[Anna looks around with muscles that are still synchronized, as though it's going to help in the slightest. the glass eye, predictably, doesn't move, since it hasn't really been attached to anything and it's just kind of being. held in there. but it doesn't feel profoundly uncomfortable.]
Right enough? It's an eye. They're probably all the same size. I'm not an anime character or anything.
[she reaches for the eyepatch again, but she's taking her time putting it back on; it's hanging in her hand. the kintsugi-style lines catch her good eye, and she really can't deny that it looks pretty fucking sick. not as sick as having two eyes, but this is a good replacement.]
If I leave it in forever, that might not be the worst thing in the world. Unless I do decide to switch to the other ones. For style, or whatever.
Haha. You might be surprised. Transverse diameter, axial diameter, sagittal diameter. Overall orbital volume. Quirks. On the other hand. You're not wrong. There's a pretty narrow range of sizes and shapes. Regardless of other demographic characteristics. Even what we consider to be the full range of human eye colors is all varying densities of the exact same pigment. Compared to things like height, body habitus, hair texture, craniofacial structure, and elastic tissues-- Eyes don't really change. A great equalizer. Who would've thought.
If you want to take it back out and don't want to make yourself do it, give me a call. If I don't answer, call my boyfriend. He has a key to my place. If he doesn't answer, I guess call the fire department.
[ violet won't push anna to open the two remaining eggs, but for the record, the "eyes" they contain are as follows: one resembles a terrarium, with tiny, multicolored faux succulents on a bed of white sand. the other comes the closest to looking like the classic type of eyeball, but the blue iris is the wings of a tiny butterfly, and the pupil is its minuscule black body; the "sclera" is an opaque backing of the palest gray. the butterfly died of natural causes, though you can't exactly tell by looking. ]
[and Anna blinks again, and it's not a fluid motion but it is with both her eyes, at least.]
Yeah. Hey, Vi? Thank you. Like, for real. [she's not about to grow emotions now, in a public bathroom a few days after a brain stole her eye, but she can be grateful, at least.] You ever need anything that you think I'd be good for, I owe you one.
[she knows that she has no idea what she's promising. but she might as well promise it anyway.]
[this is awkward. but she's had worse conversations with worse people, and honestly, she's pretty chill with Vi right now.]
You ever wanna come over just to hang out or whatever, let me know. You can probably come up with some pretty interesting shit to do since I can't get wasted anymore.
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Right enough? It's an eye. They're probably all the same size. I'm not an anime character or anything.
[she reaches for the eyepatch again, but she's taking her time putting it back on; it's hanging in her hand. the kintsugi-style lines catch her good eye, and she really can't deny that it looks pretty fucking sick. not as sick as having two eyes, but this is a good replacement.]
If I leave it in forever, that might not be the worst thing in the world. Unless I do decide to switch to the other ones. For style, or whatever.
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You might be surprised.
Transverse diameter, axial diameter, sagittal diameter. Overall orbital volume. Quirks.
On the other hand. You're not wrong.
There's a pretty narrow range of sizes and shapes. Regardless of other demographic characteristics.
Even what we consider to be the full range of human eye colors is all varying densities of the exact same pigment.
Compared to things like height, body habitus, hair texture, craniofacial structure, and elastic tissues--
Eyes don't really change. A great equalizer.
Who would've thought.
If you want to take it back out and don't want to make yourself do it, give me a call.
If I don't answer, call my boyfriend. He has a key to my place.
If he doesn't answer, I guess call the fire department.
[ violet won't push anna to open the two remaining eggs, but for the record, the "eyes" they contain are as follows: one resembles a terrarium, with tiny, multicolored faux succulents on a bed of white sand. the other comes the closest to looking like the classic type of eyeball, but the blue iris is the wings of a tiny butterfly, and the pupil is its minuscule black body; the "sclera" is an opaque backing of the palest gray. the butterfly died of natural causes, though you can't exactly tell by looking. ]
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Yeah. Hey, Vi? Thank you. Like, for real. [she's not about to grow emotions now, in a public bathroom a few days after a brain stole her eye, but she can be grateful, at least.] You ever need anything that you think I'd be good for, I owe you one.
[she knows that she has no idea what she's promising. but she might as well promise it anyway.]
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I'll keep it in mind.
[ she'll have forgotten by the time she gets home. ]
Sorry you needed it. But they were fun to make. Thanks for letting me.
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[this is awkward. but she's had worse conversations with worse people, and honestly, she's pretty chill with Vi right now.]
You ever wanna come over just to hang out or whatever, let me know. You can probably come up with some pretty interesting shit to do since I can't get wasted anymore.