So in other worlds, the same type of schemes to occur. That is good to know. If I am to create a world free of such cruel experiments, I must anticipate that.
[She does get it, and her attitude towards him softens a little. You do learn to create hard barriers around yourself, when that is your only means of survival.]
I knew a woman, when I was a student. As an infant, some magic was done to her, and a being -- a being some view as a goddess -- was put inside her. I don't know whether that being was good or evil, but I do know the infant was intended to become nothing more than a vessel for her. A tool of the church. A weapon to be used against heretics like myself.
Nonetheless, she made her own choices, and was the bravest person I've ever known.
So I find it easy to believe you have made your own choices as well. Easier now, perhaps. I had thought all four of you might have become the tools of something else. [But it sounds like she no longer thinks so?
Hope this change of heart doesn't bite me, Siz, in the ass.]
[Because he has little doubt about what they intended him to be. You don't create someone with his kind of power unless you want a weapon to unleash, and he knows well enough how hard it is to move past that.]
Then she must have been someone strong, if she could go against it. I never had to deal with the people who ran those experiments myself.
[Technically. He did probably kill them without actively intending on it.
He sets that thought aside, managing a faint grin at her words.]
But I got there eventually, yeah-- I think I've done pretty well for myself. The boss is the only one I'll let myself be a tool for, and I gave myself out of my own volition that time.
[After a moment where it seems like he might have finished, he adds:]
If we were from the same place, though... I think you might be the kind of person I could have followed, too.
[She smiles at that comment, a little wry, since here she isn't exactly a leader.]
If it is so, then let follow me here, to the best you are able within the confines of your role. I ask no one for unearned fealty; only that you lend me your strength when the time comes.
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[She does get it, and her attitude towards him softens a little. You do learn to create hard barriers around yourself, when that is your only means of survival.]
I knew a woman, when I was a student. As an infant, some magic was done to her, and a being -- a being some view as a goddess -- was put inside her. I don't know whether that being was good or evil, but I do know the infant was intended to become nothing more than a vessel for her. A tool of the church. A weapon to be used against heretics like myself.
Nonetheless, she made her own choices, and was the bravest person I've ever known.
So I find it easy to believe you have made your own choices as well. Easier now, perhaps. I had thought all four of you might have become the tools of something else. [But it sounds like she no longer thinks so?
Hope this change of heart doesn't bite me, Siz, in the ass.]
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[Because he has little doubt about what they intended him to be. You don't create someone with his kind of power unless you want a weapon to unleash, and he knows well enough how hard it is to move past that.]
Then she must have been someone strong, if she could go against it. I never had to deal with the people who ran those experiments myself.
[Technically. He did probably kill them without actively intending on it.
He sets that thought aside, managing a faint grin at her words.]
But I got there eventually, yeah-- I think I've done pretty well for myself. The boss is the only one I'll let myself be a tool for, and I gave myself out of my own volition that time.
[After a moment where it seems like he might have finished, he adds:]
If we were from the same place, though... I think you might be the kind of person I could have followed, too.
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If it is so, then let follow me here, to the best you are able within the confines of your role. I ask no one for unearned fealty; only that you lend me your strength when the time comes.