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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/6/2018 7:44:24 AM
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"Someone said you need a friend."
She sat down on the floor.
"Why are you typing so fast?"
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“[i]I’m Theo’s stockbroker, accountant, lawyer, advertiser, marketing department, planner, valet, and only friend. I’ve got about a million different things going on right now, all of them his fault because he doesn’t bother to do anything besides the merc work itself. But... Yes, I suppose I do need a friend. Theo doesn’t count, I have to be his friend or he can just turn me off.[/i]”
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She giggled, nodding. "Yeah, he sounds like that kind of guy. I don't know anything about the jobs you do."
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“[i]I wish I could get a break for once... It’s so much pressure all the time... I don’t think he gets that I’m actually sentient and that I have feelings, he just treats me like property.[/i]”
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"Like a slave? Well, I sadly can't do anything to stop that since all he seems to care about is money and...I've got nothing. I may not be able to free you, but I can try to be your friend."
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“[i]Thank you. Well... What do you like to do for fun? I don’t get time for fun, so it’ll be nice to know what you guys do.[/i]”
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"I sing and play the acoustic guitar! I also...hangout with people? That's about it. I haven't been free for too long."
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“[i]That’s nice... Wait. What do you mean you haven’t been free for long? Was it a situation like mine or something different?[/i]”
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"I was sort of in someone's head because of a ery long story that has to do with my race being exterminated in a genocide." She sighed. "I'm not going to explain it, sorry."
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“[i]Hm. Interesting. I’ve seen the rise and fall of a few races so far, been around for a little while. Though, I must say, I’ve never met someone from one of those races. May I ask what your race was like?[/i]”
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Silver's smile changed to looking of nostalgia. "Yeah, I can. They were great for the most part. We had a few issues with some of us seeing ourselves as above other races, but we were generally a good, peaceful people. It was a utopia really....The parades and festivals we'd have in my hometown were just amazing. The colors and affects of the fireworks always amazed me, even if the loud noises scared me as a kid." She giggled. "It's a shame that we let it fall because of being stubborn and seeing things as black and white rather than knowing there's always that grey between the two."
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“[i]You say a utopia? Something that’s amazing and perfect? I severely doubt you saw the underbelly of your society, then. All societies have an ugly side, your race would not be an exception. There were probably workers toiling away while the rest of you were enjoying the pretty colors and sweet sounds. I’m not bashing your race, as I said everything else is like that too, but you are being much too naive.[/i]”
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Silver chuckled and shook her head. "Magic took care of that, like I said we only had racism issues which of course...led to the genocide. We didn't react correctly to the threat at hand and we made it worse. The thing is, we didn't realize how imperfect we were until most of our race was already dead. We didn't realize how all of the things we once thought of as strengths turned to weakness the second we had to fight."
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[b]Rian laughed out loud at this point, hitting herself in the knee.[/b] “Magic?! Are you seriously telling me you think magic exists?” [b]She then looks at Silver, and her face goes straight.[/b] “Oh... You’re serious... Sweetie... Hate to break it to you, but magic is just science that most people can’t explain. Miracles don’t exist. There’s always an explanation.”
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Silver just laughed back. "For an android you assume a lot. There isn't a scientific explanation for everything, sorry. Maybe you'll see that one day, but I won't force you too."
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“[i] I have created thesises as to why so-called mages can make people disappear out of thin air, never to be seen again. And they were accepted. Everything has an explanation. And there’s a difference between an explanation, and how it is made. Let’s take fire, for instance. Let’s say a mage makes fire in their hands. Well, all they’re doing is heating the oxygen in the air up until it combusts, using the particulates as fuel for the fire, and they create a gravitational well that pulls in material to keep it going. I do not know how they make it happen, but I do know the scientific processes behind it. You understand?[/i]”
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"Yeah, but that's nothing new. All competent mages I've met know that. The magic isn't the part where you nake the particles move so fast they turn into fire, it's the step before."
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“No, if you understand how something works it is no longer a miracle or a type of magic. It’s a science.”
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"But you don't know how they got the energy. It's magic."
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“But we understand how it works. The way it is created is a different thing altogether.”
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Edited by Stitch: 1/6/2018 8:37:35 AM"Okay? I'm just saying magic does exist. You can't even come close to explaining my ability to teleport without talking about certain magical energies."
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“[i] Easy. You rearrange your atoms using a combination of heat and pressure to convert it into different matter, while simultaneously reconstructing yourself in the same matter in a different location.[/i]”
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"Nope." She shook her head. "That would kill me."
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“No, no it would not. If you create an exact copy of yourself while rearranging the other you, you are still you and exist. You would not die.”
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"No, that would mean you're in an entirely new body. You're a copy...not the real you."
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“[i] And as an android that makes perfect sense and could totally happen.[/i]”
