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driftfleet2017-09-24 12:47 am
whatisright) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-24 12:47 am
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1st Judgment ⚖ Action ⚖ Open
Who: Justice and You
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Evac Station, SS Caprine
When: After the destruction of the planet, and then after everything can be done for the refugees.
Evac Station - Action
[Justice is tireless about getting the refugees settled after the planet is destroyed. Literally tireless--he never stops to eat, drink, or sleep. When there is a pause in the work, he only stops to hover by his two unconscious friends, watching them with naked concern on his face but never speaking nor attempting to wake them up.
He's just putting away more supplies when he pauses, head turning to watch a refugee man sitting on the floor, rifling through a bag. When he speaks, his voice is a touch more stern than usual.] What are you doing?
[The man looks up at him, fingering the bag.] "Just, uh, looking at my stuff."
You're lying. That's not yours.
[The color drains from the man's face even as he tries to smile and instinctively clutches the bag tighter.] "What are you talking about? Of course it's mine."
[This just sours Justice's mood further, and he turns the full weight of his glare on the man.] You stole it from a family while they slept. Your misfortune is no excuse to steal from those suffering just as much as yourself. You will return it with all its original contents immediately.
SS Caprine - Action
[Justice never actually properly explored the ship he was assigned, so enchanted he was by the planet they were on.
So now he's just getting to know what's supposed to be his home now. He unfortunately doesn't have a lot of social awareness, as may be evidenced by the fact that he chooses to look like a walking corpse, and he just wanders into random rooms, bedrooms included, to stand at the center or pick up particularly well-used objects and run his fingers across them.
Congratulations on your new weirdo, Caprine.]
[Edited to add: Justice has psychic and object-reading abilities. For more info and to let me know what's cool for him to pick up, here's a permissions post.]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Evac Station, SS Caprine
When: After the destruction of the planet, and then after everything can be done for the refugees.
Evac Station - Action
[Justice is tireless about getting the refugees settled after the planet is destroyed. Literally tireless--he never stops to eat, drink, or sleep. When there is a pause in the work, he only stops to hover by his two unconscious friends, watching them with naked concern on his face but never speaking nor attempting to wake them up.
He's just putting away more supplies when he pauses, head turning to watch a refugee man sitting on the floor, rifling through a bag. When he speaks, his voice is a touch more stern than usual.] What are you doing?
[The man looks up at him, fingering the bag.] "Just, uh, looking at my stuff."
You're lying. That's not yours.
[The color drains from the man's face even as he tries to smile and instinctively clutches the bag tighter.] "What are you talking about? Of course it's mine."
[This just sours Justice's mood further, and he turns the full weight of his glare on the man.] You stole it from a family while they slept. Your misfortune is no excuse to steal from those suffering just as much as yourself. You will return it with all its original contents immediately.
SS Caprine - Action
[Justice never actually properly explored the ship he was assigned, so enchanted he was by the planet they were on.
So now he's just getting to know what's supposed to be his home now. He unfortunately doesn't have a lot of social awareness, as may be evidenced by the fact that he chooses to look like a walking corpse, and he just wanders into random rooms, bedrooms included, to stand at the center or pick up particularly well-used objects and run his fingers across them.
Congratulations on your new weirdo, Caprine.]
[Edited to add: Justice has psychic and object-reading abilities. For more info and to let me know what's cool for him to pick up, here's a permissions post.]
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He shrugs his right shoulder lazily and gives a lopsided smile.]
I suppose because he just needed a little more of a push. We all do stupid things now and then. He'll fix his mistake and life can keep moving on. Besides, I was going to help move supplies anyway and now I can have a helper.
Either way it ended the argument sooner didn't it? [And it avoided a needless fight!]
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Lying is wrong. [Justice says this firmly. Lying is wrong, and this man lied. That said, he can grudgingly admit...] But I understand why you did it.
[He's not sure what to do when immoral actions are taken to moral effect. Should a person be judged based on the action or the effect? If they're to be judged on both, which should be weighted more?
These are complicated questions that Justice believes he'll be mulling over for some time.] With luck, he will take this as a lesson to not steal in the future.
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I take it you're not a big fan of lying. Hey! Just curious, [And part he can't help himself. He's not even sure this guy will fully understand what he's about to ask.]
But have you ever been slapped by a woman who asked: does this outfit make me look fat? And you told her yes?
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[Justice frowns in mild confusion, though that's not too different from his usual expression, which is a perpetual frown.]
I have never been asked my opinion on a woman's clothes. [Nor does he think that his opinion would be all that helpful. He pays attention to clothes even less than he pays attention to faces. Plus, all the women he's spent significant time with so far have been Grey Wardens, and the Grey Wardens aren't really considered fashion-conscious.] Is that something mortals concern themselves with?
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So tell them a little white lie and they feel better.
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This is especially strange for him because he's still pretty vague on what counts as an aesthetically beautiful mortal and an aesthetically ugly one. He's seen things he considers undeniably beautiful, and he's felt them, but visually, most mortals look pretty similar to him.]
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[Vash just grins. Feeling some amusement in the conversation although what he really wanted to be doing was getting more sleep.]
Would I be right in guessing you haven't had much time around mortals?
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[So if his social skills seem lacking, there's a good reason.] Is it not sad for a person to depend on lies to 'feel good about themselves'? Would it not be better to find self esteem in one's own honest virtue?
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Never mind. And, yeah, I can see your point there. But have you heard the saying the truth can hurt?
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[Yeah, he chooses to look this way. He really doesn't get how he comes across.] If a person asks a question and the truth will hurt, that is simply evidence that they should hear the truth.
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I guess I like to decide how bad the truth might hurt. The world can be a mean place sometimes. Let them have a little bit of joy.
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That's what they really want to hear. Even if they do look a tad fat in one dress over the other.
[Says a man who has been single for other a hundred years.]
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Velanna, maybe, but it's doubtful. She never seemed sensitive about her clothes, just the size of her ears. The idea of Riona or Sigrun getting so angry over a dress seems downright laughable.]
I think we speak with very different women.
[This is the only conclusion he can draw.]
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But, look, if you have any more problems with people being untruthful around here you let me know, alright? I'll be happy to help.
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[Vash cracks his back with a sigh.] Well, these crates won't finish moving themselves. Back to work.