IV.22nd Jan| video | post earthquake

[speaksdaggers]

[... if Nezumi were phased by the sudden earthquake, he's certainly not showing it. He's got the communicator loosely hanging from one hand at an odd angle and is stood on his balcony, giving the viewers a brief glance of his face before he flings his arms out. The swirling, zooming picture settles on an image of the post-earthquake Death City.

Bins, pots knocked over, a few lampposts that look like they're drunkenly swaying to one side, and cracks in the pavement.]

So, is this normal here too? Aside from constant surveillance, ongoing war and random kidnappings in the name of "war effort" they seem so fond of.

[The screen tilts again, and Nezumi gives the screen a very slight, lidded grin.]

Inquiring minds would like to know. If you'd all be so kind.

[... so sincere. :|]

Welcome to the new year, by the way. Late as it is. Seems as though we've been set up for such a fortuitous year.

Comments

[soulparadox]

Because you are a dishonest person.

[speaksdaggers]

I'm hardly the only one.

[soulparadox]

No, you are not.

But if you are aware of it, you should not be surprised if people do not believe or trust in you. That will make finding a Meister or Weapon difficult for you later. You should work on these things, or you can go to live out in the desert since you do not seem to like anyone here.

[speaksdaggers]

I'm intolerant, not suicidal.

[Nezumi rolls his eyes.]

I'd rather go home than get into the whole mess of finding a 'weapon', or whatever the word for 'lackey' or 'minion' is in this place.

[soulparadox]

A Weapon is not a lacky or minion. They are a partner and companion. Do you not understand the meaning of those words?

[speaksdaggers]

Evidently not.

[He shrugs.]

It's pretty obvious I don't trust people. I don't expect partnerships to work. The end.

[soulparadox]

Only because you allow it to be.

[speaksdaggers]

Hardly. I prefer to experience things and learn from them. I learned you can't trust people.

[he make a sweeping bow.]

So ends the tragic tale of the mouse so far, one that nosy strangers shall not endeavour to change.

[soulparadox]

You took the wrong lesson from your experiences.

That is the tragedy.

[speaksdaggers]

Where I'm from, taking another option would have had me killed. Although death and murder are far more fitting for a tale of woe. I suppose I should change the genre.

[soulparadox]

You are not where you are from.

So you are not learning anything from your experiences here.

[speaksdaggers]

I'm not going to be here as long as I will be there. Pointless to fix what isn't broken for a place that doesn't matter.

[soulparadox]

Then you have faith in our abilities.

Thank you.

[speaksdaggers]

... [Seriously?]

I have faith in that defective machine deciding it's bored of me and sending me home again. It seems fairly fickle after all.

[soulparadox]

I doubt that will work in your favor.

How long have you been here?

[speaksdaggers]

Hmmm. Questions again.

[he gives nataku a pointed stare, before shrugging.]

Long enough. Not as long as others though.

[soulparadox]

How long do you consider this a short time if you can say "long enough?"

[speaksdaggers]

A day is long enough.

[soulparadox]

I see.

[speaksdaggers]

They don't seem to be in a rush to end things either. Who knows how long we'll be here.

[soulparadox]

You are not going to be here that long so do not worry about it.

[speaksdaggers]

I'll put my faith in the fickle, sentient machine some more.

[soulparadox]

As I said, you will not be here long if you have faith in something that has no feelings.

[speaksdaggers]

With any luck it'll sense I don't want to help it and it'll kick me out. [He waves his arms out in an arc.]

That'd be wonderful.

[soulparadox]

Yes, I am sure that it will.