by Will Stanton » Tue Dec 01, 2020 5:03 am
"No, no, it's a good example," Will nodded. "And it's partially me being an ass there, too.
Look, Tereza and I are friends. Sam and I are friends. I don't know Vivienne as well, but our interactions have always been fine. We're all friends; there's no fault there. The fight...doesn't really count, because I was on both sides thereof, but I mean, like, in general.
Except I'm not a wolf. Right? They want me part of their pack, but...I've never really understood what that means. And they have a place with Sam, obviously -- they're both her girlfriends and her mythological aides. That's not me; not here. And when I've tried to find a place, it's...well, both Tereza and Viv have blanched, a couple times, at my suggestions, shall I say, and Sam was clearly not comfortable when my powers mutated. There's no mean-spiritedness coming from any of us, it's just...a puzzle that doesn't fit together, or hasn't been pieced together, or what have you.
It's the opposite problem with Miriam. It's a puzzle that fits together too well there, to the point where...my puzzle piece gets lost? I lost the thread of the metaphor somewhere in there; puzzles don't work that way. Erm... let's see, you're techy...
OK, Miriam's Chrome. We're in the right era for Google Chrome, right? She just gobbles up all the RAM, and then nothing runs anymore. The wolves are...internet explorer. It still will get the job done, it's just...slow and not everything you want to do will work properly.
And I'm Flash, I guess, because I'm very rapidly going out of style."
Will took a deep breath, his face turning a faint shade of crimson. "Look, Natalie, I'm really sorry; I really did come down here to check on how you were doing, not to dump on you. We've all got our own problems."