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<p><span class="tag">writing</span> <span class="tag">novel</span> <span class="tag">chapter</span> <span class="tag">fiction</span> <span class="tag">scifi</span> <span class="tag">post-self</span> <span class="tag">qoheleth</span></p>
<p>Johansson's hands dwarfed a pint of ale.</p>
<p>Once they had managed to find each other in the post-theater rush of the pub, they staked out a small two-top table crammed against one end of the bar itself. Johansson to lean to the side, away from the noise of too many voices.</p>
<p>He'd hardly touched the beer, but it seemed to take on an almost talismanic significance to him. Something to hold. Something to focus the thoughts. Carter drank her own cider slowly, careful not to press her luck too hard. Johansson seemed slow to open up.</p>
<p>He'd hardly touched the beer, but it seemed to take on an almost talismanic significance to him. Something to hold. Something to focus the thoughts. Carter drank her own cider slowly and waited, careful not to press her luck too hard. Johansson seemed slow to open up.</p>
<p>"Alright, so, RJ." His vocal cords to unlimbered, a well-rehearsed baritone.</p>
<p>"Ey was your sound guy?" Carter backpedaled, eyes ducking to her glass, "Sound tech?"</p>
<p>There was a small smile tickling at the corner of Johansson's mouth, but he hid it a swallow of his thin ale, nodding. "Yep, lead sound tech. Best I've ever worked with, by a long shot. And don't worry. We still fuck up eir pronouns now and then. I know we did on the night ey...when ey...well, early last night."</p>
<p>"Ey was your sound guy?" Carter backpedaled, eyes ducking to her glass. "Sound tech?"</p>
<p>There was a small smile tickling at the corner of Johansson's mouth, but he hid it a swallow of his thin ale, nodding. "Yep, lead sound tech. Best I've ever worked with, by a long shot. And don't worry. We still fuck up eir pronouns now and then. I know we did on the night ey...when ey...well, early Wednesday."</p>
<p>Carter nodded. "And then you tried to pull em back out?"</p>
<p>"Nothing. It's like ey was still delved in even after eir contacts had been displaced. We hit the panic button and called the docs. I guess some ambulance-chaser caught up with them, which is how you found out about us."</p>
<p>"Yeah. I'm not really in the habit of checking the tabloids myself, but I went out out for lunch with a few coworkers and we got one pushed on us. The bit about you not being able to contact us got my attention, so I figured I'd make for the show tonight. Thought that might be my best bet."</p>
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