#i don't remember how i tag your fic jay i'm sorry it's probably inconsistent as fuck
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heheheheheh. it has been *chekcs watch* at least a week??? my excuse is. i have none
on with the comments!!
"You are not my child, and I am not your parent" *hamilton voice* CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME
no fr tho i want more lore on calypso's relationship with her mother. and also the various people in her life who have contributed to her sadness. what's going on with you girl
"once I have run out of recordings, we are done" NOOOOO FRANNIE GIRLIE I NEED YOU PLS DON'T LEAVE
"My comms broke. I am trying to save creds for a new one." calypso starr wet cat big if true
"Old-Timers" what's this?? the council of junos??? /j
"BAIRD BREAKS INTO A BRIEF COUGHING FIT" baird sweetie what is up with your lungs. is there a way to fix it
"You aren't my parent. But I'm glad you're here" IF ONLY CALYPSO COULD GET TO THIS POINT WITH FRANNIE
"the Brat threw a rock at her" RAAAAAAH YOU THROW ROCK?? YOU THROW ROCK AT TALIA???? FUCK ON OUT OF HERE BRAT HOW DARE YOU
"Just because they apologized to her does not mean she owes them acceptance. And it doesn’t mean she has to tolerate them" iris spitting straight facts
"The manuals Hanataba left behind are hefty" ooooo hanataba lore. jay you are giving the people what they want. tpp s5 feels so rushed they've left loose ends that i really wanted to revisit, mainly brahma and hanataba, which i now get thanks to you, absolute godsend that you are <333
"Hank takes care of Talia and Mischa" MISCHA BACHINSKI MENTION SKIN IS WATERED CROPS ARE CLEARED
"I promise, I’m not going to die" baird. baird. i am taking you by the shoulders and staring intently into your eyes. don't fucking die
"Of course! Me and the rest of the galaxy are dying to know" FUCK YEAH BAIRD PICKIGN UP HIS MOTHER'S HABIT FOR DOCUMENTING THE EVENTS IN HIS LIFE AND THE EVENTS WHICH MIGHT IMPACT THE FUTURE SO THAT PEOPLE WILL KNOW THEY EXISTED SO THEY WON'T BE FORGOTTEN SO THEIR MEMORY WILL LIVE ON AND NEW KINSHASA WILL NEVER ERASE THEM *ahem* ok i'm normal about this now
when you said regis my first thought was "you mean nureyev's dog????"
"desperate people will do anything to save themselves or the ones they love" *sighs* yeah. yeah.
"I was young, dumb, and way in over my head" petition for every person to have the right to be young, dumb, and way in over their heads at some point in their lives
"We look back only to ensure we have not walked this path before." jay i don't remember the last time my breath genuinely caught in my chest in such a soft, fond way. how does baird know that sentence. where did he learn it. where did jet learn it. do you think nureyev heard it from jet, and he thought of brahma??? do you think he had his doubts about working with the aurinkos, but then he heard that line, and it reminded him of home????
"Charlie would want you to" ah, yes, the familiar feeling of "this character is over their own trauma but i'm not over this character's trauma." iris and baird may be able to talk about charlie normally. meanwhile i'm sitting over here with my heart seizing in my chest at the mere mention of his name
"Conversations usually start with a greeting. Maybe start there" hehehe characters can be a lil sassy. as a treat.
"So long as I’m around, I won’t let you fight battles on your own" they better not fucking lose each other
calypsooooo girlieeee "For a life that “is not all that interesting” it sounds pretty damn interesting" that literally sounds like you. spill the tea. what's going on in your brain
"The Galactic Civil War was still happening at the time of Peter Nureyev’s Revolutionary Stunt" i forgot about this. oh my god. i forgot those two things were happening at the same time. way to make nureyev's childhood Extra awful
"They served cake and brownies at school that day. I took mine home to share with my mom, but she threw them away without ever telling me why" serving cake and brownies to kids because the war ended and they won kinda. sucks. like. teaching kids that war is ok and winning it is a cause for celebration. disregarding the consequences for those who lost. also was calypso's mum originally outer rim??? or did she just oppose war in general?????
"Two years, not talking to Talia" what if i fucking cried
"I want to bash my head into the wall" girl no
"They’re parent enough to him without the title" ahem. ahEM *looks pointedly between frannie and calypso*
"I do not owe Frannie an apology. And likewise, I do not expect one from her. Even if I did I will not receive it" hm. well. that's. definitive
"FOLLOW UP: How old is Iris?" can we do some maths from the recording where iris first says they want baird to live past 40?? is iris 40-ish in that recording??? surely eevee and cyrus are like around their age
"Iris knew Eve and Cyrus before Baird was born" were they fremds??
