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NAME | PROMETHEUS
SUBJECT | Re: redhead

MESSAGE |
he's an idiot, but there might be something worth looking into. we'll see if he's all bark and no bite

Edited (attempting to match message appearance) 2015-07-15 02:38 (UTC)

NAME | PROMETHEUS
SUBJECT | dining buddy

MESSAGE |
doesn't look like there much of a choice as far as food is concerned. how did humans even survive this long?

let me know if you need a hand dealing with that guy.

NAME | PROMETHEUS
SUBJECT | (no subject)

MESSAGE |
The healing might be worth looking into. But is this supposed to be some kind of joke?

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NAME | PROMETHEUS
SUBJECT | idiots

MESSAGE |
looks like our activities might get masked by this 'vampire' and whoever else. not a bad turn of events, don't you think?

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[he doesn't get much by way of sleep at night, so he finds himself often taking naps when Pandora's busy with her phone. Prometheus only wakes up when he notices Pandora's growing confusion. He blinks a couple of times before leaning over to read the texts she has on her phone..]

What's got you so worked up? [he pauses as he reads a little further, then laughs softly ~~bitterly~~] It's a few centuries too late for that. Is everyone here a hopeless optimist?

[he turns his head into Pandora's shoulder and knows the exhaustion he feels goes deeper than lack of sleep and slowly recovering energy levels. He seems almost out of character, now that he's not posturing for others to see, but the ~~grimace~~ grin on his face remains ever the same]

Heh. It'd be like how one of our dear friends puts it... 'That's not our function'. We were never meant to be happy.

[It's probably physically noticeable by this point- she never used to fidget, being in strict control of herself. But her shoulders shift, her human lungs sigh irritation and something else, deep and ugly and isolating, like a black hole in her weak, human organs.]

Free will... self-awareness... simply because we have the potential to experience happiness, these things only served to hurt us further.

It's not something humans would understand.

[In the company of only Prometheus, her words come more easily, the tiny notes of emotion ringing clearer for him than for anyone else. Pandora turns to him as well, gently resting her cheek over his head.

Tired. There was nothing else to feel but tired anymore.]

Obviously. How could they hope to understand what it's like to be a tool?

[they were old. They didn't look it, they didn't usually act the part either... But between the centuries and the drain just before they woke up here--]

It's hard not to feel empty.

[a soft laugh] And of course that old man had planned for that too. Bastard.

To be brought into the world with no clear purpose... they take such things for granted.

[She doesn't laugh- only sighs, soft and slow, sounding defeated.]

To provide more space for it to fill.

[No need to elaborate on 'it'. Even if it wasn't corrently present- even with the shackles gone- the damage had already been done.]

Heh. No one thinks about what they have; why would they need to? It's already theirs.

... [he turns his head into Pandora's shoulder and hums... Something? Agreement? Disappointment? Maybe it was meant to be everything]

All those years... All to be some AAA meal for it. [a pause] Why are we even here?

[this wasn't a dream. It wasn't even a nightmare]

[Her head tilts slightly, in tune with his- it'd seem affectionate if it weren't so sad.

Somewhere, in what's left in her heart, it feels a little comforting, but not by much.]

...Are we being punished?

After everything we've done? It's probably what we deserve.

[... in bitter amusement;] Though I suppose there's something to be said about creativity. Turning us human? What a scam.

...We would have been too satisfied... with a more poetic punishment.

One leaves us more hollow than before... that's truly torturous.

[Free of that man, free of megamerge, free for the first time in their lives to possibly experience something truly positive in it, but too far gone, seen to much, done too much for any of it to matter...]

Can't even be allowed to die on our terms... Blasted Model A. No wonder they were thrown out.

[he moves back, off of Pandora, to lean back on his hands to stare up at nothing in particular]

... It just leaves us to spin in circles. Does it expect us to seek atonement?

I would think we're too far gone for that.

...It's likely there's a catch.

[With that closeness gone, Pandora draws her knees up to her chest, looking blankly ahead.]

There must be.

... There always is. There's always a catch.

[there's a heavy sigh as he talks] Let's just hope it doesn't take another few centuries before it decides to spring it on us. I think my patience is almost completely worn out.

...Do you suppose these bodies will hold out until then?

[She knows better than to start hoping. It's too easy of an out.]

Depends on how human we stay. [a bitter laugh] But either way, something else will probably make that decision for us.

And as much as I hate to say it, that's not really our style.

[they just wanted to die on their terms. Was that really so hard?]

[When was the last time they got anything that they wanted?]

...What's the plan, then...?

NAME | PROMETHEUS
SUBJECT | quit it

MESSAGE | speaking of reading over people's shoulders, pandora, don't waste time on children

i am already bored with it.

how shall we make more productive use of our time, then?

we could harrass the native populace [/joke...?]

you should eat something before we head out. no saying if we're going to get any unwanted company after all

give them something to really complain about. it's a little tempting.

you, too...

i wonder how hard it might be to try and mislead people. there are those detective types among us after all but if the original perpetrators decide to not help... that sounds like an interesting idea, doesn't it?

yes yes i'll go with you

just try to finish the plate this time

better than sitting around reading fools drivel.

... i'll try.

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backdated to the 5th (We slow)

(we fine B>)

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Whoops, messed up fonts. Oh well

w/e lol

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