David 8 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
secretasshole) wrote2014-02-28 08:13 pm
secretasshole) wrote2014-02-28 08:13 pm
025 웃 VIDEO
[So.
So this is happening, and he's still not entirely certain he knows what he's doing. Not that - in his experience, anyway, because he's hated most of the wardens he's known here - that seems to be something that disqualifies you from being a warden to an inmate, rather than just a warden on board the ship, but it's still strange, to think he's responsible for someone else now.
This is a lot more complicated than making sure a few cryopods didn't fail during travel, or just doing a decent thing for someone you care for.
He decides to address something less bizarre first.]
I would like to thank everyone for the hospitality they showed towards Dr. Shaw during the flood. [Except for you, Chris, but David isn't one to hold a grudge over something like thatwhen he likes you, anyway.
He knows some people would put the rest of this behind a filter, but there's no reason to pretend that he wouldn't do something like this.]
And if anyone has any information they'd like to share with me about Ms. Hidalgo, I would be interested to hear it.
[Private to Mira]
We should speak.
So this is happening, and he's still not entirely certain he knows what he's doing. Not that - in his experience, anyway, because he's hated most of the wardens he's known here - that seems to be something that disqualifies you from being a warden to an inmate, rather than just a warden on board the ship, but it's still strange, to think he's responsible for someone else now.
This is a lot more complicated than making sure a few cryopods didn't fail during travel, or just doing a decent thing for someone you care for.
He decides to address something less bizarre first.]
I would like to thank everyone for the hospitality they showed towards Dr. Shaw during the flood. [Except for you, Chris, but David isn't one to hold a grudge over something like that
He knows some people would put the rest of this behind a filter, but there's no reason to pretend that he wouldn't do something like this.]
And if anyone has any information they'd like to share with me about Ms. Hidalgo, I would be interested to hear it.
[Private to Mira]
We should speak.
[private]
[In person is more immediate, more intimate. She contacted him like this partly in resistance to their newly-enforced closeness. But over the network is more like her conversations with her masters, voices from any device or terminal, ubiquitous and inconceivable.]
In person. I think. This time.
[private]
[private]
[private]
It's cabin 6-8.
[private]
[spam]
[His room is... odd. The decor's all sleek lines and pretty monochromatic. There's no bed or kitchen, but there's a bar that's now apparently fully stocked thanks to his graduation, a piano, several couches and chairs, along with a few tables and some oddly illuminated blueish columns. Apart from the floor to ceiling bookshelf on one side of the room, David's favorite part of his "cabin" is the giant viewscreen where a window should be. Right now, it's showing a mesa, something that probably exists somewhere in New Mexico back in Earth.
The android stands sort of uncomfortably besides the door, still really unsure about how to proceed, exactly.]
I've read your file.
[spam]
I want to see it.
[spam]
He'd wanted to see his, and he'd never gotten to. It's not like reading this is going to be easy for her, but it's probably better than keeping it from her.]
[spam]
You don't need it back, right? You're artificial, you'll remember it anyway.
[If she can keep it, she can stall, for a little while.]
[spam]
[He can always ask the Admiral for another, if it comes down to it. And the novelty of that is kind of interesting, all things considered. He's not used to being able to ask for things he wants.]
[spam]
[She holds it to her chest, as though part of her is afraid it might fly away. As though she could fold it into herself without opening it.]
What...what did you think?
[spam]
I think we have a fair bit in common.
[They'd both been bossed around by people who saw them as anything but a person. That's what he's wound up focusing on.]
[spam]
Like what?
[spam]
[And while they'd never tried to erase his personality, being thrown away or basically sent to the scrap heap isn't great, either.]
[spam]
You make it sound hypothetical.
[As though he died before being discarded.]
[spam]
[And despite graduating, he still sounds... not at all sorry about that. There might even be some bitter pride in there.]
I've since realized my methods were a bit extreme, and if I were to be given a chance to do it all over again, I would change the outcome considerably.