[ by the time she can reach for her communicator, she's already gotten pings from both charles and arya. arya's is the one she answers first, though. ]
I'm on it. [ and thanks for keeping her in mind. not that she's going to say that, of course. ]
( her face might not be recognizable, as the last time they'd spoken, she'd been too sick to be seen. now that she has quite recovered, elizabeth sees no reason to avoid using her preferred method of contact other than speaking face to face. she effects a small smile, so that her general state of unhappiness cannot be read easily by another, and exhales quietly before speaking. )
Good day, my lady. I would thank you again for your part in curing us all of that terrible plague.
[ raven's face, translucent though the lower part of it may have been, was everywhere these last few weeks - she shoved herself wherever she was most useful, and that happened to require a decent amount of network face-time with anyone in the know.
while she may not recognize the girl by face, the voice does the trick, and she smiles a little. ] I think it's safe to say we're all feeling a little better lately.
[this is getting ridiculous, and raven's post on the network has only served to remind him of how irritating it is to not be able to speak. or, not being able to speak well anyway.
which was honestly more annoying that losing his voice altogether. and while his voice is slowly coming back, he doesn't want to risk finding themselves in this sort of situation again, should something similar happen. he can't put it past happening on this ship, really.
jasper looks down at his communicator as he contemplates sending raven a text to talk about it, but that is seriously idiotic when she's sitting in the same room, isn't it? so instead he stands and walks over to sit himself down next to raven, quite close to her, really, and forces his vocal chords to eke out a very weak:] Non verbal communication. We need to come up with one.
[even if neither of them lost the ability to speak again, it couldn't hurt to have a secret way to communicate, could it?]
[ she scoots to give him room - the beds are narrow, but they both can fit.
and she wasn't really expecting the suggestion he makes, but in retrospect she should've been. it's only a matter of time before someone like jasper (or like raven, really) gets sick of not having a contingency plan. so she lets her communicator drop blank-screened onto her lap. ] Yeah, okay, [ she says, already thoughtful. raven's scooting out from beside him now, but not by much - enough to swivel cross-legged to face him in the little space she's got, with her back to the wall and one knee resting on his lower thigh. ] Signs, then. What've you got? [ any kind of sign he can think of, and she'll help brainstorm what the heck it means. ]
Raven Reyes, [ she offers right back. then after a second. ] How long have you been here? If that's okay to ask. [ she's still not 100% clear on what is and isn't rude, as far as tq questioning's concerned. ]
[the narrowness honestly could bother jasper less anyway. he's never been terribly uncomfortable being touchy with the people he cares about anyway. the only reason he hasn't hugged raven at this point is really because he's still not totally sure she would be happy with the hug.
raven looks at touch different than jasper, he thinks.
he considers what he wants to say to raven for a moment, decides there's no way he's rasping himself through all of that right now, and quickly types into his communicator instead:]
we should probably think about really important things we might want to say to each other, things that we might want to be subtle or quick about, so we can come up with easy signs to match.
[ it's not that a hug would be unwelcome so much as it'd take her off guard. because yeah, it's a little different to her than it is to him. she's from mecha station, that pretty much says all he'd need to know about the quality of people she grew up around. finn was an exception, and even that one took a while.
she reads the message, thinking for important signs. ] So like, if you've got an idea or you figured something out - [ and she lifts her hand vaguely up by her head and points a finger upward, like a lightbulb going off but not as cheesy. ]
[jasper nods his head rapidly at raven's example to let her no she's got the right sort of idea for what he meant.]
Numbers and places. Directions. [jasper ramps out, mind inevitably casting to some sort of combat situation where those might come in handy. because he wasn't going to put it past this place. he pulls out his communicator again for the next part.]
something that isn't too obvious for dangerous. something or someone thay we should be wary of. maybe point to the ground.
[ she reads it, and immediately she's thoughtfully pointing - well, not exactly to the ground, but semi-groundward from her sitting angle. ] And if they're armed, just - [ and she closes her other hand into a fist, a little more obviously so he'll know what to pay attention to. it'll be subtle if they ever have to use it. ]
[jasper smiles and bobs his head once to show his agreement with her gesture, shaping his own hand into a fist to emulate hers.
aaaaaaaaaaand my mind is totally blanking for other useful signs because i am an idiot so how about we just handwave them working out other stuff as well because i'm sorry i suck.]
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