MINGLE: The Derelict Ship

[save_the_souls]

Who: Anyone traveling to the derelict ship(s)
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: At the Derelict Ship on the Planet
When: 10/13 onward



[After several days of traveling, the passengers are able to reach the ruins of the ship. Explore the ruins, try to find a distress single scavenge, play your hand at Harvest moon and grab some pumpkins- come on in, it's a mingle!

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[unbearablynaive]

How do you mean?

[precedented]

I mean, I'd be careful until we find something extremely conclusive.

[ He shrugs. ] Plots within plots. An old saying back home.

[unbearablynaive]

[He nods, expression clearing a bit.]

If we assume only that our presence here is unlikely to be coincidental, the purpose remains shrouded in mystery.

[He pops open a hatch on the robot, finally, though there's little of interest inside.]

As of yet the primary theories I have are either a warning or a desire on our hosts' part for more information despite an inability to be here themselves. Might you have additional theories to share?

[precedented]

Theories? What need have I of those?

[ Leto doesn't care or theorize. There's some pleasure in trying to guess, but there's little that the Atroma can do that concerns him. ]

[unbearablynaive]

As a natural extension of curiosity, I suppose. Do you not find yourself curious?

[precedented]

Rare are the occasions when I feel curious. My particular skill sets often negates the possibility of being curious. I see more than most and the future holds very few secrets from me.

[unbearablynaive]

I see.

[Well, that could be convenient at times, no doubt. But to not have a need for curiosity much of the time - that sounds quite alien to him.]

Does that mean you're unconcerned about our ultimate fate on this little trip?

[precedented]

Of course. What could the Atroma possibly do to me?

[unbearablynaive]

[He hesitates.]

They could have harm come to those you care for.

[precedented]

Yes. But anything can do that. Anyone can do that. You cannot shelter those you love from all harm. Some events must be weathered.

Oh, I could play the part. The all-knowing defender against what is to come, but I know human nature. They would resent such a being in their lives.

[unbearablynaive]

[He grimaces.] One cannot. That doesn't negate the desire to minimize it, however.

Oh, certainly. Humans desire control--or its illusion--far more than they desire safety, for the most part.

[precedented]

Are you controlled by your desires or do your desires control you? Or is that a moot question in your case?

[unbearablynaive]

[It's a fair question, especially after his recent trip home.]

They influence me, to be certain. More than that I'm not in a position to say.

[precedented]

Like a child stumbling in the dark. Or light. Children stumble all the same, I find.

Your position is your own.

[unbearablynaive]

[He exhales, huffing. Young though he is, he does resent being called a child - but he doesn't try to dispute it, either.]

I've not had the benefit of an unbiased observer, then. But naturally I do that which is against my primary desire, when I believe it will serve a larger purpose.

[precedented]

[ His smile is bemused at that reaction. Everyone is young compared to Leto. ]

Or they simply coincide and you tell yourself that it serves greater purpose. See how feelings are? Desires are the root of all things. It is the root of nature and existence. Purpose, no matter how grand, cannot exist without desire.

[unbearablynaive]

[A fair point. He inclines his head.]

Then let us say, the desire for my own personal happiness compared to the desire to preserve life.

[precedented]

A very heroic response. I would be moved by it. Possibly.

[unbearablynaive]

[Almost. But not actually.]

There is one father of mine I have a desire to be utterly unlike, you understand.

[precedented]

You barely knew the man.

Also you had multiple fathers. None of them were father material.

[unbearablynaive]

I won't deny that. [Either of those.

Though he adds, wistfully,]

I would have liked to know JARVIS, though.

[precedented]

You would have had better luck with Helen Cho.

[ Feelings about fathers sets him on edge. ] What is there to know?

[unbearablynaive]

I've spoken with her a bit. Her work was under coercion, however; it's not the same as those who had intentions.

[Are quasi-mothers a safer subject?]

If the impressions I retained were accurate; what his opinion would have been. I can hypothesize well enough, but it would be comforting to know for certain.

[precedented]

Be wary of looking for father figures.

[ Like Leto could talk. He spent so much time searching for answers from his father. Spent so much time looking for his reflection in others. ]

They rarely pan out.

[unbearablynaive]

[He shrugs lightly. Of course it still bothers him, but he did spend an entire year with having Tony as the only one left, and he was only surpassed in awful father figures by Ultron, so.]

I'm accustomed to disappointment.