"Okay," Sparkle said, clapping his hands and grinning at the students in the... fancy classroom. "So before we get into any of the 'now you are on your own and have to survive in a damn city with basically nothing' shit, first we have to figure out what you have to worry about in that situation. Or like, any situation. Those of you who aren't human
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And if you figure any of the stuff in the top two rows is missing something, or that any of it absolutely does not apply to you, please, speak up. Human needs are easy. Getting a cross-section of the needs of all the sentient races in the classroom was harder.
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At least the first two sections were nicely sensible.
"Creation would be a pretty important one," Rufus said thoughtfully. "Don't they say that necessity is the mother of invention? If you absolutely need something, it helps to have the ability to create a way to get it. And having a strong sense of identity as well, because if you don't know yourself, how would you ever know what you need?"
He cast another glance at the table. "I would rate the 'Affection' section and the 'Leisure' sections as the least important."
But then, really, Rufus would.
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Sparkle would go nuts without basic human contact, and there was something to be said for how difficult it was to scrape one's way up from rock bottom without it, but he was curious as to where Rufus was going, here.
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Other than that, though, Rufus wasn't big on either affection or leisure in general, so...
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Max-Neef and company probably could have found a better word for that one, granted.
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She'd agree with him on the creation thing, though.
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Rufus sounded bored.
Because he was.
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Even playing with Dark Nation was worked around his self-inflicted training regime.
"You seem to be looking for an argument, given how judgemental you're being," Rufus said, very mildly. "Why? Because I have a different view point than you? How big of you."
He gave her a dismissive glance.
"Nice of you to assume that everyone leads, or cares to lead, a life similar to yours."
Rufus saw no reason to explain himself to her.
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"You're the one who just dismissed, like, the entire population of the multiverse as unimportant, dude," Tip said. She was deeply unimpressed with your cool, Rufus, and she was more than used to being accused of being 'argumentative' or 'judgmental'. "'Cause, what, you're just too cool to relax?"
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Tip had actually had the entire population of her world effectively go away, when the Boov loaded them all up on transport ships and she'd decided to sneak off in her mom's car instead. She knew what she was talking about.
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Okay, good.
"And what," he asked slowly, "if I don't care if I die too?"
He'd rather he didn't, of course--unless it served his purposes, in which case Rufus really didn't care.
Besides, if being alone really got to him that much (he didn't think it would) it wasn't like he went about unarmed. There was no need to die a slow, humiliating death to madness and starvation.
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Then smiled to herself as she imagined what the Chief would have to say about his nonsense. She'd had a nice dream about him the night before, so he was quite fresh in her mind.
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