Mycroft lifted his head. “Ah! Fascinating results!”
“This is the wave of the future, Mr. Holmes,” said Dr. Riner proudly. “Clean, effective, and best of all ethical slavery. A life of service and pleasure instead of service and pain. I really don't understand why the abolutionists targeted my technology.”
“I imagine it's because it rather undermines their message. Why would slaves wish to be freed if slavery if this is what it entails?”
“You're right,” said Dr. Riner. To John he said, “Up.”
Shaking John rose up and got his expected burst of calming pleasure. He gritted his teeth as soon as the brief bliss was over.
“What is the security on the device,” asked Mycoft Holmes. “What's to keep him from simply ordering himself - or from taking orders from unauthorized personale?”
“The software is keyed to his own recognition centers. Once authorization is set, he will recognise visual and verbal commands from those programmed to be in authority over him. He will not, however, recognise written orders, nor second hand ones. This might be inconvienient, but better that than allowing loopholes that could be exploited.”
“Excellent.”
Dr. Riner frowned. “Tell me,” he said, almost reluctantly. “There's a rumor that John is a freeman. When I went in to operate I saw only very recent marks on his spine from a collar.”
“He's newly aquired. Did John tell you about the pipe bomb he was planning on killing you with? This man is one of the most blazon abolutionists it's been my pleasure to apprehend.”
Dr. Riner shook his head and jumped back away from John, looking at him for the first time as if he might be dangerous.
John considered reinforcing this, but the memory of the pain was too fresh. He needed a plan.
“Well then, I don't think this rumor is something that needs to make it's way into your report. Besides, having data on someone who is not prejudiced by prior slave conditioning is invaluable, wouldn't you think?”
Dr. Riner nodded. “Absolutely.”
“When can I take him back with me?”
Dr. Riner reached over and began disconnecting the leads. “Any time. I'll leave you a sheet on the aftercare for the incision, but otherwise he can be treated like any other property.” He smiled up to the viewing gallery. “It's good to see you in person, Mr. Holmes. And thank you so much for the support with my research.”
Behind the glass, Mycroft smiled down. “No, no. Thank you.
Hmmmm, pleasant tingles. I don't know, this hits all my kink buttons. So very, very much. *feels only a tiny bit bad for it* You're doing so great. It all comes across as horribly authentic.
OP is speechless and does happy dance fyliwionvilyaerJanuary 24 2011, 07:12:26 UTC
*flails and attempts to not look like a fangirl* I love it so far... and now I'm going to be checking updates every two seconds ^^;; (Especially since I simply adore your other fics)
*squees* Thank you so much!! I can't wait to read the rest!!
I really, really, really need more of this in my life. RIGHT NOW. Fascinating AU; extremely intriguing scenario; gorgeous writing. I'm tracking this like mad, yes I am.
I just want you to know, this fic inspired one of the sexiest and most UST-filled dreams I've ever had last night. Although for some strange reason, John had a mustache and was played by Rupert Graves.
“This is the wave of the future, Mr. Holmes,” said Dr. Riner proudly. “Clean, effective, and best of all ethical slavery. A life of service and pleasure instead of service and pain. I really don't understand why the abolutionists targeted my technology.”
“I imagine it's because it rather undermines their message. Why would slaves wish to be freed if slavery if this is what it entails?”
“You're right,” said Dr. Riner. To John he said, “Up.”
Shaking John rose up and got his expected burst of calming pleasure. He gritted his teeth as soon as the brief bliss was over.
“What is the security on the device,” asked Mycoft Holmes. “What's to keep him from simply ordering himself - or from taking orders from unauthorized personale?”
“The software is keyed to his own recognition centers. Once authorization is set, he will recognise visual and verbal commands from those programmed to be in authority over him. He will not, however, recognise written orders, nor second hand ones. This might be inconvienient, but better that than allowing loopholes that could be exploited.”
“Excellent.”
Dr. Riner frowned. “Tell me,” he said, almost reluctantly. “There's a rumor that John is a freeman. When I went in to operate I saw only very recent marks on his spine from a collar.”
“He's newly aquired. Did John tell you about the pipe bomb he was planning on killing you with? This man is one of the most blazon abolutionists it's been my pleasure to apprehend.”
Dr. Riner shook his head and jumped back away from John, looking at him for the first time as if he might be dangerous.
John considered reinforcing this, but the memory of the pain was too fresh. He needed a plan.
“Well then, I don't think this rumor is something that needs to make it's way into your report. Besides, having data on someone who is not prejudiced by prior slave conditioning is invaluable, wouldn't you think?”
Dr. Riner nodded. “Absolutely.”
“When can I take him back with me?”
Dr. Riner reached over and began disconnecting the leads. “Any time. I'll leave you a sheet on the aftercare for the incision, but otherwise he can be treated like any other property.” He smiled up to the viewing gallery. “It's good to see you in person, Mr. Holmes. And thank you so much for the support with my research.”
Behind the glass, Mycroft smiled down. “No, no. Thank you.
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*feels only a tiny bit bad for it*
You're doing so great. It all comes across as horribly authentic.
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*squees* Thank you so much!! I can't wait to read the rest!!
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(But I doubt a slave would get to be a policeman in this AU so I'll leave it up to the wonderful author where (if) he fits in.)
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*flails with excitement* I love John being an epic rights activist xD He was so effective
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