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paradisalogs2012-02-03 07:21 pm
bloodsugar) wrote in paradisalogs2012-02-03 07:21 pm
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Who: Caterina and Abel
What: Discussin' sum Freelancers.
When: Thursday, after their respective chats with York about Maine.
Where: Caterina's room... then idk MAYBE THE FOUR SEASONS ROOM.
Rating: PG-13? Maybe. For potential mention of violence idek.
Abel felt a bit more sensitively about the issue of Agent Maine and the issue of the A.I. than others, and he was certain that Caterina also fostered that same weak bone in her body, somewhere. She had fallen in love with his brother -- platonically or romantically, maybe both; he sometimes wonders, as much as he had liked to joke in Paris -- and upon returning to Paradisa, she had to have appreciated what those monsters, what the nanomachines, had truly done.
The effect they could have... to both the man who suffered their thrall, and to every single person connected to him.
Thus, he's thoughtful as he knocks at Caterina's door this afternoon; perhaps Maine was free of the AI... if he was, then he deserved a shot to pick up the pieces of his life, didn't he? Abel feels the lack of information makes this decision much harder to make, himself... but he is sure that if nothing else, Caterina's judgment will be solid and one he can support.
It always is. Right?
What: Discussin' sum Freelancers.
When: Thursday, after their respective chats with York about Maine.
Where: Caterina's room... then idk MAYBE THE FOUR SEASONS ROOM.
Rating: PG-13? Maybe. For potential mention of violence idek.
Abel felt a bit more sensitively about the issue of Agent Maine and the issue of the A.I. than others, and he was certain that Caterina also fostered that same weak bone in her body, somewhere. She had fallen in love with his brother -- platonically or romantically, maybe both; he sometimes wonders, as much as he had liked to joke in Paris -- and upon returning to Paradisa, she had to have appreciated what those monsters, what the nanomachines, had truly done.
The effect they could have... to both the man who suffered their thrall, and to every single person connected to him.
Thus, he's thoughtful as he knocks at Caterina's door this afternoon; perhaps Maine was free of the AI... if he was, then he deserved a shot to pick up the pieces of his life, didn't he? Abel feels the lack of information makes this decision much harder to make, himself... but he is sure that if nothing else, Caterina's judgment will be solid and one he can support.
It always is. Right?
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No, clearly getting rid of him won't be so simple.
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Cue the suspicious squint, and now he's getting a familiar flustered pink of irritation. "You're not suggesting that all of this is for your own amusement, are you? 'Suffering for the greater good.' Just WHAT greater good are we talking about, here?"
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