"at least one person believes he built the Hanataba Clinic" i love the rogue little rumours that float around occasionally in these recordings. something about it feels so human to me
WAAAAAAAAAAAA. jay. i'm loving the baird and iris dynamic so much. and i am ADORING the little snippets of calypso we're getting in between, like jarchivist post-statement comments style. i'm torn between wanting to know more about her and wanting to see more of what baird and iris manage to build on brahma. i also wanna know if calypso contacts rita again hehehe
screaming crying throwing up this would be such a good podfic but i only have one voice and also need to go to bed—
Our Angel of Brahma, pt. xii
No thoughts, head empty. I need a nap. @ananxiousgenz @ceaseless-watchers-special-girl @the-private-eye @demonic-panini CW for: assault of disabled character (mentioned)
Ms. Starr,
I wanted to apologize for the way I treated you per our last discussion. You are right. You are not my child, and I am not your parent. Thank you for correcting me.
In regards to helping you restore the comms: I will continue to help you, but once I have run out of recordings, we are done. I look forward to the article you will be writing but do not wish to associate with you any further.
In regards to our last conversation: I am unable to reach you through your comms. Every time I call or message you I receive an error message. If you have blocked me, I ask that you unblock me to make necessary communication between us easier. If something else has happened to your comms, please let me know so I know to only communicate with you through emails.
Best Wishes, Frannie.
Dear Frannie,
My comms broke. I am trying to save creds for a new one. Please email me.
-Calypso Starr
SOUND: COMMS BEEPS. RECORDING BEGINS. IRIS: Go on! Say it again! BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): (PROUDLY) This week on Brahma: after trying for nearly two years to prove the Rats are trustworthy enough, the Old-Timers have finally come around! IRIS: More than that! I have supplies for the clinic again! BAIRD: We’re doing it! We’re doing it Iris!! SOUND: JUMPING AND FABRIC RUSTLING. BAIRD BREAKS INTO A BRIEF COUGHING FIT. IRIS(?) POUNDS THEIR BACK BEFORE LETTING OUT A SURPRISED YELP. IRIS: Oh! Oh! …Baird? BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): (RASPING) Shut up and let me have this. SOUND: FABRIC RUSTLING. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): You aren't my parent. But I'm glad you're here. I'm glad– I'm glad that if there's anyone I got stuck with, it's you. IRIS: Oh… of course. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat for you. (A BEAT) And for whatever it's worth Baird, you've grown into a fine young man. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): (SNIFFLING) Thanks… SOUND: FABRIC RUSTLING. IRIS: This does mean you have to talk to Talia now about this. You want to include her in creating a messaging system and using the Brats, it’s up to you to pitch the final sale. And you know she won’t be happy. (BAIRD SNORTS) BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Yeah, well, Talia’s never happy anymore. IRIS: Baird– for fucks sake, the Brat threw a rock at her! I would be pissed too. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): It happened two years ago! He apologized! They all did. IRIS: Apology or not, she was still hurt by it. By them. Just because they apologized to her does not mean she owes them acceptance. And it doesn’t mean she has to tolerate them. Don't give me that look. You know I’m right and you just don’t want to admit it. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Fine, fine… who are you gonna pick to help run the clinic? IRIS: Whoever volunteers first, and if no one does, then I’ll take whatever I can get. It’s going to be a lot of information and reading that they’re going to have to digest. The manuals Hanataba left behind are hefty and it took me and Cyrus together to lift them on the tables. It’s going to take a long time before I’m comfortable leaving it to someone else to run. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): (SOFTLY) I understand. Really, I do. I’m not a little kid anymore. You have responsibilities to get back to finally. And if you gotta move back across town, that’s fine. I’ll be okay. (A BEAT) IRIS: Come with me. You won’t be in the way, there’s plenty of Pests to wrangle all over the streets, and we could still go to the meetings together– BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): I can’t though. Josie takes care of the twins and Hank, Hank takes care of Talia and Mischa, and you and I take care of everyone. If you go, I have to stay. IRIS: But– BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): You trust me and my decisions. You trust my judgment. I’ve grown into a fine man. IRIS: Young man, a fine young man. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): (A HINT OF A SMILE IN HIS VOICE) Yeah exactly. You trust me, so trust me with this. Trust yourself. If you go, I promise, I’m not going to die. IRIS: You better not, you still have another eleven years to go. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): So you’ll move? You’ll go? IRIS: I’ll– I’ll need to think about it. But it’s not a no. (BAIRD HUMS) BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): How’d you and my dad even get involved in the Hanataba Clinic in the first place? IRIS: It’s kind of a long story. Put a pin in it for now and wait until we’re home, debriefed with the others, and had dinner, alright? BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Fine. IRIS: I know you don’t see the harm in it, but the streets have ears. It’s dangerous out here. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): I know, I know… SOUND: COMMS BEEPS. RECORDING ENDS.
