...now I know my ABCs...

[bythewhiteelm]

Who: Adora Cain and Aeryn Sun
When: not long after Aeryn met Jack
Where: Room 109
What: Aeryn wants to learn more of the "hoo-man" language, so that she can talk to the others

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[radiant_aeryn]

She was frustrated at not being able to speak to people. She felt like a child while talking to Jack. She only knew so many words, and their tenses were out of her element. Just as she was right now. She imagined though, this was a little bit how John felt when he first came aboard Moya. But at least he had translator microbes.

She liked Adora's idea and followed her example. She looked at the items on the dresser and in the drawer. She pointed to her locket and looked at Adora expectantly.

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora smiled as Aeryn pointed to the locket. Reaching toward it, awkwardly, Adora straightened it out, then pointed to the locket. "This is a locket." She waited for Aeryn to repeat the word, before continuing. "This," she said, tracing the chain with her finger, "is a chain." Pointing to both parts, she added: "And the whole thing, is a necklace."

[radiant_aeryn]

"Lock-et" Aeryn repeated. "locket" Once Adora said 'chain', Aeryn repeated that as well. "Neck-lace. Why tu-wo word?"

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora smiled, as Aeryn's question was a good one. "I really don't know," she admitted. "I think, though, it's because both parts make the one." Adora covered the locket with her hand and nodded. "Just the chain, is a necklace. It laces your neck. It doesn't even have to be a chain," she smiled.

Shifting her hand, Adora covered the chain, so that just the locket was visible. "The locket, is just a locket. It opens," she nodded, "so that you can put something inside. Something important, like the picture of a loved one." Aeryn had shown her the picture of John, who was a handsome man. Pulling her hand away, Adora pressed her hand to her chest. "So that you can lock it up," she smiled, hoping Aeryn caught the meaning of the word, "and keep it close to your heart." Lifting her hand, Adora traced a line up to her neck

[radiant_aeryn]

Aeryn nodded and held her locket. "Necklace." She pointed to the ring that Adora had mentioned. "You k - keep close to he-art?" She observed. "What?" she asked as she pointed to the ring. It was clearly special to Adora, give the way she spoke of it.

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora looked away from the ring and then back, as Aeryn pointed to it. "The ring?" She let out a nervous smile and reached for the small golden band. Holding it up for Aeryn to see, Adora smiled. "Ring. It goes on your finger."

[radiant_aeryn]

"Put chain through, also?" She smiled. "Ring. Fin-ger." She wiggled her own finger. "Regnif" she said in her own language. "My language." She traced the gold band and asked, "mean?"

(ooc: As Claudia mentioned that she came up with the Sebacean language.. and that since they are technically a genetically altered offshoot of humans from centuries prior, she surmised that their language would the english. Backwards. And she was able to replicate that, thanks to a trick she can do with her tongue, without any digital help. So, I am doing the same, by spelling the words backwards to delineate her language))

[bythewhiteelm]

"You could, yes," Adora smiled. She smiled again, as Aeryn sounded the word out, then she repeated it. "Reg.. niff... I like it." Asking what the ring meant was a little harder for Adora, as the emotion came out of nowhere. "It means, um.. forever." Adora glanced away, her thumb absent-mindedly rubbing the side of her ring finger, where the ring used to sit. "Never-ending... It's my wedding ring." It took a moment, but she looked at Aeryn again.

"My husband gave it to me... the day were were married."

[radiant_aeryn]

Aeryn returned her sad smile. "I would mar-ry John." She drifted a sad finger over the locket. "He ... gone." Well, not really, but it felt like it. Having the John she loved die in her arms, hurt like hezmana, but the other john was still there. She just couldn't see him as her John. Yet. "Your huz-band, name?" She gave Adora's hand a gentle squeeze.

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora smiled at the contact and looked up. "Wyatt." Nodding toward the nightstand, she added: "He made the horse." The carved horse was still sitting in the nightstand, next to lamp, following their first meeting.

[radiant_aeryn]

Aeryn smiled. Now she understood just why the horse was so special to Adora. "He good man." She found something else to look at, so they could change the melancholy subject. She pointed to the mirror, "that? Rorrim." Aeryn said in her language. "You say?"

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora gave Aeryn a warm smile and nodded. "A very good man." She wouldn't say it, be Adora was glad for the change of subject. Wyatt had come up far too many times since she'd arrived, and dealing with that was becoming difficult.

She looked at the mirror and pointed herself, to verify that was what Aeryn had pointed to. "Roar-im?" she nodded. "Mirror," she said slowly a moment later, and her brow furrowed the moment after that. Holding up a finger, Adora turned to face the dresser and mirror and traced out the word, right to left.

Looking at Aeryn, Adora practically beamed. "It's the same word."

[radiant_aeryn]

"Same word?" Aeryn asked puzzled. She didn't quite understand what Adora meant. She sounded out, "meer-or" Then she said the word again in her own language. "Rorrim." It didn't sound the same to her. She traced out the letters, well, in her writing in how to spell rorrim. "Is same?" She pointed, "you different," she mimiced writing.

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora turned at looked at the bedroom. "I need something to write with...." She moved over to the nightstand and opened the drawer, then closed it. The desk, in the other room. Adora moved quickly around Aeryn, and aimed for the drawer on the desk. When there was still no pencil, she looked at the bathroom door.

"Come with me," she told Aeryn, then moved into the bathroom.

Flipping the light on, Adora opened the drawers, hoping that there would be something she could use. Finding nothing, Adora leaned against the counter and let out a heavy sigh. Her breath fogged the mirror slightly and her eyebrow shot up. Shifting, Adora worked herself up, onto the countertop, and she started breathing on the glass.

She probably looked completely ridiculous, too.

On the right side, she scribbled 'mirror' then, on the left, wrote it backwards. Leaning back slightly, so that Aeryn could see, Adora pointed to Aeryn's version. "Rorrim," then hers, "Mirror." Reaching up with both hands, she pointed to each letter, in succession, from the middle out.

[radiant_aeryn]

Aeryn watched with interest as Adora moved around the room clearly searching for something. Then she moved to the mirror and breathed on it to purposefully fog it up. Once she started writing on it, Aeryn understood what she was doing. Aeryn repeated. "M..I..R..R..O..R" As Adora did. She recognized the English letters as John had written.

Once the writing had faded, Aeryn breathed on the mirror and then wrote it in the characters of her language. She pointed to each character and sounded out the word. She found it interesting that in english it was the same, only backwards.

[bythewhiteelm]

Adora watched Aeryn draw the fluid lines in awe. Whatever Aeryn's language was, it was beautifully-written.

Working herself off the counter, Adora looked at Aeryn and nodded. "We need to find paper. Lots of paper."