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[everythinglost]

"Huh, interesting. Oh, wait, no, that's dumb as fuck. You gave me shit about 'how could an alien effect your DNA' and now you're saying that actually family being picked up by an alien makes sense because of DNA stuff?"

[tinstar]

"Does the Admiral count as Alien or Magic?" It was all countered smoothly, easily and without so much as a blink at Fitz's criticism. "Us gettin'.. Summoned here, offered the deal is quite a bit different than havin' somethin' put in you. Goin' on some kind of faith that whatever happens when we overboard doesn't alter our genetic structure."

[everythinglost]

"Sorry, you're not making this any less embarrassing for yourself. Ready Freddie, as he probably wasn't called, was one of a number of twins picked up by an alien robot that did this all over. You were randomly selected out of countless universes, times and places. One of these is a lot less unlikely then the other."

[tinstar]

He couldn't help but grin crookedly at Fitz's jab.

"I don't think we're randomly selected. You're not a twin, are you?"

[everythinglost]

"Can you imagine? Luckily, that didn't run in the family."

[tinstar]

"You'd be the most delightfully unobjectionable scourge in the universe. So what do you think - bets on genetic alteration when we go overboard?"

[everythinglost]

"I'd say, definitely. The real question is whether they go away when we come back. Which I'd say... also probably yes. Though I suppose I haven't fully verified there's no dinosaur lurking around in my DNA."

[tinstar]

"Dinosaur DNA? Don't say that too loud, I don't want her gettin' ideas. The real question is, do you get anythin' fun outta it? Prehensile tail or somethin'?"

[everythinglost]

"I don't even know if I was the type of dinosaur with a prehensile tail. I don't even know if dinosaurs have those. They've never been a big interest of mine."

smudge smudge his previous comment bc I got the timeline a little widgey.

[tinstar]

"I'm sure one of 'em does. Considering how much weird shit has evolved over the years. Flint turned into somethin' about the size of a horse, if that makes ya feel any better. Feathers and all. Never cared much about Dinosaurs either, outside of the movie Jurassic Park, but anyone in my era is familiar with it."

His grin turned shit eating.

"No urge to go chasin' after the chickens to eat 'em raw, right?"

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[everythinglost]

"I think that was on Sam's list of films never to watch with a time traveler. Not sure if it was 'cause of pointing out what was wrong or the danger of ending up on a trip to the actual Jurassic world. I'm sure Flint made a lovely dinosaur."

In his most deadpan tone. He gives Raylan a look.

"Considering I was a herbivore, that would be all me. Reasonable response to forced vegetarian life."

[tinstar]

"What, that's not the fun of watchin' 'em, you tearin' them apart?" While he didn't take in movies often anymore, he did appreciate a good ribbing of a bad movie.

Raylan took the flat look with a somewhat bemused smirk.

"If you can hold those horses, I can promise that you're first in line for fried chicken once the flock is a little bigger. Sweeny might have an issue with me takin' a bird off the top, but it's my effort goin' into makein' sure they don't die, starve, or launch themselves off the side."

[everythinglost]

"Not for me." His world has expanded a lot, but Fitz still loves films the same way he always has: as an escape. He can have a lot of fun making fun of something bad, but he doesn't seek out bad movies by choice.

"Considering how stupid chickens are, you're doing a real vital service."

[tinstar]

"Huh." That was unexpected.

"I am, for everyone's stomach and the sheer amount of shit the produce. But the soil likes it and I can admit I'm startin' to get fond of the whole exercise. That tune might change once we get to slaughter." He was going to have to start thinking about that system. Buckets, they'd need buckets.

[everythinglost]

"You should put up a notice, I, for once, would like to stay very far away from the chicken massacre."

[tinstar]

He bobs his head. "Suppose that's a good point. Not everyone wants to see what's goin' over the side. Or the process. Still, it's the circle of life, you'll hit it sooner or later."

[everythinglost]

He raises an eyebrow. "When I turn into a chicken? I've seen plenty of dead bodies, don't think it did for how I lived. Made my life worse, maybe, but not really made me more in tune with the rhythms of existence or whatever the fuck you sound like right now."

[tinstar]

"Or get eaten by a giant one, considerin' where we just were. Just cause we're human doesn't mean we're not on it, especially in the wild. You really haven't been in touch with any land properly, have ya?"

[everythinglost]

"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about."

[tinstar]

Raylan narrowed his eyes, trying to decide if Fitz was fucking with him or not.

"Sure, why not," he starts with a breath and shift on his seat atop the standing washing machine, one boot idly thumping against the side. "Killin' something is how we survive. Bein' eaten is how we feed predators. I'm gonna kill those chickens because I want a good, fried meal. If I didn't, I starve. So I'm fine with the chicken's bein' some folks introductions to how food gets on their plates. Metaphorically speaking."

[everythinglost]

Fitz shakes his head.

"The problem with that is that you could say it's just a basic statement of facts but I've heard it at the roots of some awful ideologies, which makes it even harder to take."

[tinstar]

"Not I could say. It is, no matter what ideologies have twisted the idea into something that it ain't. We're back to social rules again. There's always exceptions, but we're talkin' about my stomach and chickens, there's nothin' more too it than that. Could use the crops instead of the bird, same idea. It's about respecting the effort it takes to survive. None of that.." His face scrunches up. "Racial Survival or Political survival, or whatever it is you're alludin' to."

[everythinglost]

"Neo-feudalism, actually, though it probably has elements of other ones. You say social rules, I say, by the same standards, you can't pretend experiences haven't happened. You can just disclose them. Though all that aside, I just think the whole idea that somehow seeing a chicken die so that you can eat it has any real value hard to take. I've seen where plenty of the food I eat has come from, and I remain firmly not in touch with the land."

[tinstar]

"I'm not denyin' anyone their experience or pretendin' shit. But I'm also not assumin' that everyone has seen it." It was said with a little gesture of his fingers and slight narrowing of his eyes.

"You know, this line of thought is startin' to make me wonder if you've ever really been hungry. Because it's got a hellva lotta value where I come from."

[everythinglost]

He sighs, leaning back. “Yes, I’ve really been hungry. Putting aside fun special occasions while traveling, I grew up without much money during rationing. I definitely prefer not to know where spam comes from.”