Someone wrote in [community profile] radchmeme 2017-01-05 07:50 am (UTC)

Re: Seivarden/Mercy of Kalr: biomech body

(OP) This is so much fun.

"This," Ship said after chewing for a very long time, "is terrible. -No, Lieutenant, I didn't say I wasn't going to eat it." It took another bite, apparently totally focused on experiencing magenta-flavor to its fullest extent.

Aww, Ship. Zeiat would understand, I'm sure.

"As you like, Ship-" Seivarden had to admit it was awful in an interesting way, "but there are plenty of sensations which *aren't* terrible, if you'd like to try some of them instead?"

NICE FLIRTING, LIEUTENANT SMOOTH.

she had developed a protective ability to zone out when people started talking about genetic encoding by now

Stand back, Seivarden, they're going to try science!

"I ought to have requisitioned better clothes," Ship said thoughtfully. "It hardly reflects well on my crew for my senior lieutenant to be seen with a citizen wearing the station free-issue."

That's right, Mercy of Kalr doesn't know what Seivarden had to wear before Breq bought her new clothes, does it? I like the parallel.

I love how tactile Ship is all through this, and how on the one hand obviously it's trying out senses in a new body and is touch-starved and kind of accustomed to Seivarden as a surrogate body, and on the other hand this is totally a date.

"It was very thoughtful of you to bring me here, Lieutenant," Ship said as though she wasn't speaking, "I appreciated it very much, and," now leaning forward and speaking directly into Seivarden's ear, "when the Fleet Captain returns, she can take us both out to buy clothes."

My fave line so far. There is something so sweet about the image of Breq buying clothes for her lieutenant and her ship-who-could-be-a-captain.

Kalr Four said "Oh, Amaat's grace, fuck this," and went for the tackle-hug.

And my heart just grew three sizes.

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