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[precedented]

Who: Leto Atreides the II
Broadcast: Video
Action: Hospitality Deck, Marsiva
When: Feb 4th

[ The video activates itself to reveal a young man staring into space. His eyes are probably the most startling thing about him. Bright, eerily blue eyes that seem to pierce the fabric of reality. You may also see brown flecks of creatures embedded into his skin, near the neck and face.

And suddenly his gaze snaps back to the camera and he is all smiles and good intentions, as if a switch had been turned on. He sits on one of the many beds on the Marsiva Deck and kicks his legs, caught between the impression of a boy and a man.

( or something much older and far more dangerous ) ]

I do not need the spiel and I'm sure you are all quite thankful for that, but I am curious to know what qualifies as entertainment for our most benevolent hosts?

Comments

[willak]

It's easy to get hurt.

[By the way she says it, she's had her fair share of hurt. Enough to put her off strangers. Really, the only friends she'd ever had were Pinky and Hector. And one of them's dead and the other just got out of prison.]

[precedented]

Or is it easy to be hurt? I doubt any of us can exist in a vacuum where no one hurts each other, voluntarily or otherwise.

I'm sure you've hurt others too.

[willak]

I'm not saying I haven't.

Maybe I'm trying to be altruistic.

[precedented]

[ He laughs softly. ]

Then you might want to turn to stone. That would seem like an easier task.

[willak]

Maybe that is what I want.

[precedented]

If it was, maybe would not follow that sentence.

[willak]

If you had a choice between feeling nothing but being safe and feeling everything and being hurt - would that be easy for you to make?

[By the look she's shooting him, that's a rhetorical question.]

[precedented]

[ He laughs, a sharp edge of mockery. ]

I have already made such a choice. This hypothetical you put in front of me is childish. But by all means, dance until the ends of the Earth for this perceived safeness.

[willak]

[Ray's face sours unprettily at the laugh and rolls her eyes.]

So what'd you pick?

[precedented]

Why don't you guess?

[ He smiles, amused by her demeanor. ]

Perhaps you'll find a way to get rid of those "pesky feelings".

[willak]

[Ugh she hates it when people do that "I'm better than you" talk. It was so irritating, but only made her want to poke at them more.]

And miss the pleasure of being annoyed by perfect strangers?

Gosh, I could never.

[precedented]

Could, would, should.

What is it you really want to do then?

[willak]

To stop talking to you.

[She's not going to play games anymore (willingly, at least). However there isn't really anywhere to hide so she just...walks to the kitchen to get something to distract herself with.]

[precedented]

[ He chuckles to himself. Entertaining in its own right. Though he has no time for people who run away from their own feelings. ]