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<3 <3 <3 Indulgent retroactive background story editing...
From tonight, 'Mother' the Strangevirus entity speaking through Nikolai has an interesting conversation with GrayZero.
GrayZero smiles ...mockingly? Maybe. "You have no domain. You may have convinced others, but you do not own this place." She then narrows her eyes. "Toy or tool, it matters not. He will not have you and you will withdraw."
Nikolai says, "candle not snuffed until wax depleted. but oh, oh how he burns bright! "
GrayZero stares intensely at Nikolai/virus/Strange. "He is not yours to burn."
Nikolai trails a claw over his own chest. "oh dear, dear me. you are so *sure*, hm? what makes you sure he was ever *his own*?"
GrayZero smiles visciously. "He had an existence before you. Whence comes your right to subvert this existence? Souls learn in their own time and in their own way. You pervert this process. Thus you must and you shall leave."
Nikolai plucks another antenna from his skull. "so much you presume. this one has been tool longer than he can if notmad remember." He folds the long cord over and over into a ball. "taking gaining gathering hoarding knowledge, upstreaming back to where, hm? innocence with fangs, indeed. madcurious spy, always kept busy. would i lie? of course...but the factory Core does not. "
GrayZero shakes her head. "It matters not. His Lessons are his to Learn, not yours. You have no business here."
Nikolai says, "by whose right do you usurp Ours? "
GrayZero snorts. "I only seek to retrieve that which was not yours to begin with."
Nikolai slides a claw across his own chest, drawing a little blood. "that depends on your beginning."
Implication that Nikolai might have always been a spy/eyepiece/information conduit for the Library via his odd personal backup system...intruiges me for some reason.
But by far the best quote of the night was:
Nikolai waves his hands impatiently. "Words never friends, I stab dictionaries constantly.
From tonight, 'Mother' the Strangevirus entity speaking through Nikolai has an interesting conversation with GrayZero.
GrayZero smiles ...mockingly? Maybe. "You have no domain. You may have convinced others, but you do not own this place." She then narrows her eyes. "Toy or tool, it matters not. He will not have you and you will withdraw."
Nikolai says, "candle not snuffed until wax depleted. but oh, oh how he burns bright! "
GrayZero stares intensely at Nikolai/virus/Strange. "He is not yours to burn."
Nikolai trails a claw over his own chest. "oh dear, dear me. you are so *sure*, hm? what makes you sure he was ever *his own*?"
GrayZero smiles visciously. "He had an existence before you. Whence comes your right to subvert this existence? Souls learn in their own time and in their own way. You pervert this process. Thus you must and you shall leave."
Nikolai plucks another antenna from his skull. "so much you presume. this one has been tool longer than he can if notmad remember." He folds the long cord over and over into a ball. "taking gaining gathering hoarding knowledge, upstreaming back to where, hm? innocence with fangs, indeed. madcurious spy, always kept busy. would i lie? of course...but the factory Core does not. "
GrayZero shakes her head. "It matters not. His Lessons are his to Learn, not yours. You have no business here."
Nikolai says, "by whose right do you usurp Ours? "
GrayZero snorts. "I only seek to retrieve that which was not yours to begin with."
Nikolai slides a claw across his own chest, drawing a little blood. "that depends on your beginning."
Implication that Nikolai might have always been a spy/eyepiece/information conduit for the Library via his odd personal backup system...intruiges me for some reason.
But by far the best quote of the night was:
Nikolai waves his hands impatiently. "Words never friends, I stab dictionaries constantly.