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Plasmatio Mods ([personal profile] divus) wrote2019-02-17 11:08 am
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-05 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes.

[She'll settle in the grass by them, light dress pooling around her knees and hands settling delicately in her lap. Piety gets a look that's part-thoughtful and part-pleased.]

That was quite the move. I'm pretty sure you took a few years off several people's lives.

[Judging by the placid pacing of her words, her lifespan is just fine.]
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-05 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
You say you are glad, but you also seemed to be pretty sure of yourself, back at the trial. How much of it was knowledge, and how much was faith?

[And how much was acting? The masks really help with that.]
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-07 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm. Both of you are quite vague on what exactly would have been alright. I did expect that you would have more familiarity with the laws of the temple, and how to use them.

[She doesn't sound disappointed, but maybe a little bit intrigued?

Of course she understands the concept of faith, and the shape of it, being who she is -- but what she doesn't entirely understand anymore is holding it. There's so little that she holds on to, after all.]
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-07 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
No, I suppose they wouldn't be one of your skills, would they? All the same, you have remarkable composure under duress. You and your follower both.

[Maybe that's the secret to Piety's little group? Small as it was...]

And... the interpretation of law used to be a discipline unto itself, when people of my home were still exercising it. I think it was always expected that divine laws would be more absolute.

These laws, however... as I recall, these were made when you were all new.
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-07 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
Like a pillar... You must have come from chaotic times.

[Said the robot to the mask. It's debatable whether either of them have really changed expression since the start of this conversation........]

From chaos may come order, is that right? You've placed quite the task before a group of people who are largely strangers to each other. This is about how you all expected this to go, isn't it? [it's not accusing, just matter-of-fact, because that's how Merriment presented it] But you seem to want something more from it.
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-07 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
I see. We all have a lot to learn, on all sides. [...] And did you find peace in your previous role, Piety?

[There's something quiet and resonant in the question, though she doesn't move from where she's seated.

It's barely louder than the babbling of the water feature near them.]
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-08 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Then you were lucky, in a way.

[There are many ways in which that wasn't an answer to her question, but she accepts it regardless.

She didn't ask in hopes of getting an answer, anyway.]

To simply do what you are given, be it duty or command, is to be an automaton. Perhaps that's funny, coming from a robot. [a little smile, vague] But we were all created for a purpose. It is simply that some are given purpose and meaning after, while others find meaning before purpose.

Will you see them again? Those who gave you meaning.
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[personal profile] artificialhighness 2019-03-10 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
[She'll file that away for later. They're still mostly in the dark about how the gods came to be and how they came to be here -- what their future will be like beyond the end of this contest.

It's something to consider, alongside everything else. Her answer to the question, though, is unhesitating.]

Eternity.

The beauty of living things freed from time, and death, and all other constraints that may dim their light. The beauty of infinite possibility.