"not here right now.
leave a message. will get back to you soon.
probably."
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NOTE: As of 12/2016, Rey has adopted the alias "Fiona Stransky" when working with the Guard. Something to keep in mind, as Rey maintains a low profile with her involvement in the group. Other than what is mentioned in the Guard records, there is no trace of a "Fiona" identified on the network.
Not now, but they could be. It's been possible to barter deals with them before.
[She falls into a contemplative silence for a few seconds, eating and drinking before she continues.]
A lot of people seem to believe that the gods control us, but I don't think that's entirely true. Without us, they'd have nothing. They'd still be dead. If anything, they owe us. If we had some leverage to put us on more of an even footing, it might be easier.
Don't think it necessarily counts as slavery if they require a symbiotic relationship with their so-called slaves to survive. In that case, the Null are right to call them "parasites".
[Sounds more accurate than "gods", at any rate, but we're not here to argue semantics.]
Not sure what we could have on them yet, other than the fact that many of us are more adept to war than they are -- and they can't keep running from their enemies forever.
If we had a way of voluntary escape, of abandoning them to be killed, we might have something. [Rey has been interested in being able to leave these caves before.]
Whether they deem it necessary or not, we were not offered a choice.
[Her voice is sharp. Maketh fights down the urge to yell. That's not the point of this and she doesn't want to argue with Rey. Her personal feelings don't factor into this.
She's quiet for a moment, thinking.]
We never did figure out how they're feeding off of us. Perhaps something could be done to block it. If they're weak, they'll fall like anything else.
There's always a choice. Sometimes the options just suck.
[Rey could think of ways to just end it, such as shutting herself off again like she had so long ago. It isn't much of an option, but they aren't going to be favorable every time.
[It's better than conceding to powerlessness, either way.]
You didn't really seem to like the last time I tried blocking it. Neither did Nick.
I didn't mean like that. [Maketh hesitates, then reaches out to touch Rey's hand. Just a little.] I don't want that. But there might be another way, if we try.
[Any other time, with almost anyone else, Rey would hesitate to maintain contact. But she can't bring herself to let go. Doesn't want to leave Maketh in doubt of herself, or Rey for that matter.]
Well, if anything comes to mind, you'll be the first to know. Just don't want to screw it up again.
[And she means that in many ways. Rey doesn't have a decent track record for success, or knowing what people want of her.]
[Maketh nods just once. More than anyone, Rey ought to know how difficult that is for Maketh - to have faith in people. Or in herself. The latter is much more difficult.
I--enjoyed having dinner with you, Rey. I liked going dancing. And I am -- here. I'm not -- used to this sort of thing. I admit I may not be very good at it.
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[She falls into a contemplative silence for a few seconds, eating and drinking before she continues.]
A lot of people seem to believe that the gods control us, but I don't think that's entirely true. Without us, they'd have nothing. They'd still be dead. If anything, they owe us. If we had some leverage to put us on more of an even footing, it might be easier.
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They're slavers who feed off our suffering. They deserve nothing but death. But. What leverage do you propose we talk?
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Don't think it necessarily counts as slavery if they require a symbiotic relationship with their so-called slaves to survive. In that case, the Null are right to call them "parasites".
[Sounds more accurate than "gods", at any rate, but we're not here to argue semantics.]
Not sure what we could have on them yet, other than the fact that many of us are more adept to war than they are -- and they can't keep running from their enemies forever.
If we had a way of voluntary escape, of abandoning them to be killed, we might have something. [Rey has been interested in being able to leave these caves before.]
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[Her voice is sharp. Maketh fights down the urge to yell. That's not the point of this and she doesn't want to argue with Rey. Her personal feelings don't factor into this.
She's quiet for a moment, thinking.]
We never did figure out how they're feeding off of us. Perhaps something could be done to block it. If they're weak, they'll fall like anything else.
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[Rey could think of ways to just end it, such as shutting herself off again like she had so long ago. It isn't much of an option, but they aren't going to be favorable every time.
[It's better than conceding to powerlessness, either way.]
You didn't really seem to like the last time I tried blocking it. Neither did Nick.
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[She turns her hand to curl her fingers over Maketh's.]
I know. I just don't know any other way.
[Doesn't mean that a way doesn't exist, though.]
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Well.
Maketh ducks her head.]
We're reasonably clever people. I'm sure we can find something. Even if it is a bit unorthodox.
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Well, if anything comes to mind, you'll be the first to know. Just don't want to screw it up again.
[And she means that in many ways. Rey doesn't have a decent track record for success, or knowing what people want of her.]
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[Maketh lifts her head, expression serious.]
I have faith.
[It feels important to say that.]
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Thank you. For having faith.
[Normally she'd advise against it, but... this is different.]
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They have that in common, she thinks.]
Thank you for having dinner with me.
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Anytime. Wouldn't mind having more of these. I like Nick, but you can't exactly have dinner with him like this.
[And that's no fault of his, she knows.]
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No, I suppose not. Though his company is better than most. I hope he knows that.
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[God knows Nick has done the same for her. Only fair to return the favor.]
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[Maketh's expression is fond.]
He forgets his own value too easily, I think.
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He does. I just try to make sure to remind him. Think we all can use those every now and then.
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It's easy to -- think of yourself a certain way. Or at least it is easy for me. I am trying to be better. But it does not always go well.
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[She takes a moment to place a hand over Maketh's arm, giving her a soft look.]
You're doing good, all right?
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Today, I am doing quite well. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk about such dire things.
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No worries. It's just, um. I want you to be okay. In general, and -- this.
[That could stand to be a little more coherent. Oh well.]
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This? I don't understand.
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[She still struggles trying to put emotions into words, even now.]
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Oh. Maketh ducks her head, smiling.]
I--enjoyed having dinner with you, Rey. I liked going dancing. And I am -- here. I'm not -- used to this sort of thing. I admit I may not be very good at it.
[She lifts her head, expression serious.]
But I want to try.
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[She shifts in her seat, leaning forward a little.]
I'm not expecting any grand sonnets or sweeping me off my feet. I don't think your spine would forgive you if you tried that last one, anyway.
[Because Rey is heavy as fuck.]
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