes you can't even tell the sun's gone down or if the moons have gone up because there're so many of em. Blue, green, purple, pink. The city's pretty dense, like this - all types of people, everyone just trying to make a living out of nothing.
[ he lingers a little more in his rubbing. ] Huge buildings that go up into the sky lining the streets. You wonder how there's any space left, which I guess is why people went and made travel so easy between places. Ships to go from planet to planet... that kinda thing. [ a note in his voice holds back a little ] No place in the galaxy like it.