SOUND: COMMS BEEPS AGAIN. NEXT RECORDING BEGINS. IRIS: Really? You’re going to record me? BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Of course! Me and the rest of the galaxy are dying to know: how did Iris Desrosiers come to work at a Hanataba Clinic? Why choose to work full-time in a Hanataba Clinic, when you don’t get paid for it? (IRIS LAUGHS) IRIS: It’s not all that interesting. I needed a home after dropping out of university. I met Eve and Cyrus, and Cyrus introduced me to the clinician at the time, Mister Regis. Regis put me to the test, I passed, he passed away, and someone had to take over. The Revolutionaries were far and few apart. There was no organization back then. When Regis died, some people wanted to tear apart the Clinic. Strip down it down to its bones leaving nothing but the floorboards. In times of need, desperate people will do anything to save themselves or the ones they love. Including demolishing Hanataba’s Gift. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): But the clinic is still standing. (VERY HOPEFUL) You convinced them otherwise. IRIS: I wish I could say that I did, but I didn’t. Your parents moved across town when Eve got her job as a Dome Warden. Cyrus kept coming back to help me fend people off from robbing the clinic. I was young, dumb, and way in over my head. Cyrus could hardly read the books so I spent a lot of time reading out loud to him. Whenever someone got hurt, Cyrus would take them to me after doing an initial patch job. With a few years, I became part of the community. I established myself as a well versed caretaker. As someone who could be trusted to operate Hanataba’s Clinic. The thieving stopped. I was welcomed in the local Revolutionaries and, in turn after Cyrus did too much begging, they welcomed him too. (SHORT PAUSE) I’m sorry Baird. My work at the Hanataba Clinic gave me a place to stay. It gave me a community that looked out for me and became my family. And I ended up stealing Cyrus away from you and Eve. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): You know I don’t hold that against you anymore, right? IRIS: I know. But– BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Save it. We look back only to ensure we have not walked this path before. Not to bash one another over the head with our grievances. So stop your pity party. (SHORT PAUSE INTERUPTTED BY IRIS SNORTING AND BREAKING INTO LAUGHTER) Don’t laugh at me! IRIS: I’m not laughing at you! I promise. I’m just thinking… how dumb I was to ever treat you like a child. I’ll take what you said to heart but you ought to do me a favor and take your own advice. Charlie would want you to at least. And I bet if you started talking again to Talia she would too. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Ugh, don’t remind me about that. I don’t even know where to begin with her. IRIS: Conversations usually start with a greeting. Maybe start there. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): And what do I do about Hank? IRIS: Leave him to me. We all wants best for each other. Josie and I can make him come around. BAIRD (REVOLUTIONARY): Thanks, Iris… Thank you. IRIS: Of course, Baird. So long as I’m around, I won’t let you fight battles on your own. SOUND: COMMS BEEPS. RECORDING ENDS.
Iris talk a lot about themself. For a life that “is not all that interesting” it sounds pretty damn interesting.
The Galactic Civil War was still happening at the time of Peter Nureyev’s Revolutionary Stunt. Baird was 12 when that happened. I remember when the War ended, I was 13. They served cake and brownies at school that day. I took mine home to share with my mom, but she threw them away without ever telling me why. I think I know why you did that now.
“Another eleven years to go” referring to Iris promising to get Baird to see past 40 (“Iris”)
FOLLOW UP: This puts Baird at about 29?
“Decade”/”The Rats” at 27
Two years, not talking to Talia
“Hanataba” would put him at 29.
??????? I want to bash my head into the wall.
Baird and Talia stopped talking. At least some point in the last two years between this recording and the one prior (“The Rats”).
Baird doesn’t call Iris his parent. I don’t think he needs to though. They’re parent enough to him without the title.
“Conversations start with hello” / “Conversations start with a greeting” .... I do not owe Frannie an apology. And likewise, I do not expect one from her. Even if I did I will not receive it.
Questions:
How old was Baird when the Galactic War/Solar Intervention ended?
FOLLOW UP: How old is Iris? Eve and Cyrus?
Iris knew Eve and Cyrus before Baird was born, what’s the story behind that?
Did Talia stop talking to Baird because he wanted to involve the Rats in the Revolution, even though they hurt her and Mischa?
Baird mentioned in the first recording "at least one person believes he built the Hanataba Clinic", where did this rumor come from? Perhaps the Rat that Iris ends up training?
#there was a whole tangent i started going into while writing this part#but i stopped myself from going any further and cut it out. BUT!! it will see the light of day in the future!!#OH??? OH??????? I WILL LOOK OUT FOR THIS#our angel of brahma#i don't remember how i tag your fic jay i'm sorry it's probably inconsistent as fuck
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