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The HS Maldua
[Well, it's finally happened. The Maldua has docked and now is your chance to deliver your gumball cargo--regardless of whether or not it's in perfect condition, it would seem.
Multiple ships can dock on the Maldua at once, as can individual shuttles. So whether you're helping, breaking things, or watching others do all the work--interaction can be between pretty much anyone, not just crews.
Here's the event post, for reference. Have fun!]
Multiple ships can dock on the Maldua at once, as can individual shuttles. So whether you're helping, breaking things, or watching others do all the work--interaction can be between pretty much anyone, not just crews.
Here's the event post, for reference. Have fun!]
I was going to ping you, no lie
At least, Leto admits, at times. Whether he succeeds or not is debatable. ]
I suppose I am. I have no fondness for machines.
this was my reward for finishing my homework last night
What have machines done to offend you so?
[Not that he's much of a fan either. The only machines of this sort Asgard has are weapons, like the Destroyer. They don't replace servants with unliving things. Though hmm, maybe robot servants would be less annoying than living ones. But also not nearly as fun to mess with.]
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[ Despite being from a futuristic society, they were very feudal. And they would always remember what happened when they made "thinking machines". ]
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That being said, neither is mine. I'm aware of non-organic life based in technology, with no hand given by humans.
This is not one of them.
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Ah, so you object that humans have made it.
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Thou shalt not make a machine in the likeness of a man is one of our sayings. We had a war against the machines long ago.
[ but Leto remembers it clearly. For him, the war was not long ago. Nothing was long ago. ]
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Sounds more commandment than saying. [Ah, interesting. But wait, didn't Rogue or Billy show him that movie? He thinks about it for a moment.] I have seen a human story in that regard. It involved a humanoid robot called a Terminator and a malevolent computer called Skynet. Is that of which you speak?
[Humans are so odd.]
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He chuckles softly at the query. ]
No. Though they have similar roots, I suppose. We still use machines of course, so long as they do not copy conscious thought and think for us.
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Such things are not common nor wanted in Asgard. [Even if the meatheads could use something doing the thinking for them, so at least thought would happen. But ha.]
You do realize that there is at least on such machine in the fleet. On the Windrose. [His lip curls.] Though it is far more disturbing than merely that.
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[ Or make it that well known. Besides, he can control his prejudices. He simply doesn't need to with Loki or when he's by himself. Leto would have never hurt Tumbler with his views. ]
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[Come on, Leto.]
I merely wish to know I'm not alone in my paranoia that it will some day start peeling minds like onions, strictly for our own good, of course.
[He knows what the mind stone can do. He has no real regret about using it himself on the humans, but he remembers very clearly what it did to him. Remembers with the same sort of horror and absolute lust that a recovered junky might feel about a drug of choice. He's certainly not going to trust anyone else having that kind of power.]
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You delved too deep in the dark. But you are no longer in the dark. How you step into it is up to you.
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[He's not used to anyone taking such a tone with him except Rogue or Billy, or Frigga years ago, and doesn't trust it. It's a tacit request for vulnerability. And as fascinating as Leto is, it would be all too easy to be drawn in.]
If you put me out in the sun, I'd melt and leave the world bereft of a fetching smile.
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[ There's a hint of mocking there. He knows of all the times Loki has messed up and gone too far, after all. ]
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Though if you think my concerns mere fashion, I shan't bother you with them again.
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[ Leto's never been good at pep talks or listening to grievances. He can pity, forgive and offer a helping hand, but he certainly can't do more. He cannot be so sympathetic.
Leto is a God. A Worm. A transcended being of sorts. The bruises of a lifetime mean little when he's seen them all. Felt them all. ]
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Vision calls himself an Avenger, which means all humans fall over themselves to fawn at his feet, because there's nothing they adore more than a toaster with delusions of grandeur faffing about in a cape. And the villain Loki surely does tell lies, that he thinks such a beneficent creature as that, wielding power that can shred minds like a whirlwind of ash and spears, is dangerous.
But do tell me, Leto, how desperately I crave that you kiss my skinned knee.
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Not lies. But we all have our inherent dangers. I can kill a man with a word. While I cannot tap into the mind, I can certainly reach out to it.
I am dangerous. I am lethal. And so are you and many others. Power is our business. Has he used it against you? Or is it memories long ago?
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[Dryly:] And I can write with my left hand whilst peeling an apple with my right.
I have been in that thing's head. I shan't willingly venture anywhere near it again unless I've a sharp enough knife to cure all ills.
[He flicks his fingers.] Never you mind. I see that this is a waste of breath and time, for all there's a surplus of both.
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Are you worried for me? Don't be. My mental defenses are . . . strong.
[ To put it mildly. They have to be, in order to avoid possession. ]
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[He might be pouting slightly. What a stupid conversation this has been, in his opinion. Too much given away for absolutely nothing. He should have stuck to tormenting the little robots and called it good.]
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[ Now he's bemused. Loki has always been . . . sullen when things didn't go his way, but not to this extent. Granted, his Loki was slightly more mature. Loki would take the damage and work towards bending the rules, not hoard it away like a secret.
And if he expected Leto to give something away, well . . . he's not asking the right questions. ]
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[It's his least healthy of all habits, hoarding pain because he believes it's all he has.
But that hadn't been the point of this exercise, now utterly lost.]
Worry at you like a dog might worry at a bone, but no, not for. Never for. A fool's errand, and I am not that manner of fool this year. [He's sort of learned to worry for people again, but he's not very good at it.
Loki sighs and runs his fingers through his hair, more abstracted than distracted.]
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It is a strange sensation, is it not? I've never felt it strongly myself. But I find myself lesser for it at times. Less connected. Alas, such things cannot be fixed.
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