Jean Descole (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
scientificflair) wrote2012-12-08 12:39 pm
scientificflair) wrote2012-12-08 12:39 pm
007. [Audio/also a couple of other things.]
[AUDIO]
[More violin music over Descole's feed today; it's an incredibly simplified version of Song of the Stars - although really, someone ought to teach him the Jeopardy theme, considering how much that instrument gets whipped out when he's feeling like bombarding the network with both the fact that he can't hold all his feels, and he has something best described as "pseudo-philosophical what" to say.
As before, he plays for a while before the melody fades and shifts into something long and drawn-out, idling while he speaks; the sound is quieter, as though the violin has been directed away from the 'Gear a bit.]
There's a famous thought experiment that poses the following:
Imagine yourself standing outside a large field; you see, in the distance, what looks to you to be a specific animal - for simplicity's sake, let's say a bull. You then form the belief that there is a bull in the field. And you are correct - there is, indeed, a bull in the field. However, the bull is lying down behind a hill, just outside your line of vision; you can't see it from your current position. Moreover, what you actually saw was a tarp that had gotten tangled over a bush; from outside the field, it looked like a bull, but actually wasn't anything of the sort.
Again, you were factually correct, and you had a well-justified true belief that there was a bull in the field. However, can you really say you knew?
[He pauses for a moment, continuing to play quietly while he thinks.]
And if you were to find yourself in such a situation - where a belief is true and well-justified, and yet the proof of it being true isn't where you believe it is - would you say that your belief was any less valid?
[And with that, the feed cuts off.]
[PRIVATE TEXT TO FLUTTERSHY]
Miss Fluttershy,
I have something to ask you, should it not be an inconvenience.
[PRIVATE TEXT TO COLONEL ARCHER]
There's something that we need to discuss.
Now.
[More violin music over Descole's feed today; it's an incredibly simplified version of Song of the Stars - although really, someone ought to teach him the Jeopardy theme, considering how much that instrument gets whipped out when he's feeling like bombarding the network with both the fact that he can't hold all his feels, and he has something best described as "pseudo-philosophical what" to say.
As before, he plays for a while before the melody fades and shifts into something long and drawn-out, idling while he speaks; the sound is quieter, as though the violin has been directed away from the 'Gear a bit.]
There's a famous thought experiment that poses the following:
Imagine yourself standing outside a large field; you see, in the distance, what looks to you to be a specific animal - for simplicity's sake, let's say a bull. You then form the belief that there is a bull in the field. And you are correct - there is, indeed, a bull in the field. However, the bull is lying down behind a hill, just outside your line of vision; you can't see it from your current position. Moreover, what you actually saw was a tarp that had gotten tangled over a bush; from outside the field, it looked like a bull, but actually wasn't anything of the sort.
Again, you were factually correct, and you had a well-justified true belief that there was a bull in the field. However, can you really say you knew?
[He pauses for a moment, continuing to play quietly while he thinks.]
And if you were to find yourself in such a situation - where a belief is true and well-justified, and yet the proof of it being true isn't where you believe it is - would you say that your belief was any less valid?
[And with that, the feed cuts off.]
[PRIVATE TEXT TO FLUTTERSHY]
Miss Fluttershy,
I have something to ask you, should it not be an inconvenience.
[PRIVATE TEXT TO COLONEL ARCHER]
There's something that we need to discuss.
Now.
[audio]
...it's nothing you need to be worried about. Some difficulties with work, I suppose you could say.
[.......]
Have you been all right?
[audio]
[[....difficulties with....work....]]
...I hope things haven't been...too hard for you. Especially with....well, you know who I mean.
[[If Archer has been mean to you so help her he's going right into the Lake of Rage!!]]
[locked audio from here on if that is fine]
Things have been manageable, as far as he goes. Still insufferable, but I suspect that's just the way things are going to be.
Now what's this about the invitation?
[of course~!]
[[Have a small giggle, before-]]
Ah, right; I'm going to the Lake of Rage with Mr Kimblee and Isaac for a few days. They wanted it to be a week but Mr Kimblee insisted on bringing Archer, and since I'd rather not spend an entire week fighting down the urge to hurl him in the lake, I was.....well I was wondering if I could come and visit you instead, you know, take you up on that offer.
[[As she speaks, Emmy plays with the cover of her bed, running the material through her fingers and shifting slightly on the mattress.]]
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this is really awkward
who turned up the awkward in here because this is really awkward
He's able to keep it out of his voice, however; it's far easier to do this without having to worry about what he should be looking at.]
I would like that, actually.
Not going to make me write another horrid letter of invitation, then?
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[[yep, this is awkward
...but it's
k-kinda nice awkward
like the kind of awkward that comes with butterflies
or something]]
But as long as you allow me to make the tea, I might be able to give you a pass. Just this once.
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Emmy, if anything I'd say that's doing me several favors - if you expect to flatten my pride with the prospect of not drinking the tea-making equivalent of dishwater for a few days, then by all means, continue trying to stomp on it.
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Since you're being such a gentleman by giving me an escape route, I may be convinced to be your official tea-maker for the entire time I'm there. Shall I bring some lemons?
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[His tone is light, however; this is...surprisingly pleasant, good lord.]
And don't mention the escape route; I can't say that I blame you for wanting one. Although this...Isaac individual seems decent enough; I spoke to him for a short time outside the tournament, actually.
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[[and yes this is
...this is weirdly pleasant
she is enjoying this]]
Oh, you spoke to Isaac? Isn't he lovely?
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[...how do you say this nicely...]
...simple, I suppose.
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[[....Descole that's
well it's
...he's really nice okay]]
He does mean well, I promise! He's....just not the sharpest tool in the shed!
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[and he really doesn't doubt that Isaac means well, he's just
he's
...he's kind of like an energetic but particularly large-headed puppy, it's sort of endearingly sweet sometimes but you know something's wrong with it]
At any rate, I believe this is the individual that Kimblee is seeing? They seem rather different to one another.
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[[....look she doesn't comment on it, okay, they seem happy with one another so who cares tbh!!]]
But they've been together for...wow, over six months now, I believe, so they obviously must get along rather well! If I leave early to see you it'll give them some time to be a couple on Christmas, anyway.
[[Archer who]]
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...right.
[So many images.]
At any rate, I look forward to having you, then; there may be one of my coworkers around from time to time, but I can always give him some sort of assignment - he's rather easily kept busy.