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The Nexus had everything but the kitchen sink. Now the Nexus had everything and a kitchen sink, as evidenced by a robotic Victor washing her hands in one. She was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans and a bowler hat. The jeans had to be held up with suspenders because of her brand new lack of human hips. Nothing fancy. The most notable thing she was wearing was her t-shirt, which was black with a cartoon girl holding up a newspaper to hide behind. The caption said 'Best Student Body Coverage'.
She had gesso up to her wrists (geeze, Victor, you're supposed to paint a painting, not operate on it) and the prepped canvas was leaning up next to the spice rack (curry, sage, basil, dill, distilled jellyfish).
"If you had the option of saving yourself as a digital copy so if something happened to you, you could live on, would you? What's the nature of the soul in that case? Would it be fair to the dormant person?"
A little heavy on the philosophy. She gave her hands one last scrub and sat down on a three-legged stool. "What's your favorite insult?"
She had gesso up to her wrists (geeze, Victor, you're supposed to paint a painting, not operate on it) and the prepped canvas was leaning up next to the spice rack (curry, sage, basil, dill, distilled jellyfish).
"If you had the option of saving yourself as a digital copy so if something happened to you, you could live on, would you? What's the nature of the soul in that case? Would it be fair to the dormant person?"
A little heavy on the philosophy. She gave her hands one last scrub and sat down on a three-legged stool. "What's your favorite insult?"