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Egon Spengler ([personal profile] pkemeter) wrote2018-12-24 02:49 pm
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"You have reached Dr. Egon Spengler. Please leave a message, preferably fifty words or less."
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[personal profile] unabates 2019-03-21 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ jolene gives a little "vee!" of excitement, bouncing on jack's leg. jack has to put a hand on her to get her to settle down. ]

What are you two going on about?

[ jolene gives a little trill, curling her tendrils around her eyes until they look like glasses. when jack just gives her a confused look, she looks around and hops down, coming back with a piece of paper and a pen.

she writes something down, tongue sticking out, and then shows it to jack.

it says syntiss.

thankfully that's enough for jack to squint at it and then look at egon. ]


Scientist?

[ jolene chirps again and then points all her tendrils at herself excitedly. ]

You want to be a scientist?
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[personal profile] unabates 2019-03-21 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ she is definitely trying as hard as she can!

jolene bounces back up into jack's lap, giving another couple excited veevees. jack chuckles. ]


If you're willing to let her help, then I'll let you know. She definitely needs to get her reading up a little more, but it'd be nice to offer her a goal.

Plus, you know. Four hands.

[ jolene chirps her thanks to faraday for managing to get jack's attention on this. ]
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[personal profile] unabates 2019-03-29 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I don't want to discourage anyone from trying to do their best.

[ in the background, crawling into view and maybe ever so slightly jealous? yeah, that's crybaby, her ears are flat.

jack raises a hand to pet jolene's ears. ]


I'll be interested to see what she does. Thanks, you two.
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[personal profile] unabates 2019-03-31 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ small cat? jack raises an eyebrow but looks behind him, and sees crybaby on the bed, ears back. ]

What are you up to? C'mere, Baby.

[ he calls her over. she perks up and hops down, leaping up on his shoulder. she rubs her head against his cheek, giving a Look to Jolene... who is utterly oblivious, making her own conversation with faraday. ]

I think she's fine without the science.